novelraw Chapter 024 Luxury Cars and Stepbrother
Chapter 024 Luxury Cars and Stepbrother
A few days later, in the evening.
North gate of the Academy of Arts.
It was the time when evening classes ended, and the school gate was bustling with people.
The stalls selling grilled cold noodles and fried skewers were steaming, filled with the laughter and chatter of students, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
However, this lively atmosphere was abruptly cut short by a huge, unexpected vehicle.
A black sedan slowly drove up and silently stopped under the sycamore trees by the roadside.
The car body is long and sleek, and its paint gleams with a deep, cold luster under the streetlights.
The silver "Goddess of the Skies" emblem on the front of the car was particularly eye-catching in the night.
Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Top-of-the-line.
The appearance of this car instantly silenced the previously noisy atmosphere for a few seconds.
Students passing by turned their heads to look, and some even stopped to take out their phones to take pictures.
"Holy crap, a Phantom? Which bigwig is here to inspect our work?"
"Does our school have this many rich kids?"
"It doesn't look like it's run by students; it has such a powerful presence."
The car window slowly rolled down.
A man's profile was revealed.
He was around thirty years old, with deep-set features and a high nose bridge.
He was wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit and his tie was perfectly tied.
He didn't look at the curious gazes outside the window, but instead glanced down at the Patek Philippe on his wrist, his brows furrowing slightly.
It exudes a sense of indifference and impatience from someone who has long held a high position.
It was Zhou Xu, the eldest son of the Zhou family who had just returned to China and Wen Ning's stepbrother.
Less than two minutes later.
Wen Ning rushed out.
She had just finished her physical education class today, and was wearing simple workout clothes with a beige knitted cardigan over them.
Her hair was a little messy, and she wasn't wearing makeup.
When she saw that conspicuous luxury car, she visibly paused.
The deep-seated fear and repression she felt towards the Zhou family made her instinctively want to turn around and run away.
But she dared not.
Her mother, Lin Xuemei, had just sent her ten WeChat messages urging her to come out, saying that Zhou Xu was right at the door and that if she didn't come out, she would have to bear the consequences.
Wen Ning took a deep breath.
Clutching the hem of her clothes, she walked over hesitantly.
"Big...Big Brother."
She stood outside the car window, head down, her voice barely audible.
Like a primary school student who has done something wrong and is waiting to be scolded.
Zhou Xu turned his head.
His gaze swept over her.
"Shall we talk on the bus?"
Zhou Xu spoke, his voice steady and carrying an unquestionable sense of command.
"No...no need."
Wen Ning quickly waved his hand and took half a step back.
"I have class in a bit, so... I'll just say it here."
joke.
If she got on the car, who knew where she'd be taken? Right now, all she wanted was to be as far away from the Zhou family as possible.
Zhou Xu did not force him.
He pushed open the car door and got out.
Standing at 1.85 meters tall, his mature and elite aura instantly overshadowed the group of male college students around him, who were wearing hoodies and sneakers.
He stood before Wen Ning, casting a huge shadow.
"Mom asked me to come and see you."
Zhou Xu casually spoke, one hand in his trouser pocket.
"I heard you've been quite active at school lately?"
Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat.
In the Zhou family's dictionary, the word "active" is usually synonymous with "troublemaker".
"No, no... I just went to class and drew pictures."
"Yeah?"
Zhou Xu looked at her with a half-smile.
"I heard you're in a relationship?"
"Is the other person a poor student starting a business?"
Wen Ning suddenly looked up.
really.
Lin Xuemei had already thoroughly investigated her background and even complained to Zhou Xu about it.
"He's not a poor student."
Wen Ning retorted softly, "He's very capable; he's working on a very important project..."
"sharp?"
Zhou Xu chuckled, as if he had heard a joke.
That kind of contempt is a top-down, class-based arrogance.
"He might be considered powerful within his own circle. But in the eyes of the Zhou family, he's nothing."
He took a step forward.
Approaching Wenning.
Wen Ning instinctively tried to dodge, but was rendered immobile by Zhou Xu's aura.
"Ningning."
Zhou Xu called her name, his tone softening somewhat, but it only made her more uneasy.
"You know what your parents expect of you. This arranged marriage is your only value."
"You can have fun at school, and if that boy is good-looking, you can keep him around to relieve your boredom."
"but--"
His voice suddenly turned cold.
Don't take it too seriously.
"Don't tarnish the Zhou family's reputation for someone like that. If you cause any scandal, you know what your father can do."
Wen Ning bit her lip.
His face was pale.
A sense of humiliation overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
In their eyes, her relationship was just a fling, and Jiang Ci was just a pastime.
"My hair is messy."
Zhou Xu suddenly reached out his hand.
Wen Ning froze.
She dared not move.
Zhou Xu's fingers were a little cold.
He reached to Wen Ning's ear and gently and carefully tucked a stray lock of hair that had been ruffled by the wind behind her ear.
The actions looked very intimate.
He's like an older brother who dotes on his younger sister.
But Wen Ning only felt a chill run down his spine.
The fingers brushed against her earlobe, like a cold snake's tongue.
Behave well at school.
Zhou Xu withdrew his hand and patted her shoulder.
"If you need money, tell Secretary Li. Don't buy those cheap, low-quality items."
Done.
He didn't look at her again.
Turn around and get in the car.
The car windows were rolled up, blocking the view.
The black Rolls-Royce, like a silent behemoth, slowly glided into the traffic and disappeared from sight.
Wen Ning stood still.
The late autumn breeze blew through the knitwear.
She hugged her arms, feeling cold all over.
……
Behind the bushes not far away.
"Click."
A very faint shutter sound was heard.
A girl wearing a hoodie put down her phone.
She works for the art college's news agency and loves digging up gossip about wealthy families.
I was just passing by and taking pictures of luxury cars.
Unexpectedly, they captured a shocking revelation.
She opened the photo album.
On the screen is a series of high-definition photos taken in quick succession.
First picture: A black Rolls-Royce Phantom is parked on the side of the road. Wen Ning, the most beautiful girl in the department, is standing next to the car, looking flustered and shy (actually, she is scared).
The second picture shows a mature man in a bespoke suit getting out of the car. The two stand facing each other in an "intimate" posture.
The third picture shows a man reaching out and gently tidying Wen Ning's hair. Wen Ning lowers her head, looking obedient and docile.
Fourth picture: The man leaves, and Wen Ning stands in the wind with a "reluctant" look in her eyes (actually, she is in a daze).
The composition is perfect.
The atmosphere is fantastic.
The man's elite demeanor and luxury car background, in particular, created a stark contrast with the "simple" image Wen Ning usually cultivated at school.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
The girl who took the photos looked at them, a hint of jealousy and excitement flashing in her eyes.
"So you have a sugar daddy."
"What beautiful romance with School Heartthrob Jiang? Turns out it was just him cheating on her?"
"She's dating a poor but handsome college student while being kept by a wealthy tycoon?"
Her fingers flew across the screen as she edited.
I've already thought of a title:
[Late-night rendezvous! Art department beauty Wen Ning suspected of being kept by a sugar daddy? Picked up in a luxury car, head pats are so sweet they're sickening!]
[Is this the pure love you guys are shipping? School heartthrob Jiang is being cuckolded!]
Click.
send.
A forum for University A and the School of Arts.
It boiled again.
Meanwhile, Wen Ning...
Still reeling from the fear of being scolded by her stepbrother, she dragged her heavy steps toward the dormitory.
I have absolutely no idea.