A Fairy Descends to Earth

After Liu Chang'an and An Nuan entered the school in the morning, only Zhu Juntang remained standing near the entrance of the Affiliated High School high school.

As a fairy who overlooks the entire city from the top floor of Baolong Center every day, Zhu Juntang feels like she has descended to earth when she stands on the ground.

As for the opinions of ordinary people, of course, there is no need to care. Zhu Juntang teased Nong Xinrui not because she thought highly of Nong Xinrui, but because she wanted to try to imitate Liu Chang'an's approach.

Liu Chang'an can fight, and so can Zhu Juntang!

Liu Chang'an naturally has superpowers, while Zhu Juntang's superpower is being extremely rich. Although there are many extremely rich people in the world, unlike Liu Chang'an's superpower which is so rare, a superpower is a superpower. No matter how common it may seem, it is still very useful.

She felt she had only played a trick on Nong Xinrui, but Nong Xinrui didn't see it that way. For a woman, the chance of enduring being raped in private was far greater than the chance of publicly humiliating her and then swallowing her anger.

"I'm standing right here. If you're so capable, call over your whole van Bread Man... a whole van full of people!" Nong Xinrui was hysterical, her words were incoherent, but she knew in her heart that the other party had beaten her up just to embarrass her and make her feel some pain. Even after so long, she still felt the physical injuries, which gave her confidence, and the other party ultimately dared not go too far.

"Are you stupid?" After saying that, Zhu Juntang added disdainfully, "Who told you that's one of my people? Maybe human traffickers saw that you were pretty enough and wanted to sell you to India as a wife."

You just admitted it yourself!

"I'm denying it now!"

"You... I'm calling the police!"

Zhu Juntang didn't have time to argue with Nong Xinrui. Liu Chang'an was already gone, so there was no point in continuing. Zhu Juntang waved her hand, telling her to call the police if she wanted. The bodyguards separated Nong Xinrui, and Zhu Juntang went back to her car on her own.

Watching the Rolls-Royce drive away, Nong Xinrui took a picture of the license plate and had someone check the number.

"This car belongs to Baojun Company. Why are you investigating this?" The call came back quickly.

"What kind of company is Baojun?" Nong Xinrui had never heard of it. Nong Xinrui had contact with all the prominent and influential companies in Junsha.

"That Baolong Center on Jiefang West Road, the Baolong Resort Hotel near Risha, and many shopping malls, supermarkets, and real estate projects—those things using the Baolong name are all... Sister Nong, why are you asking about this company? You absolutely can't touch them..."

Nong Xinrui couldn't listen anymore and hung up the phone. It was common for the company and its real estate brand to have different names; everyone usually called it "Baolong," but they weren't so familiar with the project company's name... The surname Zhu... Nong Xinrui felt a chill run down her spine. When the other party introduced themselves, why hadn't she thought that this person with the surname Zhu was the same person with the surname Zhu?

A while ago, an important figure from the Zhu Family came to Junsha and was received by the leader of South Hunan. Nong Xinrui was not qualified to report or interview on such an occasion, but she was not completely ignorant of the situation.

Are you stupid? Nong Xinrui felt she was truly stupid. Could Pu Shougeng be deliberately messing with her? No, Pu Shougeng probably didn't even know that Liu Chang'an was so close to the Zhu Family!

Pu Shougeng knew this, but what Pu Shougeng was considering was clearly different from what Nong Xinrui was thinking, and what he wanted to do was not as simple as he had told Nong Xinrui.

After Nong Xinrui finished her phone call with Pu Shougeng, she still used her connections to get into the Affiliated High School, because she was there not only to interview Liu Chang'an, but also to talk to the Affiliated High School's leaders about Liu Chang'an.

The person who received Nong Xinrui was Qian Shangxue, a vice principal of the Affiliated High School high school.

After they sat down, Qian Shangxue immediately turned on the voice recorder he had brought. A relaxed smile finally appeared on his face. He was afraid that these reporters would take things out of context, so he recorded something himself to avoid being misled and having no evidence to refute them.

"Principal Qian, are you keeping an eye on me?" Nong Xinrui said with a smile.

"No, no, it's just making a backup. It's a school rule; we have to make backups for all interviews," Qian Shangxue chuckled.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. We understand that your school has an outstanding student named Liu Chang'an who recently risked his life to save others, and your school awarded him a substantial reward of 200,000 yuan. May I ask how this reward amount was determined?"

"Because it coincided with the LF learning activity, and given Liu Chang'an's impoverished family background, we awarded him the maximum possible prize. Moreover, this amount wasn't determined by us; it came from Professor Liu's education fund. The foundation deemed it worthy of high praise and wanted to award the maximum prize. Our school could only submit the list; the final result wasn't up to us." Qian Shangxue readily agreed. The reason for such a large award wasn't solely due to self-sacrifice; the school would inevitably face some pressure and scrutiny. However, as long as the explanation was plausible and well-founded, attributing it to a privately established scholarship, no one could argue. It was their money; they had the money, and it wasn't their problem if it went down the drain.

"Professor Liu's donation of his research grant to your university was quite a sensation back then. However, Professor Liu's reputation seems to have suffered since then. Now your university still uses his scholarship to encourage outstanding students. Isn't that somewhat ironic?" Nong Xinrui habitually sought out topics that could attract some attention.

"Who said that? What's so sarcastic? How can a journalist use gossip to slander kind-hearted people who are dedicated to helping students?" Qian Shangxue snorted heavily.

Nong Xinrui then realized her topic and continued to ask about Liu Chang'an. She was now more composed; she was ultimately following her plan to promote Liu Chang'an. Even if the Zhu Family had connections with Liu Chang'an, they wouldn't target a reporter who was promoting Liu Chang'an, would they? As for the public pressure and consequences Liu Chang'an would face later, that was Pu Shougeng's doing; she wouldn't get involved in what happened after that.

After buying the phones, Liu Chang'an and An Nuan went to the service center to renew their phone numbers.

Inserting a SIM card cannot be done with one hand, so Liu Chang'an had to let go of An Nuan's hand.

An Nuan pouted. He wouldn't even hold her hand over something as simple as putting in a SIM card? Couldn't he have done it at home?

Thinking this to herself, An Nuan still tugged at his sleeve as she watched him work. Once he finished assembling, she placed her hand in his palm.

Holding hands seems to be addictive; An Nuan suspects that buds will sprout from her damp, warm palms in a little while.

Just like a budding girl's heart, it has already sprouted grass.

An Nuan took a picture of herself and Liu Chang'an holding hands, and used it as her phone wallpaper and screensaver; it was a very meaningful keepsake.

Maybe it will be someone else in the future, An Nuan thought shyly, but this must be the last time she takes the initiative! If this guy doesn't make any progress, holding hands in the future will be his final return gift!

Although he didn't say it, An Nuan felt that their relationship had been established or progressed in some kind of ritualistic way, so she naturally asked him to take her back.

If she were to run into Professor Liu Yuewang, would it be seen as a provocation? An Nuan wondered as she returned to the entrance of her residential compound, only to encounter Professor Ling and her daughter, Han Zhizhi.

"Wow!" Han Zhizhi rushed over excitedly.

An Nuan quickly let go of Liu Chang'an's hand and ran over to stop Han Zhizhi, lest she make a fuss and shout. Even though she was boldly holding Liu Chang'an's hand to go home, she would definitely feel a little embarrassed if they were seen by acquaintances.

"Go back first, and let me know in three minutes," An Nuan said to Liu Chang'an.

Liu Chang'an nodded, watching An Nuan and Han Zhizhi leave. He had a smile on his face, but in his heart, he thought of the phrase "holding hands and growing old together." For him, this was basically impossible, but if the Shangguan Family's little girl could do it, why couldn't others?

We should proceed gradually.

This is the bonus chapter for yesterday's 4500 words. I'm going to sleep now. Please give me Various Requests.