TYMRHBDES Chapter 94

Chapter 94: The Aloof, Crazy School Prince x The Spoiled, Delicate Little Brat (2)

Jiang Luoluo had pulled this kind of trick too many times.

Mu Jianian lowered his eyelashes halfway, his lips cold and sharp. He rode away without a word.

*Let him follow if he wants to.*

Mu Jianian left without a trace of hesitation, while Jiang Luoluo strolled leisurely down the street.

Whenever he spotted a tempting food stall or a fun game, he would stop to play and buy something to eat.

By the time he reached his front door, his hands were full. One hand clutched a candied hawthorn skewer, the other held a sea salt lemon passion fruit tea, and his pinky finger hooked onto a box of takoyaki. [footnote] [/footnote]

The housekeeper opened the door for him. “Young Master is home!”

Jiang Luoluo nodded and walked toward the living room.

“Eating all this junk food again~”

The beautiful woman carrying a fruit platter saw him and sighed good-naturedly. “Are you going to skip dinner again tonight? Luoluo, don’t you want to grow taller?”

Even as she spoke, a gentle smile remained on her face.

Jiang Luoluo looked at her and softly called out, “Mom.”

In the real world, his mother was just like this—strict in her words, but always smiling softly at him.

Not to mention, they shared similar eyebrows and eyes.

He had been on missions for too long, and it had been ages since he had seen his mother.

The young man, clutching a pile of snacks, stood frozen in place, his face etched with panic like an abandoned animal.

Suddenly, he slowly approached, opened his arms, and embraced his mother, his voice barely a whisper:

“Mom, I’ve missed you so much…”

His soft, pleading tone melted her heart.

Madam Jiang sighed, handing the fruit platter to the nanny and pulling her son into her arms.

“Have you been naughty again? Or do you need me to attend another parent-teacher conference?”

“Silly boy, didn’t you just see me this morning?”

The fluffy little head nestled in her arms felt like a fledgling returning to its nest.

Madam Jiang’s heart softened.

If only her eldest son could always be this obedient and sensible. And if only her youngest son could be as cheerful and affectionate as Luoluo.

“Actually, I’m going to take some fruit to Wanwan. His tutor is here too. Luoluo, come with me and see.”

Jiang Luoluo handed his backpack and snacks to the maid and followed Madam Jiang upstairs.

*Jiang Wanwan is the main character in this world, a year younger than you. He went missing in kindergarten and was only found last year.*

Jiang Luoluo mentally acknowledged this. “Does Mu Jianian like him?”

*That’s what the script says. They met through tutoring. You’ve been bullying Mu Jianian, while the kind-hearted main character, Jiang Wanwan, has been silently taking care of him. Mu Jianian eventually falls for him.*

Jiang Luoluo silently grumbled, “The character setup you gave me is really crude, one-dimensional, and melodramatic.”

“But it’s fine. I accept it~”

The young man, arm in arm with his mother, ascended the stairs. The door to Jiang Wanwan’s room swung open.

Seeing the person inside, Jiang Luoluo feigned surprise. “Mu Jianian~ What a coincidence~ What are you doing here!”

Madam Jiang glanced between the two. “Do you know Teacher Mu, Luoluo?”

Jiang Luoluo’s eyes curved into crescents, a strange pride swelling within him. “He’s my classmate!”

Jiang Wanwan, hunched over his desk doing homework, looked up at Jiang Luoluo clinging to their mother’s side and awkwardly called out, “Brother.”

Jiang Luoluo waved his small hand at him, very friendly. “Little Brother~”

Jiang Wanwan’s face stiffened, and he fell silent.

“Alright, alright, don’t disturb your little brother’s studies.”

After setting down the fruit platter, Madam Jiang smiled at Mu Jianian. “Teacher Mu, I’m counting on you to look after Wanwan.”

Jiang Luoluo glanced at Jiang Wanwan and Mu Jianian sitting side by side, his eyes darting around. He then softened his voice and pouted, “Mom~ Can you ask Teacher Mu to teach me too? Luoluo wants to study hard too~”

“You?” Madam Jiang pinched his nose affectionately. “You little blockhead, all you do every day is cause trouble. Now you suddenly want to study on your own?”

In the end, Madam Jiang couldn’t resist his pleading. She doubled Mu Jianian’s hourly rate and entrusted Jiang Luoluo to him as well.

Jiang Luoluo and Jiang Wanwan sat on either side of Mu Jianian.

After explaining an example problem to Jiang Wanwan, Mu Jianian told him to start working on the exercises.

He then turned to Jiang Luoluo, his tone indifferent. “What do you want to learn?”

Jiang Luoluo, the last-ranked student in class, suddenly announced he wanted to study hard. It wasn’t necessarily because he had some ulterior motive.

But since he’d promised to tutor the children in the family, he had no choice but to teach him.

“You don’t need to worry about me. I’ll just do my homework myself,” Jiang Luoluo replied casually, grabbing his backpack.

After all, he’d only gotten involved in the tutoring to get closer to Mu Jianian and improve their relationship—not because he actually cared about the tutoring itself.

A small pig doll hanging from the zipper was clutched in Jiang Luoluo’s fair fingers. He squeezed the doll a few times before casually opening his backpack.

He froze.

*What the hell is all this junk?*

Heart-shaped love letters? Empty water bottles? Lollipops?

He flipped through the contents again and spotted several manga titles:

*The Delicate Beauty Loved by the Cold-Hearted Tyrant*
*The Captive and the Cold-Hearted Master*
*My Husband’s Thousand Nights of Passion*
*Taming the Cold-Hearted Master*

Jiang Luoluo’s dark eyes widened in shock. He slammed the backpack shut with a loud *thwack*.

*You, Jiang Luoluo!*

*You’re no longer an innocent little white flower!*

*I mean, if you’re going to read this stuff, at least do it in secret! How could you so brazenly stuff it in your backpack? And even bring it to school?!*

No wonder the System said he had a “little pervert” character!

Mu Jianian hadn’t seen what was in Jiang Luoluo’s backpack, but he noticed how quickly Jiang Luoluo had zipped it shut. He assumed Jiang Luoluo was up to no good again, trying to avoid studying.

Just then, Jiang Wanwan’s voice rang out, “Brother, didn’t you say you were going to do your homework?”

Jiang Luoluo stammered, “Oh, right… I was going to…”

But his backpack was filled with random junk; he hadn’t brought any homework at all.

Under Jiang Wanwan and Mu Jianian’s watchful gazes, Jiang Luoluo steeled himself to avoid raising suspicion. He reached into his backpack, rummaged around, and pulled out a half-empty bottle of mineral water.

He placed it on the table.

The plastic label on the bottle still bore traces of notes.

Mu Jianian subtly frowned.

Jiang Wanwan was also puzzled.

His brother was usually very particular, only drinking Evian from glass bottles.[footnote] [/footnote] Why had he suddenly switched to this cheap, two-yuan-a-bottle Yibao?

Facing their questioning stares, Jiang Luoluo twisted off the cap. “I’m thirsty,” he said.

He took a few sips from the bottle, set it down, and wiped the water from his lips.

The friction from his hand against his lips had made them even redder than before.

Mu Jianian suddenly stood up and grabbed Jiang Luoluo’s arm. “Come with me,” he said, pulling him out of the room.

Jiang Luoluo was completely bewildered as Mu Jianian dragged him out of the room.

In the empty study, Jiang Wanwan sneered at the closed door. “Serves him right.”

So pretentious! As if everyone would fall for him!

Outside, Mu Jianian had been dragging Jiang Luoluo down the hallway, the boy stumbling along the way.

The slender, tall youth loomed over him, his arm braced against the wall, his expression a mixture of anger and frustration.

“Jiang Luoluo!”

Jiang Luoluo was utterly baffled. His watery eyes were wide with confusion as he softly replied, “Huh?”

He’d only taken a sip of water. How had he managed to upset Mu Jianian again?

This aloof flower was being ridiculously petty!

Could it be that Mu Jianian was thirsty too?

Jiang Luoluo held up the bottle and asked gently, “Mu Jianian, do you want some water?”

Mu Jianian took the bottle and looked down at the boy’s upturned face.

“Jiang Luoluo, don’t you know how to be ashamed?”

“You stole half my water and then brazenly drank it mouth-to-mouth in front of me. Were you deliberately trying to seduce me?”

Jiang Luoluo: “!!!”

The original owner set me up!

His face flushed crimson as he desperately tried to explain.

“Mu Jianian, are you sure you’re not mistaken? This brand of mineral water is really common…”

“Can’t you even recognize your own handwriting?”

Mu Jianian held the carbon ink handwriting on the bottle right under Jiang Luoluo’s eyelids. “Don’t tell me you wrote this too.”

The boy’s cool breath brushed against his forehead, making Jiang Luoluo shift uncomfortably against the wall.

Who could have imagined that the original owner was so twisted as to steal someone’s half-drunk mineral water bottle and hide it in his backpack?

This was mortifying!

Embarrassment flushed across his face, spreading from his cheeks to the tips of his ears. His curled eyelashes fluttered wildly.

Cornered against the wall, Jiang Luoluo remained silent. His soft, white hands twisted together in awkwardness, and a faint blush dusted his cheeks.

His cheeks were pink, and so was his collarbone.

He was both refined and delicate, like a ripe peach.

It was rare to see him so docile after being humiliated. Mu Jianian lowered his head to look at him, and the image of Jiang Luoluo’s tear-filled eyes at the bicycle repair stall flashed before his mind. The anger in his heart slowly subsided.

Forget it.

Isn’t he always like this?

At least his attitude today wasn’t completely awful after his antics.

I didn’t lose anything either. I won’t bother arguing with him.

Mu Jianian released his arm from the wall and turned to leave, but the small hand intertwined with his suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

“Mu Jianian, are you angry?”

“I’ll buy you a bottle of water, okay? I promise I won’t sneakily take your things again. Please don’t be angry…”

The fingers gripping his wrist were soft and white as jade, radiating his body heat.

Mu Jianian felt as if he had been burned. His elegant phoenix eyes fixed on the spot where he was held, and he felt a burning heat there.

His Adam’s apple bobbed.

Jiang Luoluo, oblivious, shook his arm again, as if afraid he was still angry, and timidly whined in a soft voice:

“Mu Jianian…”

A fire ignited in Mu Jianian’s chest. He pulled his arm away.

“Go back and do your homework.”

In the small study, Jiang Wanwan glanced at Jiang Luoluo, who had returned and obediently started on his homework, with a look of gloating.

Serves him right!

He must have been severely reprimanded by Mu Jianian!

Otherwise, why would he suddenly start doing his homework?

After a long time, Jiang Luoluo put down his pen and held his homework out to Mu Jianian, his voice soft and sweet.

“Mu Jianian, I’m finished~”

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This chapter contains: 1 (one) emotionally unstable school prince, 1 (one) brat with contraband BL manga, and 0 (zero) completed homework assignments.

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