CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49 APOLOGY

Tingshan Villa.

Jiang Gujun finished his call with Old Fan and smiled, "Mr. Su, are the results out yet?"

Bai Su didn’t speak.

He looked at the notebook in his hands, his gaze deep and unfathomable, lightly tapped the keyboard twice, and then slid the touchpad.

Jiang Gujun leaned over, peered at the screen, and upon seeing the high-traffic post, rubbed his chin and clicked his tongue, "Last night, I thought that girl came to molest you; turns out she molested Mr. Rong instead."

Saturday night, after returning, Bai Su had Old Fan monitor the Black Music Hall and did nothing until the situation reached its peak; only then did he have Old Fan release the evidence.

This foresight and patience to strategize was something Jiang Gujun found himself lacking in comparison.

Bai Su ignored him, read the school’s decision, then leaned down to grab the cigarette and lighter from the coffee table.

He pulled out a cigarette, bit down on it, lazily spun the lighter in his hand, flicked it open, and ignited it with a soft sound, the flame leaped up.

Lighting the cigarette in his mouth, Bai Su took a drag and exhaled slowly, his eyes dark and heavy as water, "Did Old Fan give you Lu Yi’s address?"

He still remembered the other party wanted to break Rong Zhi’s leg.

Jiang Gujun nodded, "Just sent it over."

Bai Su’s lips curved slightly, "Alright then, go take care of him."

In a rather lazy tone but filled with a bone-deep ruthlessness.

Jiang Gujun responded with an "Oh," scrolled through his phone messages, and was visibly surprised when he read Old Fan’s message that Lu Yi’s third leg had already been dealt with.

Bai Su paused at the news, then chuckled softly, "The little guy is quite ruthless."

Jiang Gujun asked, "So, should we still take care of him? Old Fan also mentioned that Lu Yi has long decided to go after that Yang Yuli."

"Change the approach," Bai Su propped his chin with one hand, lazily lowering his gaze, calm and composed, "Since he’s looking for revenge, we’ll lend him a hand."

Jiang Gujun raised his eyebrows with a mischievous smile, "Got it!"

...

Mingwu High School Cafeteria.

Ying Hengyu was eating, and when he looked up, he saw Rong Zhi sketching even while eating. He couldn’t help but remind softly, "Third Brother, if you don’t eat soon, the food will get cold."

Eating cold food is not good for the stomach.

Rong Fengmian agreed, "Yeah, bro, finish eating first then draw."

The student work Zhao Hecheng sent was just one away from being finished, and Rong Zhi wanted to send it back as soon as possible, so he never stopped writing.

Hearing this, he softly replied, "Almost done..."

"Rong Zhi!"

Before he could finish the ’done’ part, someone suddenly interrupted him.

Rong Zhi slowly lifted his eyelids, seeing a strange face, he asked curiously, "And you are?"

The student didn’t explain, just placed a big bowl of meat on the table, stammered for a moment, then decisively declared, "This bowl of meat is my treat, to apologize for badmouthing you on the forum earlier, I’m sorry!"

After speaking, he ran away.

Rong Zhi: ".....?"

I never actually wanted you to apologize.

However, this was just the beginning. With that student setting an example, more and more students gathered, apologizing while placing their purchased meals on the table.

A table full of people: "...."

Enough, enough, there’s no more space!!

Even Rong Zhi couldn’t continue with the revision because her sketchbook couldn’t fit on the overfilled table.

Ying Hengyu rarely saw a speechless expression on Rong Zhi’s face, his mouth spread into a grin nearly as wide as the sun, "Even God is watching you eat, Third Brother, just eat already."

Rong Zhi was a bit exasperated.

Rong Zhi shot him a glare.

Then silently picked up a bowl.

Click.

Fine, I’ll eat.

...

Jing University.

Because the mechanical department is one of the nationally prioritized industries for development, they have a standalone building on campus at Jing University.

At this moment, the dismissal bell had just rung, and students were pouring out.

Lu Si had a few questions to ask the teacher, so he walked faster, preoccupied with his thoughts, and accidentally bumped into someone ahead of him.

He winced, stepped back, instinctively raising a hand to clutch his shoulder, causing the items in his hand to fall to the ground with a "pop."

Hurriedly, Lu Si apologized, bent over to pick up his notebook, but a pair of hands was faster.

"Lu Si, can’t you open your eyes when walking, avoid bumping into people every time?"

A male voice, carrying a hint of light jeer and ridicule, came from above.

Lu Si’s brows knitted, a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, yet when he looked up, he returned to his customary indifference, "Return my notebook."

"Lu Si, who do you think you are, that you can order me around?"

The person spoke while tossing Lu Si’s notebook in his hand.

Lu Si clenched his jaw, "Rong Qichuo, I haven’t wronged you, have I?"

Rong Qichuo caught the scattered notebook in midair, sneering, "Oh, you’re an eyesore to me."

In the mechanical department at Jing University, there are two legendary figures: one is Lin Qiming, who has already joined the Engineering College, and the other is Lu Si, known as ’Little Zhao Hecheng.’

Rong Qichuo became famous at Jing University for his talent and prominent family background, but he was always overshadowed by these two.

Lin Qiming was understandable, as he’d already entered the Engineering College, something Rong Qichuo couldn’t catch up to at the moment, but why Lu Si?

His looks weren’t as good, and his family background was average; aside from academics, why did both teachers and students regard him highly?

Rong Qichuo believed he wasn’t inferior and harbored resentment towards Lu Si, often throwing veiled jabs at him whenever they met on campus.

Seeing the ’Lu the Talented’ begrudging with a dark face amused him greatly.

After mocking Lu Si, Rong Qichuo, seeing Lu Si gritting his teeth in silence, felt even more disdain, tossed the notebook back casually, not bothering to interact further.

"Catch it properly. Not everyone is as kind as me to pick things up for you."

The undertone of contempt was unmistakable in his words.

Lu Si gripped the notebook so tightly his knuckles protruded, he closed his eyes tightly, took several deep breaths to suppress the anger in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, they were clear.

His grandfather had taught the younger generations of the Lu Family never to be arrogant outside just because they belong to the Lu Family, nor to oppress ordinary people with their status; money and power must be earned with one’s own hands, the Lu Family offers no protection.

If not for this, why would Lu Si have to endure Rong Qichuo’s attitude!

The Lu Family might not be able to match the Rong Family, but it’s still a reputable family respected even by the nation!

Lu Si pursed his lips into a straight line; he wasn’t foolish or oblivious, naturally aware of why Rong Qichuo targeted him.

Since that’s the case, then in the weekend’s assessment at the Engineering College, he would pass the evaluation, enter the Engineering College, and show Rong Qichuo!

Early on the weekend, Lu Si walked out of Old Sir Lu’s hospital room and happened to run into Rong Zhi coming towards him.

The young man was still calm and composed, with a hint of rebelliousness and wildness typical of his age, his whole demeanor distant and aloof.

"Third Young Master." Lu Si learned from Song Cheng that Rong Zhi was the third young master of the Rong Family, so he followed Song Cheng in addressing him.

Lu Si thought, despite being both from the Rong Family, why are Rong Qichuo and Rong Zhi so different in character.

Rong Zhi paused his steps and gave him a slight nod.

Lu Si smiled, "Going to see Dean Tang?"

Rong Zhi gave a soft hum, noticing the pen pouch in his hand, "Heading to an exam?"

Lu Si nodded.

Lately, Rong Zhi visited the hospital often due to Tao Ruisi, and while visiting Old Sir Lu, he heard Mrs. Lu say Lu Si was a student in the mechanical department at Jing University.

Zhao Hecheng had also mentioned to her that today the Engineering College would conduct an assessment at Jing University.

That must be what Lu Si was going to do.

Rong Zhi sincerely encouraged in his usual detached tone, "Good luck."