Chapter 1579: The Fake Young Master Is Going to Be Pampered by the Real Young Master 09

Zhou An's identity was thoroughly made public, but only spread in a small range; under Zhu Suisheng's deliberate guidance, Shi Qian did not let everyone in the A City circle know, merely knowing that the Zhu Family had gained another Young Master.

For this, Zhu Chengde specially organized a return banquet, waiting to announce Zhou An's identity to everyone at the banquet.

In places where Zhu Suisheng was absent, Zhou An could be said to be enjoying every day the identity of the Young Master of the wealthiest family.

Previously, because he was a recommended student and lacked Jin Chen's eye-catching fame, not only his classmates but even the instructor treated him with indifference.

Now everything has changed; whether it's the former Zhou An or the Zhou An of his previous life as a minor actor, he has never enjoyed this feeling of being surrounded by admirers. It's simply exhilarating.

But despite the idea of making Jin Chen disappear from his world, Zhou An never forgot; whenever he saw Jin Chen each day, he always felt a guilty sense of being seen through.

After the dance and expression comprehensive training class ended that day, Zhou An sent invitations to more than twenty classmates.

"In two days will be my formal homecoming banquet; I hope everyone can attend then."

This was a request he specially made to Shi Qian; adding a few more people is no trouble, so Shi Qian certainly wouldn't refuse.

"Brother An, let me help you send them out!" "Indeed, Brother An, you have no airs of a wealthy family's young master, completely unlike... that little young master."

Zhou An heard them using him to disparage Zhu Suisheng; he said nothing, but his inner delight was almost bursting forth, and the speaker, being adept at reading faces, soon praised Zhou An to the heavens.

The last few invitations were personally delivered by Zhou An to Jin Chen's presence, as if they had never experienced anything before: "Jin Chen, Yu Xing, this is for you."

Jin Chen sat in the corner arranging his music case, not even lifting his head to look at him, silent as if separated from the outside world by a barrier.

Zhou An saw he had no reaction, slightly raised his voice, looking somewhat embarrassed: "Even if we had some friction before, after all we are roommates."

"We used to be the only two recommended students; are you really going to cut ties with me?"

Upon saying that, the few boys who had been chatting or praising earlier exchanged glances; they had always disliked Jin Chen, this poor guy who daily pretended to be aloof, and now they jeered: "Jin Chen, didn't you hear Young Master An say? Why are you still putting on airs? Being able to attend the upper-class banquet is your honor!"

"It's not us saying it; this is an opportunity you couldn't cultivate in eight lifetimes, so don't refuse Young Master An's face—what could you possibly have that would prevent you from getting along with him?"

"Exactly, all you do is wipe his broken music case—hilarious, reeking of poverty!"

Jin Chen still showed no reaction; instead, Yu Xing got furious: "If you don't want to go, just don't go! Is your banquet still mandatory? Even Zhou An hasn't said anything."

"Damn, I'm saying, Jin Chen, why are you butting in?" The first mocker, seeing Zhou An still not stopping, still not understanding, stepped forward a few steps and shoved Jin Chen's shoulder: "Talking to you and pretending to be deaf!"

Jin Chen grabbed his arm; beneath the cold cap, his brows and eyes, partially veiled by a few strands of dark hair, were calm and slightly chilling.

"Ah—"

The male student erupted in a pig-slaughtering wail; though he made no movement, he felt his bones and flesh twisted to the extreme, as if they would be completely severed in the next second.

"Let go! Damn!!"

Those who had just mocked Jin Chen rushed forward, still cursing him for not knowing gratitude.

Zhou An watched impassively, his expression somewhat smug.

Having the status of Young Master is good; disciplining people doesn't require personal action.

Jin Chen flung off the constantly howling person, and when he took off his earphones he seemed somewhat irritated: "What are you barking about?"

Everyone: "……"

No wonder he heard nothing.

But Jin Chen actually said such a thing! Even his aloofness, when pressed, would curse.

Other classmates who felt this had nothing to do with them stood in the corner eating melon seeds, but also had no intention of helping.

One is a recommended student with no background, the other is the Young Master of the wealthiest family; everyone knows which side to take.

Jin Chen's retaliation, however, did not continue; he even sat back down.

In Yu Xing's worried gaze, he lowered his arm; the jacket had been messed up by that person's struggle earlier.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Suisheng angrily pushed open the door, seeing Jin Chen being blocked by several people in the corner, a lonely and forlorn sight.

Looking more closely, the person surrounded by admirers in the center turned out to be Zhou An.

Zhu Suisheng saw the person on the ground writhing in pain, realized a fight must have just occurred, glared fiercely at Zhou An, and strode in.

Just as everyone thought he was coming to find Zhou An, his brother, they saw Zhu Suisheng walk straight past everyone and go to Jin Chen's side.

The man about to act got scared and hastily withdrew his hand, not really understanding what was happening.

"How are you? You're not hurt, are you?" Zhu Suisheng asked Jin Chen, seeing his expression not good, then softened his voice: "You really are injured?"

"No."

As soon as Jin Chen finished speaking, Zhu Suisheng noticed his clothes were disheveled, obviously having just fought, "You still want to take them all on alone? Really foolish."

Yu Xing glanced at Zhu Suisheng, then at his brother Chen, and a gossipy curiosity slowly arose.

"Considering the candy you gave me last time, I'll grudgingly help you out." Zhu Suisheng tilted his head toward the standing Jin Chen, his gaze gradually lifting to look up at him, "But you also have to promise me something later."

Jin Chen rubbed his wrist, lowered his eyes to look at him, then nodded silently.

Only then did Zhu Suisheng narrow his eyes, "Alright, a promise is set."

He turned around, smiling at the onlookers: "You all leave first, okay?"

Zhu Suisheng then pointed at the few people standing beside Zhou An: "You can't leave."

This was a direct expulsion; the uninvolved classmates quickly left the classroom, as they understand the grudges of noble families.

When Zhu Suisheng faced Zhou An again, the corners of his mouth rose higher, smiling slyly and beautifully: "Didn't I tell you not to do little tricks behind my back?"

Zhu Suisheng walked over slowly, not worrying anyone would block him, and upon reaching Zhou An's front, raised his eyebrows: "Or perhaps these past few days you've become overly pleased with yourself and already forgotten?"

Zhou An, gloomy, gritted his teeth: "I didn't hit him again!"

How come Zhu Suisheng keeps appearing out of nowhere again and again! Compared to me, shouldn't the person Zhu Suisheng is more wary of be Jin Chen?

With so many eyes watching, Zhou An steeled himself a bit, speaking solemnly: "How can you doubt me without distinguishing right from wrong?"

"Yeah, yeah, Zhu classmate, you don't know—this Jin Chen simply doesn't know gratitude, actually refusing your brother's invitation; that's your family's banquet!" someone chimed in.

Zhu Suisheng snorted, "I thought it was something important."

He completely ignored Zhou An's increasingly dark expression, and curling his lips at the few who chimed in, said: "The Zhu family has a rule that if they haven't invited you, you must still go; he just arrived and doesn't understand yet."

A bad thought flashed in Zhou An's mind: "What are you going to do?"

Smack!

The crisp slap sounded especially deafening in the classroom.

Zhou An was slapped so suddenly he staggered back several steps, and the corner of his mouth split open, bleeding.

Zhu Suisheng looked at him with a smiling gaze, her crescent‑moon eyes curved with pleasure, her voice soft as if they were on good terms.

"Teach you the rules, you must remember from now on, bro, bro."

The few people helping Zhou An: "..." Are you guys from a rich family, your relations this tense?

【Fierce, truly fierce.】 Ling Gun Gun watched the progress bar of the villain side mission 1 keep rising, and sighed: 【Fortunately, Host, you gave the opportunity to the protagonist attacker.】

Yu Xing cautiously approached Jin Chen, still couldn't resist gossiping, whispered: "Chen bro, Zhu classmate isn't... venting for you, is she?"

Jin Chen gazed at the beautiful and radiant Zhu Suisheng, finally the corner of his lips curled into a slight arc, "En."

Yu Xing:!!!

Zhou An had his face completely torn apart, wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, desperately suppressing the urge to retaliate.

"You insist on opposing me like this; if things get exposed, do you think you can get away unscathed?"

Zhu Suisheng: "You can try."

Zhou An: "..."

Now Shi Qian only feels guilty toward him, which can't compare to her kindness toward Zhu Suisheng; trying now is utterly useless.

Zhou An gave Jin Chen a vicious glance, then burst out the door.

Jin Chen received several apologies in succession, his expression indifferent as he shifted his gaze, landing on Zhu Suisheng.

Zhu Suisheng saw that the irrelevant people had left, she gave a tsundere smile and beckoned to Jin Chen: "Come over, I have something for you."