Zhu Jiangyu thought for a mont, nodded: "That’s fine, just right both are single, Sister Xiao Xue is 28 this year, Mr. Lin is 36 this year, when you think about it, they’re quite a match."
"Bro, you’re really sothing!" Zhu Jianglin gave a thumbs up, "I didn’t even think about it that way at all."
Xing Nong laughed and hooked her arm around Zhu Jiangyu’s shoulder: "Old Zhu, whoever sees it gets a share. If this match works out because of you, you have to split half the pig head at with ."
Yaoguang quickly protested: "Qiu’er, didn’t you say that whoever sees it gets a share? Then it should be one-fifth of the pig head at, right?"
"Yao Yao, be generous, the person making the match of course gets half, and the remaining half is split among the four of us, that’s what I an." Xing Nong said, patting Zhu Jiangyu again, "How about that, I’m being generous, right?"
"You’re indeed generous." A cold and quiet voice suddenly ca from behind the group, Xing Nong instinctively shivered, quickly let go of Zhu Jiangyu, and looked back with an awkward smile, "What are you doing here? Isn’t lights out already done for the night?"
"Hmph!" Young Master Lu snorted, quickly disappearing into the darkness.
Xing Nong pointed speechlessly at his disappearing figure: "What... what does he an?"
"The aning is simple, he’ll deal with you another day." Yaoguang patted her sympathetically, "Qiu’er, there’s nothing you can do, just accept it as your fate in this life."
"Why...why should I?" Xing Nong snorted defiantly, "If he angers , I will resist."
"You’ve already been stamped, resistance is futile."
The energetic Qiu’er suddenly wilted, she just couldn’t help herself, no! She could only bla that enchanting and srizing sun on that day, yes, that’s it, she can’t bla herself...
...
Principal’s office.
Han Leming was going through so docunts and heard a light knock on the door, responding: "Co in."
The door opened, Zhu Jiangyu stepped in quickly and bowed to Han Leming: "Principal, I apologize for troubling you about and making you wait so late. I’m really sorry."
Han Leming chuckled, pointing to the sofa: "Take a seat, Little Zhu. This is an exception, considering you’re a descendant of a hero. In the future, you mustn’t act on impulse again."
Zhu Jiangyu quickly made a promise: "Principal, I’ll do my best."
Han Leming waved his hand: "Alright, then I’m relieved. All of you can go and rest."
"Principal, thank you!" The group bowed together. Initially assuming they were called because there was sothing to be advised, only to find out it’s simply because Principal Han was concerned about Zhu Jiangyu’s safe return, such a responsible principal surely commands respect.
Han Leming waved his hand again: "With this kind heart, just perform well and bring glory to the school."
"Principal, you should rest early too, it’s so late already." Luo Ye said, stepping forward to turn off the lights forcefully, "We’ll escort the principal ho."
"You cheeky girl!" Han Leming laughed as he stood up, "Alright, I’ll enjoy this feeling of being escorted ho."
Xing Nong happily moved closer to Han Leming: "Principal Han, Professor Han is getting married in three days, are you feeling excited?"
"Excited?" Han Leming thought for a mont, "There’s definitely a bit of that."
"Principal, if there’s anything you need, just let us know." Mou Qiu’er boasted, waving his arm, "Whether it’s cultural or martial assistance, no problem."
Yaoguang scoffed: "With you, it’s at most martial assistance, can you even do cultural assistance?"
Xing Nong protested, pouting: "You’re underestimating too much, I can do embroidery."
Han Leming struck a serious thinking pose: "Well, it seems we won’t need that."
Xing Nong wouldn’t let it go, tugging on his arm: "Principal, you’re teasing too."
As they reached the front of Han Leming’s residence, Luo Ye tugged at Xing Nong and Yaoguang: "Principal, we’ll stop here, you go up yourself."
Han Leming, in a good mood, joked: "They said they’d escort ho, but now they’re leaving here?"
Luo Ye chuckled: "We’re already at the front of the building, it’s almost the sa as getting ho, isn’t it, Principal?"
Xing Nong, aware of Luo Ye’s personality, leaned in excitedly: "Did you spot sothing suspicious?"
The others all looked at Luo Ye in confusion.
"Hmm... Well... haha..." Luo Ye looked up at the sky, "The moon, it’s really... not round!"
"Pfft!"
Accompanied by Yaoguang’s laughter, two shadows swiftly flickered from the entrance of the building, and everyone realized: "Oh..." Then looked at Luo Ye in confusion, "Isn’t your eyesight too good?"
Luo Ye covered her forehead, embarrassed: "It’s just that my senses are particularly acute, nothing to do with the eyes." She regretted her reflex reaction a bit.
Recently, her eyes had beco almost like a cat’s eyes; at night, she could see almost anything clearly. She suspected it might have sothing to do with the technique Grandpa had given her in that book. When Ye Xuan returned, she would ask if he’d also developed night vision like a cat’s eyes.
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