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Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother
Chapter 80 - 80 The Correct WayChapter 80: Chapter 80 The Correct Way
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Cheng Zelin’s anger was burning, but he had no place to vent it. He clenched his fists and reached out to pull Jiang Jinshi’s arm.
“Damn you, kid! How dare you scold me!”
Lu Yang grabbed his wrist and scowled. She uttered coldly, “You can donate your arm if you don’t want it.”
As she lowered her eyes, her pupils flashed with a brilliant sharpness, and a cold and intense oppression could be felt.
Cheng Zelin felt a chill down his spine, and his heart was filled with fear.
He remembered that Lu Yang was the easiest to bully. She would always swallow her anger and smile. She was weak and useless.
“Why is she like this now?” he thought.
Just when Cheng Zelin was caught in his thoughts, Lu Yang twisted his wrist. He cried out in agony from the sharp pain.
“Ah! My arm!”
In disgust, Lu Yang let go of his hand. In agony, Cheng Zelin clutched his arm. His face turned vicious from the anguish.
He wanted to say a bunch of harsh words, but the words that came out of his mouth lacked substance. Cheng Zelin glared angrily. “Lu Yang, are you trying to kill me?”
Jiang Jinshi blinked his large eyes and wanted to applaud, but he held back. He mused, “Sister Yangyang said we shouldn’t be too loud.”
Lu Yang pursed her lips and smiled. “I just shook hands with you in a friendly manner.”
Cheng Zelin’s face turned pale.
Lu Yang had indeed twisted his wrist slightly just now, but the force and the angle of the twist seemed to be calculated. Just a little movement was enough to make him feel intense pain.
Lu Yang turned around and stooped down. She glanced at Jiang Jinshi’s watch and heaved a sigh of relief when she confirmed that his heart rate was normal. She held his hand again and said briskly, “Let’s go.”
“All right.” Jiang Jinshi did not forget to turn around and make a face at Cheng Zelin.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCheng Zelin, who had gone for wool and came back shorn, was enraged and in pain, but he could do nothing to them.
The library had a large collection of books. Lu Yang found a children’s book for Jiang Jinshi and asked him to sit by the side to read it. Meanwhile, she went to look for the materials He Huaijing had asked her to.
He Huaijing’s list was very detailed, and they were all from a long time ago. There was no electronic version of the articles, only paper editions. When she looked for it, she had to read through it to extract useful information.
The process was slow, and by the time she finished, the sky had already turned dark.
After finishing his book, Jiang Jinshi turned to look at her. His eyelids began to feel heavy, and he quickly nodded off.
Lu Yang wasn’t in a hurry and sat at the side, waiting for him to wake up naturally. In the meantime, Jiang Yanzhou sent her a few messages.
Jiang Yanzhou sent a text: “Have you eaten?”
Lu Yang replied to his text: “Not yet since Xiaoshi fell asleep. I’ll take him to eat something and send him back later. ”
Jiang Yanzhou responded: “Okay. I heard that the variety show is going to resume filming. ”
Lu Yang replied: “Yes, it’s in three days.”
Jiang Yanzhou answered: “Okay.”
Lu Yang was confused by his response.
When Jiang Jinshi woke up, Lu Yang brought him to Yotel Restaurant for dinner before sending him back to Laneway.
The car was on its way to Laneway.
Jiang Jinshi’s eyes brightened, and he revealed his little canine teeth. “Sister
Yangyang, I have my uncle’s swimming photo!”
“Swimming photo?” Lu Yang raised his eyebrows.
“Mhm! It’s super cool!”
Jiang Jinshi hung his head low, his fingers fiddling with the phone for a while before he showed her the screen again.
“This is it.”
The photos were probably taken secretly.
Jiang Yanzhou had just finished swimming and was standing by the pool, his short wet hair hanging down. He lowered his eyes, covering the coldness in his eyes.
His enure person exuded the aura of a mature man. However, his dazzled white skin and the bulging veins on his hands added a sense of fragility.
He was pretty toned.
Jiang Jinshi’s dark eyes rolled, and he said, “Sister Yangyang, I’ll send it to you.”
“No.” Lu Yang rejected him politely, and she mused, “This photo may look cool in your hands, but it’s a crime in my hands.”
Jiang Jinshi was at a loss. His little head was trying to figure out why, and he finally understood.
“It must be because my uncle didn’t know how to chase after someone that Sister Yangyang despised him,” he thought.
Having an unintelligent uncle, he felt helpless.
Jiang Jinshi had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he cheered Jiang Yanzhou on in his heart. The hand hidden behind his back quietly pressed down on the voice message, and he looked up again, full of energy. “Sister Yangyang, which hospital is Professor He working as a doctor at?”
“Jainex Hospital.”
“Really? I was born there.”
“What a coincidence.”
Lu Yang’s eyes curved into crescents as she reached to pinch his cheeks. “I have a lot of similarities with you.”
Not long after, Jiang Yanzhou received three messages, a voice message, a text message, and an emoji.
“Uncle, this is the right way to pursue someone. Learn from it!” Jiang Jinshi had attached a cheer-up emoji behind his text.
Although Jiang Jinshi had slept for two hours in the library, he was still a child. After a long day, he was drained and fell asleep again in the car.
Lu Yang had sent Jiang Yanzhou a message in advance. When the car stopped, Zhao Yanshu carried the sleeping Jiang Jinshi back.
Jiang Yanzhou’s gaze stopped on her face for two seconds before he asked, “Your medal is still in my study. Do you want to get it now?”
Lu Yang, who had long forgotten about this, looked up and smiled. “All right,” she said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe night was not yet dark, and thin clouds were floating in the sky. There was no trace of the moon or stars. When she stepped through the garden gate, a cool breeze came with a faint fragrance of flowers.
Lu Yang shifted her gaze. The orange lights shone on the flowers, giving off a dreamy glow.
It was well taken care of.
She praised him in her heart. Jiang Yanzhou poured her a glass of water. “Have some water.” “Thank you,” she said.
Lu Yang held the cup of water and roughly sized up the layout.
The study room’s decorations were on the cold side, and everything was arranged neatly without dust. It was easy to tell that the owner had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
He was much tidier than her brother.
Jiang Yanzhou walked to the table, opened the drawer, and took out an exquisite box.
Seeing the things in his hands, Lu Yang raised his eyebrows and asked, “Why did you give it a box?”
It was evident that the box was specially bought to hold the medal.
Jiang Yanzhou handed it to her. “I went to give you the award empty-handed last time. I didn’t have time to congratulate you.”
The box was a gift for her.
“Thank you. I’ll take it then.”
When she took it, Jiang Yanzhou’s fingers brushed against her warm palm, as light as a feather, short as a dream.
Lu Yang’s eyes glistened like stars. “Can I ask you another question?”
Jiang Yanzhou looked down at her. A smile spreading from his eyebrows to the corners of his mouth. “Are you not going to ask if I say no?”
Lu Yang blinked her eyes slowly. “You know me so well.”
Jiang Yanzhou averted his gaze without changing his expression. His voice was slightly hoarse. “Go ahead.”
Lu Yang was bewildered, and she mused, “Why does he look like he’s being teased?”
She was here to worm information out of him, not to tease him.
Lu Yang was at a loss. She didn’t think that this person was so thin-skinned.
“Didn’t they say that birds of a feather flock together? Where did Mingyu, who was so thick-skinned, get to know such a thin-skinned friend?” she mused..