Chapter 12: Exquisite Performance
Han Wuyu tapped his hair, thinking to himself: What right do you have to feel heartache? How laughable.
Han Wuyu thought of his mother’s words and got a headache. The tenth is the day of the Design Competition, and as a judge, he would certainly not be absent. As for Yin Chuchu… let her go to her engagement by herself.
The next morning, Yin Lingyan woke up from the sun’s glare, looking at the crumpled draft papers she had slept on. Yin Lingyan dejectedly smacked her head.
See… the design paper she thought was her best work… was actually… actually wet with her drool. Yin Lingyan glanced at the sun and exclaimed, “Heavens, are you deliberately trying to crush me?”
The design of a tuxedo is inherently intricate and not simple, and to display a noble appearance, it naturally requires more effort.
Yin Lingyan glanced at Mu Qingran, who was sleeping soundly, her eyes wide open, hands on her hips, looking exactly like a lioness.
“Mu Qingran, wake up…” she mischievously leaned close to her ear and shouted loudly. Mu Qingran suddenly opened her eyes and saw Yin Lingyan right in front of her. “Ah…” but their heads bumped together.
Screams echoed continuously, these two sounds shattering the beautiful morning tranquility. Yin Lingyan and Mu Qingran tidied themselves up at top speed and then rushed to school at a sprint.
Upon arriving at school, Yin Lingyan and Mu Qingran practically arrived just in time for class. Han Wuyu seemed to have arrived much earlier and was currently on the podium, saying something.
Looking at the students below, who were all engrossed, Yin Lingyan and Mu Qingran couldn’t help but feel a sense of disdain. Why weren’t they this serious during regular classes?
Han Wuyu’s speech was interrupted by the sudden words, “Report.” He turned his head and saw the serious expressions of Yin Lingyan and Mu Qingran, his brow furrowing.
His deep voice, like a clear spring, slowly spoke, and the words drifted lightly on the wind into their ears, “You are late.”
Yin Lingyan and Mu Qingran simultaneously saw doubt in each other’s eyes. Given their usual class habits, this time was perfectly fine; how could they be late?
At this moment, the beautiful Teacher Zhang clapped her hands, signaling the students to look away. “You two students may come in. Perhaps you are not yet accustomed to our class schedule. Our class starts half an hour earlier than your previous class. We hope you will be mindful next time. If you repeat this… you will face punishment.”
The last six words settled in their hearts. Yin Lingyan couldn’t help but grumble internally: What kind of ridiculous rule is this? And what is the punishment?
The two returned to their seats. Han Wuyu cleared his throat and said, “I have finished what I wanted to say.”
Afterward, there was a wave of orderly applause from the audience. Teacher Zhang walked onto the podium and signaled for everyone to quiet down. “We will have three transfer students joining our class. They are Ye Qianyu, Yin Chubei, and Yin Chuchu.”
After these words were spoken, a cheer erupted. Why were they so excited?
The reason… of course, was that Ye Qianyu and Yin Chubei were among the heirs of Yu Beiyu. The two young masters were also exceptionally handsome. More importantly, unlike Han Wuyu’s icy demeanor, these two young masters would not prevent girls from approaching them. Therefore, since they couldn’t pursue Han Wuyu, these two young masters also became targets for them to use ‘extraordinary means.’
At this moment, three people appeared outside the door. Ye Qianyu, Yin Chubei, and Yin Chuchu looked at her with smiles. Yin Lingyan wasn’t mistaken; they were indeed looking at her, but what was going on? She had to ask… did they know each other?
Why did that girl’s smile always feel a bit… well… thorny? Had she offended her somehow? What a lunatic!
