Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 165: The Young Master and Madam’s Remarkably Similar Taste!
Imperial University entrance.
A low-key black car slowly drives in.
The usually grumpy security guard, instead of stopping the car, respectfully opens the gate and bows at a 90-degree angle towards the car.
After the car passes, the security guard realizes his forehead is dotted with sweat.
This license plate belongs to the largest shareholder with the most authority at the school.
He rarely comes, not even once a year, and tonight he happens to bump into him. So tense!
The car slowly heads towards the small auditorium.
As it passes the girls’ dormitory, Lu Yi suddenly exclaims, "Hey, it seems like there’s the little Miss and her classmates ahead..."
Nalan Ye Jue in the back seat glances out the window at the mention.
Lan Qingxin is surrounded by a few young, cheerful boys and girls, wearing black clothes, hard to distinguish in the night. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
But the dark green birthmark on her forehead is quite conspicuous.
In the night, like stars, it streaks across with a unique brilliance.
He gazes at her for a moment.
Says nothing.
No expression.
Lu Yi presses his lips together, "Young Master, would you like to greet the little Miss since we’re passing by?"
During this time, Lu Yi has been impressed by Qin Xin’s genius achievements, spontaneously planning everything for her, making the scale tilt towards Qin Xin’s side, ready to hold onto the future Mrs. Emperor.
But at this moment, seeing Lan Qingxin, he can’t help but feel a bit guilty.
In the past, he, like Lu Bing, firmly supported Lan Qingxin, believing she was the Nalan Family’s child bride and would marry Mr. Emperor someday.
Ah.
He didn’t expect it, that Qin Miss would sign a marriage contract with the Young Master.
Even more unexpected, he was conquered by Qin Miss’s talent so quickly.
What else can he do? He can only try to make up for it.
Hoping Mr. Emperor can show some care for the little Miss, even if marrying a new wife, he should still care for the little Miss.
If not as a couple, then being siblings is also a kind of bond.
Who would have thought.
Nalan Ye Jue withdraws his gaze, his voice slightly chilly, "No need."
Lu Yi dares not say more.
Thinking to himself, it’s fine, the family gathering is almost here, and the Young Master and the little Miss will meet soon.
The car is parked.
Nalan Ye Jue goes directly through the VIP passage into the VIP exhibition hall.
The auction has indeed ended.
The guests are chatting in groups of threes and fours, while eating buffet snacks and excitedly discussing the recent bidding:
"That Ice Princess dress is so beautiful. Whoever’s bride gets to wear it at the wedding will surely be the most beautiful bride in the world..."
"Unfortunately, the one who got the gift is a student; what a waste of that dress..."
"I really want to buy one to take back, but sadly this time Q Emperor’s works are only exhibited, not for sale..."
Nalan Ye Jue wheels his chair, avoiding the crowds, slowly reaching the window.
He stops before a misty purple wedding dress.
The dress stands like an independent spirit, low-key amidst a corner with flowers.
Likewise, it’s like a galaxy of stars shining brightly; if you don’t look up, you won’t see its dazzling presence.
He gazes at it for a long while.
Raises his hand and tells Lu Yi, "Buy this one."
Lu Yi opens his mouth, slightly troubled, "Young Master, Q Emperor’s works aren’t for sale beyond the auction..."
Nalan Ye Jue: "Tell him, I must have this one."
Lu Yi: "..."
Alright.
Mr. Emperor’s orders must be obeyed.
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Imperial University girls’ dormitory.
Qin Xin is changing clothes in the bathroom.
Just as her jacket is off and her shirt half lifted, her phone buzzes like crazy.
She’s preparing to change clothes and apply makeup to go to Nalan Group to check the robot situation.
Thinking it’s Principal Zhou urging her to hurry over.
But upon opening the chat window, it’s the profile picture of the clumsy guy, her disciple Chen Shi flashing furiously: "Master, someone wants to offer 50 million for your misty purple ’Galaxy’."
Qin Xin: "Not for sale."
The phone hasn’t even been put down.
Chen Shi flashes furiously again: "Master, they’ve raised the offer to 100 million."
Qin Xin: "..."
After a moment of silence, she replies to Chen Shi, "Is he the dumb× from the landowner’s family?"
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