Chapter 162: Chapter 162
The sycamore leaves fell, and the chill of autumn gradually set in.
At the entrance of Lanya High School, the morning sunshine bathed the ground with a bright and cheerful light, reflecting the young and vigorous faces.
Except for one girl who seemed out of place with everyone else.
She was wearing a black strapless tight dress, showing large patches of fair skin in the air. Although it perfectly showcased her sexy and enchanting figure, the cool autumn breeze of the morning made people shiver.
The passing students frequently glanced at the girl.
The girl slightly raised her chin, her exquisite and mature makeup accentuating her beautiful features, making her particularly eye-catching.
She seemed to know she was beautiful and thoroughly enjoyed the attention from all directions.
At this moment, a luxury car stopped at the school gate, and a young couple got out of the car.
The girl’s eyes lit up, and she ran over joyfully.
Her coquettish voice trailed off, with a few sharp notes that made people uncomfortable, piercing eardrums.
"Young Master Leng...."
The onlooking students had just snapped out of their shock from seeing Young Master Leng coming to school and were now surprised by this girl’s sudden enthusiastic flirtation.
Fortunately, everyone was used to grand scenes and quickly adapted.
Leng Yunyang smiled and grabbed Zhang Shasha’s arm, preventing her from throwing herself into his arms.
"That’s not very obedient."
Zhang Shasha pouted, saying with some grievance, "Who told you not to meet me? I could only wait for you at the school gate. Why don’t we have lunch together at noon? There’s a new western restaurant nearby; let’s go eat there."
Leng Xuexi glanced coldly at Zhang Shasha, impatiently saying, "I’m leaving first."
After speaking, she didn’t even look at Leng Yunyang, carried her backpack, and walked into the school gate without turning back.
Leng Yunyang withdrew his gaze, retracted his hand, and said indifferently, "I don’t like western food."
Zhang Shasha was taken aback: "How could that be? We met in a western restaurant...."
"Tired of the taste, I want something new, is that not allowed?"
The young man stood lazily with his hands in his pockets, a rogue smile on his handsome face, but there was not a hint of laughter in his amorous eyes, only a deep and unfathomable abyss.
He spoke of promiscuity with such ease and casualness, and Zhang Shasha’s heart gradually sank.
"Leng...Young Master Leng, my brother did so much for you, you can’t treat me ...."
Zhang Shasha’s face lit up; her brother was indeed useful to him.
The young man immediately changed his tone: "Then let your good brother go back to accompany you."
He patted the girl’s cheek, his tone cooler than this autumn wind.
"Remember, this young master does not accept any form of threat."
After speaking, he bypassed Zhang Shasha and was about to leave.
The onlookers were apprehensive about this scene.
Young Master Leng really discarded women like clothes, exemplifying heartlessness thoroughly.
Zhang Shasha instinctively grabbed Leng Yunyang’s sleeve, "No, Young Master Leng, you can’t treat me . You also promised to help me deal with Shen You’an; you can’t...."
Leng Yunyang flicked his sleeve, and Zhang Shasha stumbled backward, her high heels wobbling, and she fell to the ground embarrassingly.
Not far away, a young girl with a backpack was walking steadily towards them.
Unlike other students who were engrossed in the spectacle, the girl clearly showed no interest at all, never even glancing in this direction from beginning to end, treating everything around her as if it were air.
She was very thin, her face showed a sickly pallor, her forehead was smooth like jade, and she wore gold-rimmed glasses on her nose; composed and calm. Although she tried to keep a low profile, she was, unknowingly, the most striking presence in the crowd.
Leng Yunyang raised an eyebrow, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Shen You’an has become prettier; she’s my type."
This statement profoundly provoked Zhang Shasha. She glared angrily at Shen You’an’s figure, and in her anger, she couldn’t care about much else. She pulled a pair of small eyebrow scissors out of her backpack and rushed at Shen You’an.
"Shen You’an, I’ll kill you."
The students watching were startled, quickly stepping back to avoid it.
Leng Yunyang curved his lips into a light smile, standing leisurely in place.
He felt no guilt over the trouble his words had caused, complacently enjoying the spectacle.
From the moment she saw the silhouettes of Zhang Shasha and Leng Yunyang from afar, Shen You’an knew that a disaster was unavoidable this morning.
Therefore, when Zhang Shasha, in a loss of control, rushed toward her, Shen You’an had already quietly prepared a defensive stance.
She wouldn’t let herself get hurt, but she also wouldn’t let Leng Yunyang succeed.
Just at the critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out, standing in front of Shen You’an, catching the sharp blade Zhang Shasha thrust forward with bare hands.