Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 66

Chapter 66 The Hypocritical Young Master of the Noble Academy 1

Dark clouds pressed against the hemispherical dome of the library, and heavy rain and thunder overlapped, covering up the muffled sound of flesh rolling down the stairs.

The students walking by the stairs were all wearing dark green suits and uniforms. The special welcoming ceremony for new students in front of them did not conform to the people-oriented teaching philosophy of Parlan College, but they seemed to be used to it and turned a blind eye to it. They just glanced at it and left with a smile.

“Why are you so careless?” Three boys walked down the stairs slowly. The leader of the boys had a golden goshawk badge on his chest. He kicked the person on the ground and said with a casual smile, “You rolled down the stairs on purpose. Are you waiting for him to save you?”

“The senior asked me to supervise the discipline of self-study in the library. You ignore the rules of the student union and disobey the rules of the student union first. He hates unruly bullying of classmates. If he knew what happened today, he would definitely be unhappy.” The young man was pulled up by his hair by the follower behind the boy, revealing a bruised and swollen face. He gritted his teeth without any fear on his face, “No wonder he hates you so much.”

“As expected of a lackey trained by the student union,” I don’t know which words stepped on the opponent’s tail. The boy’s shiny leather shoes stepped on his face, and his narrow eyes were half-squinted, and there was a haze between the protruding brows, “Since-”

There was a sudden pause in his words.

The heavy door of the library was slowly pushed open from the outside. The wind and cold rain took the opportunity to pour in, blowing the carefully taken care of several people’s hair into a mess.

Parren College has very strict school rules, including strictly prohibiting students from driving into the college, but this school rule obviously makes an exception for visitors.

A waiter in a black suit and vest respectfully opened the car door for him, holding an umbrella in one hand to ensure that those who got out of the car would not be contaminated by the cold raindrops.

It was already night, and it was very dark outside. Under the street lights, only the slender and thin waist of the person under the umbrella could be vaguely seen, as well as the pale finger bones hanging naturally from his side.

He walked into the library door, and the waiter on the side closed his umbrella. He couldn’t help but blush when he received a thank you from him.

“Xie Rong,” the boy stared straight at the cold, white and beautiful face of the visitor. His gaze traced from the tip of the man’s straight nose to the sharp chin that could be covered with one hand. There was strong interest in his eyes, “Why, you are here to be a Bodhisattva to save all sentient beings again?”

Xie Rong walked over, his soft forehead hair half covering his eyebrows, making him look extra gentle, but not making people feel too close.

He also wore a golden goshawk badge on his chest and walked straight past the boy, ignoring him.

The waist-length hair swayed in the wind and brushed the tip of the boy’s nose.

The boy licked his lips and reached out to hook a strand of hair, but the carefully maintained hair slipped easily from his fingers like silk.

The boy turned his head and watched Xie Rong reach out to help the person on the ground.

“Thank you, senior,” the man who was helped lowered his head, revealing the tips of his reddish ears, trying hard to hide his bruised face.

After Xie Rong helped him up, he quickly withdrew his hand without leaving any trace, seemingly not seeing the lost look in his eyes.

“Hindering the work of the student union and bullying classmates,” Xie Rong smiled, “Xu Xi, apart from these two things, you have nothing to do?”

Xu Xi slouched back, leaning against the wall, folding his arms, staring at him, raising his eyebrows provocatively, “Then you can find something for me to do?”

Xie Rong looked around, picked up a broom from the corner, and threw it into Xu Xi’s arms, “Parlen is very big, you can start sweeping from the north gate.”

After saying that, he did not look at Xu Xi’s downcast face. He turned to the student union officer with a bruised nose and face and said warmly: “Follow me, don’t be afraid.”

He took the person to the car, waited for the waiter to get the medicine box, carefully applied the medicine to the wounds on his face, and patiently calmed the person’s emotions before saying goodbye to him.

The black car drove away from the library, and the young man who got off the car still stood there, watching in the rain.

In the car, Xie Rong leaned back on the back seat and glanced down at the wet footprints beside the car door. “After you get to the dormitory, wash the car from the inside out.”

After a pause, he explained casually with a smile: “Maybe it rained too much today, and I always feel that there is a disgusting musty smell in the car. Don’t you smell it?”

The waiter who drove the car whispered yes without any rebuttal, even though the car had just been washed when he went out today.

The black car drove smoothly into the villa area.

As the top boarding school in the empire, Parren College brings together almost all the noble children of the empire to study here. Of course, it will also provide students with excellent accommodation conditions.

In order to satisfy all the nobles, when the academy was founded, color badges representing different levels were customized for the students according to the strict and insurmountable strata among the nobles.

Gold is at the top, followed by silver, purple again, and blue last.

There are only four students with golden badges in the entire college. The college specially designated a villa area for these four students, one for each student.

The southern area where Xie Rong lives is his exclusive villa and dormitory.

As soon as the car stopped, the butler who had been waiting for a long time opened the door for him thoughtfully.

The housekeeper was forced by his family to take care of his daily life. Of course, Xie Rong did feel that the family member was more in line with his wishes, so he did not refuse.

As soon as he entered the villa, the smile on his face completely disappeared, his soft forehead and eyebrows were no longer gentle, and he was as gloomy as the dark clouds gathering outside the window.

Xie Rong went straight to the second floor and entered the bedroom. He opened the bathroom door and stopped in front of the sink.

He stared at himself in the mirror with blood-red eyelids, turned on the faucet, applied hand sanitizer and disinfectant, rubbed the bubbles with his ten fingers, and rinsed them with water.

He was so proficient in this process that after the seventh time, he accidentally rubbed the already delicate and thin skin of his knuckles.

The slight sting was like a switch, completely breaking the bank of Xie Rong, who was already tense.

He grabbed the glass bottle containing orange-flavored hand sanitizer and slammed it on the ground, his eyes red with anger and watery eyes.

The housekeeper who was about to come in holding a towel stopped at the door.

“How long will I have to endure these lowly special admissions students?” Xie Rong’s voice trembled slightly, and he brushed his hands with a brush deliberately made with fine soft bristles nervously. “He actually dared to touch me with those dirty hands full of thick calluses, and he still refused me to give him medicine!”

“It’s so dirty… it’s so dirty… I can even think of how much filthy and vile garbage he has touched with this hand, and he actually wants me to pick up that broom myself. Is his eye blind?”

“Master, the car has been sent for cleaning,” the housekeeper comforted him warmly and stepped forward to smooth his slightly messy collar. “Master is the best and most perfect heir to the Xie family. Everything he did today was just to make the road easier for those who inherit the family in the future, leaving those people speechless.”

Xie Rong’s mood gradually calmed down.

The butler was right, nothing was more important than his perfect aristocratic posture.