Gu Yue: I Discovered a Huge Loophole

Xie Xie no longer cared about maintaining his cool, aloof image.

He clutched a chicken leg in one hand and a bowl of soup in the other, his mouth glistening with grease as he ate.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, looked exactly like refugees who had just been released from a camp.

Even though they had already eaten breakfast.

Even though they were already so full they felt like vomiting.

But... this was a top-tier medicinal meal worth 190,000 per table.

What was dignity compared to this?

Xie Xie shoveled food into his mouth, his mind occupied by only one thought.

Why had he eaten breakfast so quickly? If he hadn't, he could have stuffed a few more bites into his stomach.

In the end, despite the three of them giving it their all, quite a few untouched dishes remained on the table.

Lin An glanced at them, then turned to the students at the nearby tables.

"You guys can split what's left untouched."

The students at the tables were stunned for a moment.

Then, they swarmed over in a rush.

Dignity?

What was the use of dignity?

They didn't have faces worth a month's living expenses.

If a god of wealth like this wanted to trample on their pride, they would gladly let him.

While the scene over there turned into a heated scramble for food, Lin An rose from his seat and headed toward the classroom.

Gu Yue followed him immediately.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Tang Wulin and Xie Xie behind them.

"You two—"

She lifted her foot with an expressionless face.

One kick for each, clean and swift.

"Get lost."

Tang Wulin stumbled back two steps, clutching his backside, not daring to make a sound.

Xie Xie had it worse; he was already stuffed to the brim, and that kick nearly sent his chicken leg flying back out.

The two exchanged a look, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, and could only follow from a distance.

After kicking them, Gu Yue turned and caught up to Lin An, grabbing his arm.

She held on tightly, pressing her entire body against him.

Lin An tried to pull his arm away, but it wouldn't budge.

He tried again.

Gu Yue's face suddenly turned pale, and a dry heave escaped her throat.

Lin An didn't dare to move anymore.

He looked down at Gu Yue's visibly distended belly, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

This silly dragon... just how much did she eat?

Seeing that he had stopped struggling, Gu Yue's lips curled up slightly as she rubbed her face against his shoulder.

"Hehe..."

Another silly giggle.

The smile didn't even last three seconds before it was interrupted by a sharp cramp in her abdomen.

She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to endure the nausea and stomach pain, her steps unsteady as she practically hung off Lin An.

Her communicator vibrated frantically in her pocket.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—

She didn't need to look to know it was more warnings and fines.

A cold, sinister glint flashed in Gu Yue's eyes, vanishing in an instant.

She looked up, her face shifting into a stiff, shy expression.

"Hubby..."

Her voice was sticky and sweet, filled with ingratiation.

"I think I owe over 800,000 now."

She pulled Lin An's arm closer to her chest, gazing at him with wide, expectant eyes.

"Can you help me clear the fines? Please don't fine me anymore after this..."

She paused.

Her face suddenly burned, a flush spreading from her earlobes down to her neck, and her voice turned coy.

"As long as you help me clear the fines—"

"You can do whatever you want to me tonight."

Lin An's footsteps faltered.

He turned his head, looking at her with an expressionless face.

"This fine is a security program set by the Federation, targeting all unauthorized ordinary people who make contact with me."

His tone was as flat as if he were reading an instruction manual.

"It's useless against desperate criminals from the Holy Spirit Cult, but for someone like you who keeps getting handsy—"

He pulled his arm back.

"It catches you every single time."

Gu Yue froze.

She stood stunned for several seconds, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Doesn't that mean—"

Her breathing grew rapid, her voice trembling as if she had discovered a massive loophole.

"As long as I'm not afraid of the fines, I can hug you whenever I want?"

Lin An's eyelid twitched, and before he could even speak—

Gu Yue had already lunged into his arms, her arms locking tightly around his waist. Her silver head rubbed and nuzzled against his chest, her soft cheek pressing against his, feeling incredibly supple.

"Wife—"

The voice came up from his chest, muffled and carrying a scorching heat.

"I'm completely broke now. You'll have to support me from now on."

"I'm staying with you tonight."

Lin An's face turned completely black.

So, she's decided to be shameless, has she?

She's decided to just give up and let it all fall apart, has she?

"Get lost."

He reached out to push her away, but couldn't budge her.

"Figure it out yourself."

"But I can't even afford my dormitory fees anymore—"

Gu Yue looked up at him with teary eyes, her nose tip red and her lips pursed into a line of grievance.

"My utilities are overdue, and my meal card has been frozen too—"

"Do you really have the heart to let me wander the streets and become a stray dragon that no one wants?"

Her voice was soft and pitiful, and paired with that exquisite face, the lethality doubled.

Lin An looked at her, expressionless.

"I do."

"And another thing, who is your wife?"

Gu Yue's mouth drooped, the mist in her eyes thickening.

Lin An looked at her appearance and suddenly thought of that Battle Armor.

Dragon scales were an essential primary material.

He was silent for two seconds, then changed his tune.

"It's not impossible to clear the fines."

Gu Yue's ears perked up immediately.

"Give me your scales."

Gu Yue's body stiffened slightly.

It was only for an instant.

Immediately after, her breathing became heavy, and dark currents surged in her eyes, as if she were suppressing emotions that were about to overflow.

Among the dragon race, those who loved each other would exchange scales.

It was the oldest and most solemn token of love.

Not only could they sense each other's location and status, but they could also teleport to one another at any time.

This was...

Gu Yue stared at Lin An's calm face, her mind in a chaotic whirl.

He didn't look like he was confessing.

He didn't even have much of an expression.

But—what if he was?

What if he had actually remembered some things, but just hadn't fully recovered his memory yet?

What if this was just his clumsy way of trying to keep a token of hers by his side?

Furthermore—

If she could sense his status through the scale...

She looked down at the list of fine notices on her communicator, a cold smirk curling her lips.

Wasn't this just an inseparable bond in disguise?

"Here."

She spoke suddenly.

Her voice carried a suppressed tremor.

The next second, a flash of silver streaked from her fingertips.

A scale landed in his palm.

The scale was oval-shaped, the size of a palm, and entirely silver-white, with starlight-like luster flowing across its surface.

A vast, ancient pressure permeated the area, causing the very air to stagnate.

Lin An took the scale.

It felt ice-cold and heavy in his hand, weighing more than any metal.

He could clearly sense the immense energy contained within, as well as that ancient will transmitted from the primordial era.

This quality... this wasn't right.

He looked up at Gu Yue and saw her eyes rimmed with red, her lips pressed tightly together as if she were enduring a great sense of reluctance.

"This is a Reverse Scale, isn't it?"

Lin An frowned.

There were barely a few Reverse Scales to be found on an entire dragon.

He had only asked for an ordinary scale; why did she have to pluck off her most precious possession?

Gu Yue blinked, forcing back the tears, and nodded vigorously.

"An'an—"

Her voice was soft and pitiful, laced with pleading.

"My scale is very important, so please, please don't sell it."

Lin An looked at the silver scale in his hand, silent for a moment, his tone softening.

"Rest assured. I'm not that short on money."

Although this scale was intended to be used for crafting Battle Armor, Gu Yue's unreserved trust—

It truly plucked a chord in his heart.