My older sister is a villainous rich girl

“Okay,” he said. “I’ll stay right here beside you, I won’t come into your dreams.”

The only sound in the room was steady breathing.

It's unclear whether Chris, who just said those words, was dreaming or awake.

Seeing that she seemed oblivious to everything, Wayne wanted to sigh, but he was afraid of disturbing her sleep.

He turned slightly to the side, carefully wiping her strands of golden hair with a towel.

He said softly, "Don't go to sleep with wet hair."

"Otherwise, what will you do when you get old and start having migraines?"

no answer.

Wayne let out a long breath and picked her up.

Then, gently put her back on the bed and covered her with the blanket.

"Good night."

He left a kiss on her forehead, turned off the light, and slowly retreated to the door, gently closing it behind him.

Only the woman on the bed, comforting the sleeping girl, remained, enveloped in the gentle night.

After a long day of work, Wayne was also very tired.

He felt that he had become a master of time management during this period, making use of every available moment to dabble between Chris and Geli.

Incidentally, I also slept much less.

but.

This small sacrifice is necessary to achieve the future I desire.

What he's doing now is just the first step in a complex web of tasks. From now on…

It seems that even greater and more difficult problems are looming ahead.

There's no way to get around it, and no way to avoid it.

Even knowing that it might not end well.

However, he absolutely had to do it.

Because now, he clearly understands what he really wants.

He wanted Chris and Gothic's love.

If you don't do this, you won't get what you want.

Chapter 206 Mosquitoes, they're really vicious!

Are there limits to desire?

When I was in elementary school, all I wanted was a pack of spicy strips that cost 50 cents and a pen that cost 2 yuan.

Finding a marble with a unique color at a vendor near the school gate can make me happy for a whole week.

but.

As we get older, we want more and more things.

Those things we once dreamed of have gradually become things we no longer care about.

Then, one day, it suddenly dawned on me how I had become like this...

And so I felt lost and melancholy for a long time.

However, once this momentary feeling passes, the cycle will begin again, and a new round of pursuit of goals will begin.

Throughout his life, Wayne had always considered himself a very easygoing person.

He never forced anything; he just went with the flow.

Study hard when it's time to study, and work hard when it's time to work.

Do the right thing at the right stage.

He thought that this was perhaps how most people's lives were. And he accepted it as a fact that had to be accepted.

However, his acceptance does not mean he can experience happiness from it.

He was just—

I made peace with myself and gave up those desires that I could never fulfill in this lifetime.

"forget it."

Be content.

I always thought that as long as I continued living like this, I could be fine.

If this meaningless life could occasionally fulfill other people's expectations, that would be wonderful.

As for what he truly wanted, he hadn't thought about it at that time.

...Thinking about it won't get me anything, so I won't think about it.

More or less, he sometimes experiences that sense of self-awareness.

I guess I'm the kind of "other people's child" who's always talked about by my parents and elders and is annoying to others.

He had excellent grades since elementary school and never did anything out of line. He was conscientious in both his studies and work.

Aside from not accepting pressure to date or get married, she rarely disobeys her family's arrangements.

Living like that for a long time, you eventually lose sight of what you really are.

Looking back now, I feel that even the image of "self" has become blurred.

But only he knew that it was just a disguise.

It's a mask deliberately worn to meet the expectations of others.

Hidden beneath that mask is—

Once I see an opportunity to achieve something, I become insatiable.

……

The moon sets and the sun rises; it's a new week again.

Because they woke up too late today, Wayne and Chris only had time to wolf down a few bites of breakfast before hurriedly boarding the carriage and rushing to the academy.

"Ahhh~ We're going to be late." Chris's hair was a little messy than usual, showing that she had left home in a hurry.

Wayne naturally reached out and smoothed down the few slightly upturned, mischievous strands of her hair.

"I thought you slept in every day because you weren't afraid of being late and punished," he said without any sense of urgency.

Chris glared at him: "That's because you knew you could arrive right on time."

Even if they were really late, at most they would just be called to the teacher's office after class and given a gentle "warning".

"I was so tired from playing yesterday that I didn't have any dreams all night and slept soundly until dawn," Chris said, somewhat annoyed.

As she spoke, she twisted her arms and rubbed her legs slightly in the carriage, as if she had a bit of back pain.

Wien watched her movements and couldn't help but smile.

Chris felt extremely uncomfortable under his indescribable gaze.

"Why...why are you looking at me like that?" She hesitated and stopped.

"It's nothing." Wayne turned his face to the window.

Although he didn't say anything, judging from his behavior, Chris instinctively felt that it couldn't be anything good, and her face immediately turned sour.

She clenched her fist and said in a harsh voice, "I hate it when people only say half of what they mean."

Despite being utterly incompetent, he shows absolutely no self-awareness when threatening others.

Seeing her fierce expression, Wayne thought that even teasing her to make her angry was cute.

“I didn’t just say half of it; I didn’t say anything at all,” Wayne laughed.

Upon hearing this, Chris instantly flew into a rage, leaping from her seat and lunging at Wayne, who was sitting opposite her.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm driving! Hey, why are you biting me?!"

The carriage swayed and rocked.

Upon hearing the commotion, the driver in the front seat couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile.

The two joked and bickered their way to the academy, and unsurprisingly, they were late. They were then forced to be called to the office for an in-depth conversation after class.

"Wayne and Chris, you were late for half a class today. May I know why?"

While organizing the materials, the homeroom teacher, Xie Li, asked the question.

On his desk, there was a pile of weekend assignments collected by the group leaders.

He would grade each assignment one by one, and based on this, he would grasp the general learning status of each student.

The teachers at Qingxi Academy are very well paid. However, their workload is not easy, and they are frequently inspected by higher-level leaders regarding their teaching performance.

Ordinary teachers who cannot rely on their family background to be fearless naturally have to put in more extra effort to keep their well-paid jobs.

Beside her, Chris was silently counting the floor tiles with her head down, not uttering a word.

Seeing that she was determined to play the quail, Wayne had no choice but to explain himself: "That's because... we did too much exercise yesterday... so..."

Hearing his voice, Shelly looked up at Wayne.

Then, his gaze sharpened, settling on Wayne's neck with astonishment.

"Wait, what's that...?"

Wayne noticed that his gaze was strange, subconsciously looked down at himself, and then suddenly remembered something, quickly covering the small section of his neck that was exposed because his bow tie was not tied properly.

"Haha, there are so many mosquitoes in the summer. I got bitten by a mosquito last night and a bump swelled up."

Wayne said with feigned seriousness, "Those mosquitoes are absolutely vicious."

This explanation, which was completely inconsistent with the actual situation, left Shirley with an extremely complicated expression.

Beside Wayne, Chris, still too embarrassed to look up, awkwardly clutched the hem of her skirt and twisted it back and forth, her face beginning to turn red.

After taking a good look at the obviously couple in front of him, Shirley wanted to say something.

But after opening his mouth for a long time, he couldn't utter a single word.

After a long pause, as if realizing he had nothing more to say, he waved helplessly, signaling them to leave.

Chris and Wayne both breathed a sigh of relief.

After watching their figures disappear one after the other out the door, Xie Li, sitting at his desk, shook his head and sighed:

"Young people these days..."

Chapter 207 Why are you speaking up for Goethe Edgeworth?

As soon as she came out of the office, Chris immediately settled accounts with him.

"Wayne~ who did you just call a mosquito?"

She asked in a soft, gentle tone, even revealing a very deceptive smile.

"Huh?" Wayne feigned ignorance. "I mean, I couldn't sleep last night because of the female mosquitoes."

Chris immediately grabbed his waist and pinched it hard.

"Wait, wait, I didn't say anything wrong!"

"The one that bit you was a female mosquito, right?" Her smile remained sly.

Wayne chuckled and said, "Of course, only female mosquitoes bite, male mosquitoes don't."

Enraged by his extremely hateful and pointed words, Chris increased the pressure on her hands even more.

"Stop, stop twisting..." Wayne pleaded.

He grabbed Chris's hand, intending to pull her into his arms and comfort her, when another voice suddenly rang out from the corridor next door.