Chapter 318: You’re Just an Unqualified Outsider

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

It was 7:30 in the morning. It was time for Murong Qiao to go to cla.s.s.

However, she met the most unlikely person at the entrance of her house.

Murong Zheng, who should have been working in the central hospital for research, was standing in front of her now. He was dressed casually and had his hands in his pockets, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

“I’ll send you to school.” Murong Zheng’s expression was indifferent.

A trace of confusion flashed across Murong Qiao’s face. “Second Brother, you don’t have to go to work?”

She asked hesitantly. Then, before she could react, the bag in her hand was taken away by Murong Chuan and held in his hand.

Work? His Little Sister was already about to be s.n.a.t.c.hed away by others.

He covered the sneer that almost overflowed from his throat and walked to the elevator with a normal expression to press the b.u.t.ton.

“Let’s go.” Murong Chuan took a step forward first.

Seeing this, Murong Qiao could only quickly follow.

As expected, when Murong Qiao walked to the entrance of Hui University, Nan Jin was already waiting there.

“Qiaoqiao, this is breakfast I brought for you today—”

Nan Jin habitually wanted to stuff the bag into Murong Qiao’s hands, but this time, it did not go as smoothly as usual.

Because a broad and powerful figure stood between him and Murong Qiao, blocking Nan Jin’s vision of Murong Qiao. It was completely dazzling.

Nan Jin frowned. Just as he was about to look up and say who was so blind, he met Murong Zheng’s cold eyes.

“She doesn’t accept things from strangers.” His voice was so cold that it made his skin crawl.

Murong Zheng looked at the person called Nan Jin in front of him and sized him up. Then, he came up with an unimpressed comment.

With just this bit of ability, you wanted to s.n.a.t.c.h my Little Sister? Dream on.

Nan Jin disliked this man who suddenly appeared, and his tone became much harsher.

“What has my concern for Qiaoqiao got to do with you?”

“Of course it has to me. I’m her Big Brother. Who are you? What right do you have to address her so intimately?”

The two’s words were filled with the smell of gunfire. They stood there as if neither of them would give in.

However, Murong Zheng raised his eyebrows casually and revealed a domineering aura. As soon as he stood there and spoke, his aura suppressed Nan Jin.

However, the second half of Mu Rong Zheng’s sentence struck right at the core of Nan Jin’s heart, brutally targeting his vulnerable spot and stabbing him deep. He even twisted the knife, causing the flesh to deform, and in an instant, Nan Jin’s complexion turned almost deathly pale.

“You—” He was angry, but his voice was hoa.r.s.e.

It was undeniable that Murong Zheng’s words were indeed effective.

Murong Qiao had long left the Nan family. In theory, Nan Jin should not think of himself as her Big Brother anymore. In fact, other than being related by blood, Nan Jin did not dare to say that he’s Murong Qiao’s brother.

He had done so many wrong things and felt that he was a sinner. He only hoped to obtain Murong Qiao’s forgiveness.

Murong Zheng snorted unquestionably. “As her elder brother, 1’11 naturally take good care of Qiaoqiao. It’s not your place to care.”

He pointed out Nan Jin’s ident.i.ty as an outsider. Seeing that the other party’s face was getting paler and paler, Murong Zheng smiled in satisfaction.

“Also—” Murong Zheng focused his attention on the breakfast in Nan Jin’s hand.

He stretched out his fingertips and gently picked up the bag. His unwillingness to touch it was obvious disdain.

Murong Zheng frowned when he saw the fried dough sticks inside. “You don’t even know what she likes to eat. There’s no need to do this anymore.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bag was thrown into the trash can beside him with an exquisite and accurate parabola.

There was a m.u.f.fled sound as it landed.

Nan Jin was so angry that he couldn’t speak when he saw Murong Zheng throw the breakfast he wanted to give Murong Qiao into the trash can.

It was not that he did not want to flare up, but—

Nan Jin’s gaze pa.s.sed Murong Zheng and landed on Murong Qiao, who was expressionless and did not react. His heart seemed to have been ruthlessly stung.

He opened his mouth, but at this moment, he was too ashamed to even say the word Qiaoqiao.

“Big Brother.”

Hearing the girl’s clear and ethereal voice soften and call him Big Brother, Nan Jin immediately looked up as if he had grasped hope.

Murong Qiao had a soft and sweet smile on her face, and her expression was extremely obedient.

But that smile was not directed at him.

Murong Qiao tugged at her Second Brother’s sleeve. “Let’s go. Cla.s.s is starting soon.”

As her light voice dissipated in the air, Nan Jin’s eyes that’d lit up with hope, dimmed again.

Even his breathing seemed to carry a bone-chilling temperature, causing Nan Jin’s heart to ache.

Murong Zheng naturally followed his Little Sister. After all, cla.s.s was much more important than Nan Jin.

The two of them walked through the school gate. When Murong Qiao pa.s.sed by Nan Jin, she did not even look at him.

Nan Jin stood at the door in a daze for a long time.

“Alright, Second Brother, I’m going to cla.s.s.” Murong Qiao walked to the door of the teaching building and said goodbye to Murong Zheng.

She smiled and waved her hand. “Otherwise, I’ll be late for Third Brother’s cla.s.s.”

Murong Chuan’s cla.s.ses had always been strict. Although she was his Little Sister, Murong Qiao had never had the intention of letting her take the opportunity to slack off.

“Alright, I know,” Murong Zheng replied.

‘He knows?’

Murong Qiao’s eyes were blank for a moment. Before she could figure out what Murong Zheng meant, there was an additional weight in her hand.

She hurriedly took her bag. “Then I’ll go to cla.s.s first!”

There were still five minutes left. Murong Qiao simply turned around and went upstairs after saying goodbye.

When she ran up and pushed open the door, her eyes met Murong Chuan’s.

“Please take a seat as soon as possible,” Murong Chuan reminded calmly.

Murong Qiao hurriedly ran to the seat Yang Xin had saved for her and sat down, beginning to focus on cla.s.s.

“The content of this lesson is related to this picture. Look here first…”

Murong Chuan’s voice came from the stage.

As Murong Qiao followed his train of thought, she scribbled down the relevant points in her notebook.

Yang Xin didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but throughout the entire cla.s.s, Murong Chuan’s gaze seemed to be looking in her direction, intentionally or otherwise.

It felt strange.

The lesson pa.s.sed quickly.

“Phew—” Yang Xin took a deep breath, as if she had been relieved of a burden.

After cla.s.s, she naturally couldn’t help but have the desire to speak. “Qiaoqiao, why do I feel that Professor Murong’s cla.s.s is a little different today?”

Yang Xin scratched her head, as if she was also puzzled by her own words, but she felt that her intuition was right.

It was not that she was not in the mood to attend cla.s.s, but Professor Murong’s gaze kept looking over, making Yang Xin think that she had made a mistake.

“How so?” Murong Qiao looked up.

Yang Xin opened her mouth. “I can’t say. 1 just think, I think…”

“I feel like he’s always looking at you!”

She finally blurted out the words she wanted to say.

“But your results have been quite good recently. Could it be that you have a conflict with Professor Murong?!” Yang Xin’s imagination could be said to be wild.

Murong Qiao knocked her head helplessly. “Nonsense.”

Murong Chuan had always been strict and demanding about his work. How could he be distracted by her?

This topic was left unsettled following the bell of the next cla.s.s.

However, Murong Chuan was indeed looking at Murong Qiao and cared a lot.

After returning to the office, he reached out to pick up the information beside him and glanced at it.

Murong Chuan decided to wait for his Little Sister to finish her last cla.s.s tonight and take the initiative to send her home, not giving that person called Nan Xuan a chance.

They’re not allowed to even think of s.n.a.t.c.hing his sister away..