TLCBITAR Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Is my Scumbag Brother Acting?

The sun slanted westward, casting a radiant glow.

Zhou Zhou, nursing his bruised lip, ambled slowly towards the villa in his black flip-flops, walking against the sunlight.

“Young Master Zhou, the kitchen has afternoon tea prepared by Young Master Gu. Would you like to have some?” A woman around forty years old walked out of the kitchen, smiling as she asked Zhou Zhou.

“No, thanks. I have no appetite.” Zhou Zhou walked slowly to the sofa and sat down, pulling out his phone and turning on the front-facing camera.

“Hiss, I really can’t go around picking up girls.” He touched his swollen and bruised lip, wincing in pain, and felt regret.

Luckily, Chen Sisi had stopped that big guy, or he would have lost a tooth today.

With a “ding,” a message arrived from an unknown number.

He frowned and casually tapped open the message.

[Remember to study the scriptures. Pop quiz tomorrow.]

Without guessing, he knew this unknown number belonged to Pei Yanlie. As for how he knew his number, Zhou Zhou was well aware.

As the male lead of this novel world, there was nothing that power couldn’t solve.

Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes and retorted dismissively, “Ha, are you my teacher? A pop quiz, really.”

His slender fingers tapped the screen, quickly typing a line of words.

At this moment, Pei Yanlie sat in the armchair in the president’s office of Tianchuang Technology Company. His phone vibrated slightly. He put down the pen in his hand and picked up the phone to take a look.

[Threw them in the trash. Don’t bother me!]

His face instantly darkened, anger churning in his eyes. He pursed his lips and tapped the phone number with his fingertip.

The ringtone rang for a few seconds before being hung up. He laughed in anger, his whole body radiating a chilling coldness.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

The office door was knocked on. Pei Yanlie composed himself and said in a low voice, “Come in.”

“President Pei, this is the information the agency just found. Please take a look.” Assistant Xiao Liu walked in with a stack of documents and said respectfully.

Pei Yanlie took the documents and lowered his head to flip through them.

“Zhou Zhou’s personality and style have changed greatly before and after the start of school.”

“He used to be timid and taciturn, and was diagnosed with autism by the hospital.”

“Now, although he wears the same skin, it’s as if he has a different core. His behavior is flamboyant and arrogant.”

“He used to seem to be homosexual and had a crush on Gu Yuanci, the young master of the Gu family.”

“But now he behaves like a straight man everywhere, and has close contact with the girls in his class, including this afternoon, when he was hugging women in the black bar.”

Assistant Xiao Liu wanted to continue speaking, but seeing President Pei’s dark face, the flames in his eyes seemed about to turn into reality and burn out.

He immediately closed his mouth and silently walked out of the president’s office.

Pei Yanlie put down the torn and tattered documents, feeling an inexplicable surge of intense anger in his heart.

His brows were tightly furrowed together, the annoyance between his eyebrows was very obvious, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were downturned, making the lines on his face cold and hard.

He didn’t expect Zhou Zhou’s existence to have such a big impact on him. The pair of phoenix eyes filled with watery mist appeared again in his mind. The reddish, slightly raised corners of his eyes seemed to have hooks, making his body gradually heat up.

The unfamiliar feeling made him stand up immediately, his face becoming even darker.

This feeling of being out of control was something that had never happened to him in his 25 years. A sense of crisis lingered in his heart, and it was impossible to dispel it for a long time.

“Zhou Zhou,” a low and cold voice, with a strong sense of aggression, made people shudder.

On the other side, Zhou Zhou slumped on the sofa, holding his phone with both hands and watching a melodramatic romance.

A chill suddenly crept up his tailbone, and a pile of goosebumps quickly rose on his body. He felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

He didn’t hold his phone steady for a moment, and with a “thud,” it fell on his nose.

“Ow!” He wailed in pain, and tears immediately welled up in the corners of his eyes.

“What the hell is going on? Could there be a female ghost following me?” He sat up, covering his nose with one hand, and looked around, but there was no one there.

In the huge villa, it seemed that he was the only living person. The auntie in the kitchen had disappeared.

The sun had already set, and the lights in the villa were not turned on, so the light gradually dimmed.

He swallowed and quickly got up, taking a few steps to the door and turning on the living room lights.

The bright light suddenly stung his eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and took a step back.

His body bumped into a wall of flesh. He felt a chill down his spine and immediately exclaimed in surprise and ran forward a few steps.

Zhou Jin frowned and asked, seeing his younger brother looking overly frightened, “Why are you making such a fuss? Did you see a ghost?”

Zhou Zhou’s face was pale. He patted his chest and complained speechlessly, “You don’t make any noise when you walk. Are you trying to scare your brother to death?”

Zhou Jin raised his eyebrows and teased, “Did you do something wrong?”

“There aren’t even any shadows of ghosts in your villa.”

After speaking, he went back to the sofa and lay down again, in a lazy and boneless posture.

Zhou Jin walked into the kitchen, his tone light and vaguely carrying a hint of a smile, “Tsk, tsk, aren’t you fearless? Are you afraid of ghosts?”

He lifted the lid of the pot, which contained several plates of cooked dishes. He reached out and touched them. They were still warm. He turned his head to look at the living room and raised his voice, “You don’t have to wait for me to eat next time. Just eat first if you’re hungry.”

“Is the cooking auntie you hired an hourly worker? No wonder she suddenly disappeared.” Zhou Zhou was still lying on the sofa, unwilling to move. His two long legs were bent and crossed together, gently shaking.

Zhou Jin brought the food to the dining table, shaking his head helplessly and said, “Aren’t you hungry? Or should I bring it to you?”

“Okay, I’m coming.” He rubbed his nose, slowly sat up, put on his flip-flops, and walked slowly to the dining room with a slight hunch in his back.

Zhou Jin had already filled his rice bowl, a big bowl full, still steaming.

The two brothers sat opposite each other.

One ate slowly and methodically, with elegant movements.

The other ate voraciously, with an excited expression on his face.

Zhou Jin swallowed his food, his eyes with a hint of tenderness, and asked softly, “You have that expression every time you eat. Is it that delicious?”

“I’ve never had anything so delicious before.” Zhou Zhou looked up at him and said seriously, then shoveled a large mouthful of rice into his mouth, stuffing his cheeks full.

Zhou Jin looked at him with a complicated expression and asked in a deep voice, “Is the Zhou family making you drink the northwest wind?”

“Ah hmm,” Zhou Zhou was busy eating and answered casually.

“What’s wrong with your mouth?”

“I ate spicy hot pot and got a fever.”

After eating his fill, he slumped in his chair, covering his stomach, and casually asked, “Why doesn’t your good buddy come to find you?”

Zhou Jin put down his bowl and licked the grease on his lips, “Who are you talking about?”

“Who else? Your clingy candy.” Zhou Zhou looked at him meaningfully and teased.

A hint of tenderness quickly flashed in Zhou Jin’s eyes, which Zhou Zhou caught. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, “Tell me honestly, are you gay?”

“Cough, cough, children shouldn’t ask so much.” Zhou Jin did not answer directly, but vaguely dodged the question.

He tapped his finger lightly on the table, drawing out the tone, and accused, “Oh~ a scumbag.”

Zhou Jin raised his hand and adjusted his glasses, saying in an annoyed tone, “Where am I a scumbag?”

“Stringing people along, isn’t that the behavior of a scumbag?”

Zhou Jin looked a little frustrated, his tone full of loneliness, “You’re overthinking it. Gu Yuanci isn’t gay. It’s just my wishful thinking.”

Zhou Zhou: …

He stared unblinkingly at the scumbag brother across from him, thinking that this expression didn’t seem fake.

So he tentatively said, “Gu Yuanci has someone he likes.”

Zhou Jin’s eyes widened suddenly, and his glasses were startled askew. He said in disbelief, “Hey, hey, don’t scare me. Who does he like?”

Is this acting or is he really unaware?

Zhou Zhou curled his lips and said nothing more.