My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Before Wayne could say anything, Lawrence quickly reached out to stop him, silencing him completely.

"It's like this... I want to hold a large-scale concert in the country."

As Lawrence spoke, his face flushed.

I don't know if it was because the sun was too strong, or because I was emotional when I talked about my dreams.

“This is a wish I’ve had since I was a child,” he said softly.

"Not the kind of concerts held out of courtesy and inviting celebrities. Rather... a real concert, full of my personal style and preferences."

As he said these words, his eyes seemed to be shining as he looked at Wayne.

"Wayne, you are a musical talent that I admire very, very much! So please, appear as my special guest and play a piece with me!"

Looking at the iced coffee in front of him, Wayne fell into deep thought.

It's so good to be young.

People who strive to achieve their dreams can indeed inspire others with a passionate and infectious energy...

Wayne, who also looked very young, gave Lawrence a knowing smile that said, "Everything is understood without words."

"Is there any payment?" he asked.

Lawrence paused.

His gaze then fell on the table. "Uh... this cup of coffee?"

"Forget it, I think I'm usually too busy to take on such a difficult task. You should find someone else." Wayne said, and then tried to leave.

Ha! You want me to work for free?!

You're not my girlfriend, so don't have such beautiful dreams.

"Wait, wait!"

Lawrence stood up and grabbed him, preventing him from running away. "Let me finish!"

His voice was a little loud, and many customers at other tables looked curiously toward their table.

Feeling the gazes around him, Wayne felt a little embarrassed and subconsciously lowered his head.

Why are you yelling so loudly?!

He complained.

Do they think they already have enough rumors about them?

Chapter 265 Even with a golden opportunity, Wayne is still troubled by money.

As a handsome man with considerable fame, Wayne can be said to deeply despise those unavoidable rumors and gossip.

Unfortunately, there are quite a few people in the academy who rely on such rumors to satisfy their spiritual needs.

Every day, anything that happens around them is likely to become the subject of conversation among others.

And these... these influential figures in the spotlight.

While attracting the attention of many onlookers, it also seems to bear the mission of bringing joy to others.

Faced with this almost unchangeable situation, Wayne felt only a bittersweet mix of pain and pleasure.

He became a handsome guy who was popular with girls.

but.

Subsequent developments, however, led to an unstoppable and endless slide into another abyss.

“If there are any new episodes about my TV series, you, the culprit, must remember to compensate me for my emotional distress,” Wayne declared very seriously.

Lawrence followed suit, lowering his head and resting it on the table.

It was like members of some mysterious organization meeting.

"What kind of short story from a TV series?"

He seemed completely unaware of this, his tone quite bewildered.

"You didn't know?!" Wayne exclaimed in astonishment.

"Huh? Should I know?" he asked, puzzled. "What is it?"

This……

Has he not yet seen through the true nature of this academy?

Wayne paused slightly, then patted his shoulder solemnly, "It's better if you don't know."

These are my heartfelt words, spoken with the sincere hope that you can avoid being mentally corrupted.

Lawrence was only slightly puzzled for a moment before his attention returned to his own plans.

“I say, Wayne, do you really think you’re short of this little bit of money?” He couldn’t understand.

“You are the son of a duke! Your Wincher family’s business guild has been doing quite well in recent years, hasn’t it? There’s no way you’d be short of money.”

Upon hearing his words, Wayne's expression turned somber.

“That’s Chris’s money, not mine.”

No... although it's Chris's money, it can still be considered my own money, but the problem is that there are too many restrictions on how it can be used.

In matters that Chris could know about, he had no particular desire to spend money.

However, the places where they truly lack money must absolutely not be known to Chris.

This feeling is probably like having two golden rice bowls in your hands, but still having to work hard to make ends meet...

Sigh! My life is so hard.

Lawrence nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Wait, something seems off?

"Something's not right!" Wayne finally snapped out of his daze, his eyes suddenly sharpening.

He stared intently at Lawrence before him and said slowly, "You are a prince, a prince!"

"Your Highness, are you short of money?"

You expect me to do both work and effort for just a cup of coffee? Ha, even your brother wouldn't be this unreasonable.

As Wayne finished speaking, Lawrence's expression also turned somber.

He unconsciously touched his pocket and muttered, "My savings are barely enough to cover the venue and staff fees for one concert..."

"...Are you that poor?" Wayne was a little speechless.

Lawrence's face turned even redder, but this time it was probably from anger.

"That's already quite a lot!" he said, trying to save face. "I don't have any other income; it's all from my usual pocket money... To rent the best venue in the capital, I have to spend such a large sum."

"Originally, I wanted to invite one or two great pianists to attend as well."

Lawrence looked dejected. "In the end, I can't even afford to pay the appearance fee."

Good grief, so you only targeted me because I'm cheap and practical!

After he told the whole story, Wayne felt both sorry for him and a little disgusted with him.

"Don't you know to ask your father for it?"

This amount of money is probably just a drop in the ocean for the king.

Moreover, His Majesty the King has considerable expertise in the arts and a high level of appreciation.

He treated other unfamiliar artists with great courtesy, let alone his own son. If Lawrence could just come up with a better excuse, gaining support wouldn't be difficult.

After all, he was a "refined" person who, even when he couldn't raise the funds to quell the rebellion, would still spend money to hold a grand banquet and extensively renovate the palace.

But saying that was like stepping on Lawrence's tail.

"I don't want to take advantage of my status!" he shouted excitedly.

He clenched his fists, looked up at the sky, and his expression was full of determination.

"This time, I will use my own abilities to... realize my own wish."

If it weren't for the somewhat unsightly bare ceiling, the overall effect of his design could have been even better.

Hey... For a fifteen-year-old ordinary boy with absolutely no family support, being able to save enough money to put on a concert is simply impossible.

Therefore, the claim that it was based on one's own abilities was untenable from the very beginning.

Although he thought this way, Wayne did not cruelly expose his perception.

"Then you might as well use this preparation time to think about how to make money. That would be more practical."

With just one sentence, Lawrence's boiling passion cooled down.

“...That’s true.” He sighed.

So the two noblemen, troubled by money, sat in their seats sighing and lamenting.

Suddenly, a waiter's respectful greeting came from behind Wayne.

"Miss Ge Li!"

Wayne: !

When the name reached his ears, his fingers twitched uncontrollably.

Before Lawrence could notice anything amiss, Wayne quickly grabbed the coffee from the table and took a small sip.

With this movement, he lowered his gaze, effectively concealing the slight panic in his eyes at that moment.

In fact, he had rarely come here to see her during this period.

Perhaps because he had always avoided normal business hours, whenever he met with Ge Li here before, there were basically no other outsiders present.

But this place, which is usually quite private, has suddenly become a public space...

This contrast between the beginning and the end gave him a very strange feeling.

Wayne is feeling a bit guilty right now.

"Lord Ge Li, there are a lot of customers here today~"

Behind Ge Li, the girl named Yuna frowned and glanced around.

Then, a look of delight appeared on his face. "However, Lord Gere's reserved seat wasn't taken by anyone else, was it?"

“That’s not it…” Ge Li wanted to explain, but paused after only saying half of it.

"never mind."

Chapter 266 Let's offset it with one of your promises.

Although he couldn't see her expression at that moment, Wayne was able to accurately judge her thoughts just from her tone of voice.

She must have wanted to say... that it wasn't actually a reserved seat, but felt there was no point in explaining it.

No matter what, this matter is already a fait accompli.

After she and Yuna skillfully placed their orders, she sat down in the seat she usually occupied.

The route happened to pass right by Wayne.

However, Ge Li did not stop walking, nor did he glance in his direction.

As if she hadn't seen Wayne at all, she was naturally talking to Yuna.

Wayne's gaze silently followed her retreating figure.

She hid it very well.

I should have breathed a sigh of relief.

But for some reason, I also felt a little disappointed.

I was overwhelmed with emotion when I saw her, but she acted as if nothing was wrong.

"Is Wayne also acquainted with that Miss Geli?"