The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot

Chapter 194: Chapter 194 Fate

“Zhong Nianyao, don’t be so smug.”

Even upon hearing Zhong Nianyao’s words, Chen Lianlian showed no anger. “Everything has been settled now, and you will soon have to fulfill the bet and never meet Zhao Xuan Lang again.”

The thought alone excited her.

“Okay, Lianlian, let’s go first,” Shen Yixue tugged at Chen Lianlian’s sleeve, although not very sincerely, “The results aren’t out yet! Wouldn’t it be better to wait until they are released before talking?”

Though brief, her words clearly conveyed the belief that Zhong Nianyao couldn’t possibly win.

However, this speculation was not baseless.

Nianyao’s grades were usually mediocre. Even if she had improved, it was unlikely she’d make an abrupt leap into the top ten. Moreover, Tenglong Academy’s invigilation system was strict; not even a mosquito could sneak in, let alone an opportunity to cheat.

“True,” Chen Lianlian said, looking at Zhong Nianyao with sarcasm in her eyes, “Nianyao, you have three more days to relax. Afterwards, you better abide by the bet, or I won’t let you off.”

“Chen Lianlian, why are you always hassling my boss?” Zhao Xuan Lang rushed over and retorted, “Why are you so annoying! Besides, what does it matter if you win? I don’t like you, and it has nothing to do with the boss. You don’t think that if the boss doesn’t see me, I will start to like you, do you?”

“I’m telling you, that’s impossible. I don’t like you, and that’s that.”

His words left Chen Lianlian especially embarrassed, her eyes brimming with tears. She stomped and yelled at Zhao Xuan Lang, “I hate you.”

After shouting, she turned and ran away.

Seeing this, Shen Yixue quickly followed.

Watching Shen Yixue and Chen Lianlian run away, Zhao Xuan Lang approached with a smug look, “Boss, did you see how awesome I am? As soon as I arrived, I sent them packing. If they dare to bother you again, I’ll keep scolding them.”

Zhong Nianyao held her forehead, “Alright, go away already! I have things to do!”

“Eh, boss, I just helped you out and now you’re sending me away already?” Zhao Xuan Lang continued to follow Zhong Nianyao, chattering non-stop, “You can’t just abandon me after crossing the river! I’m your bro, you—”

Zhong Nianyao shot Zhao Xuan Lang a warning look, “If you don’t shut up right now, the bet won’t need to take effect. From now on, don’t ever appear in front of me again.”

Upon hearing Nianyao’s words, Zhao Xuan Lang promptly placed his hand to his mouth, zipping it shut, and dared not speak another word.

However, he continued to follow Zhong Nianyao. He figured she was probably going to set up her stall on Tongtian Bridge and decided to tag along for the fun.

And so, Zhao Xuan Lang followed Zhong Nianyao all the way to the school gate before he happily spoke, “Boss, are you heading to Tongtian Bridge? I’ll take you there now.”

After asking, he received no reply from Zhong Nianyao. Turning to look at her, he realized she was gazing ahead.

Following her gaze, he saw a car slowly approach and stop in front of them; then a man in black stepped out from the back seat.

Even as a man himself, upon seeing this man in black, Zhao Xuan Lang couldn’t help but be stunned. He considered himself quite handsome, but next to this man, he felt utterly insignificant. Especially his aura, as if he looked down upon the world, made Zhao Xuan Lang feel ashamed.

The man in black, Lu Yichen, slowly approached Zhong Nianyao and glanced at the bothersome Zhao Xuan Lang, raising an eyebrow, “Is this—”

“He’s sorta my little brother,” Zhong Nianyao explained, then feeling like her hasty explanation seemed too deliberate, she quickly changed the subject, “Lu Yichen, did you install a tracker on me or something? Or maybe you can tell fortunes? How come I always run into you every time I leave the school gate?”

Hearing Zhong Nianyao’s comment, Lu Yichen chuckled softly, then spoke, “Why don’t you think it might be fate between us?”

“Unfortunately, I don’t believe that,” Zhong Nianyao shook her head, “There’s no chance of any fate between us.”

“You’re a fortuneteller yourself, so how come you don’t believe in fate?” Lu Yichen wasn’t upset and continued to smile, “Moreover, how do you know there’s no fate between us? Our meeting is a kind of fate, isn’t it?”

Nianyao’s ears reddened slightly, but her expression didn’t change, remaining as calm as ever, “Alright, I don’t have time to babble with you, I’ve got to go set up my stall!”

“Join me for a meal,” Lu Yichen promptly invited.

“Sorry, not interested,” Zhong Nianyao flatly refused, “And I’m not hungry.”

“Lu Yichen, are you—”

The somewhat slow Zhao Xuan Lang finally caught on at this point; he’d been pondering the identity of this Lu Yichen. Now, suddenly recalling, his voice raised excitedly. But before he could say much more, Zhong Nianyao cut him off.

“Shut up.” Zhong Nianyao’s voice was quiet, but the chill in it was frightening enough, “If this causes a commotion, you won’t get to speak ever again.”

His mouth promptly snapped shut, the bubbling gossip quenched, and he spoke much more quietly, “So you’re from the Lu Family, boss! You’re amazing, knowing people from the Lu Family.”

Zhong Nianyao ignored Zhao Xuan Lang and turned to Lu Yichen, waving her hand, “Alright, goodbye.”

With that, she planned to leave. However, what Lu Yichen said next successfully halted her steps.

“My dear brother’s wife has made lunch plans with your cousin. Interested in joining them? I’ve booked the adjacent private room. Maybe you’ll find out some interesting things!”