The Cannon Fodder Doesn't Want to Return to the Wealthy Family (Transmigrated into a Novel)
Chapter 15

Chapter 15

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Lu Yao and Jiang Bai had barely left the classroom when a post appeared on the school's anonymous forum before they even reached the Flowers and Plants Club's greenhouse!

[Shocking! The campus heartthrob's Flowers and Plants Club is recruiting! And the new member is actually him...]

OP: I'm in the same class as the campus heartthrob. A transfer student named Lu Yao joined our class today. Our class monitor asked him which club he wanted to join, and he said the Flowers and Plants Club. Then the campus heartthrob actually agreed! He agreed!

[Image: Transfer student introduction.jpg]

In the picture, Lu Yao stood at the podium with a cold expression and refined features. His phoenix eyes curved inward at the corners and lifted at the ends as he gazed calmly and indifferently at the students below, radiating an icy "keep strangers away" aura.

[!!! Is what OP said true?]

[I'm seriously in love with this transfer student's looks!]

[Hey! I applied before and got rejected!]

[How did Lu Yao get Jiang Bai to agree? Doesn't Jiang Bai reject everyone?]

[Crying my heart out, I want to join the Flowers and Plants Club too! If I apply again, do I still have a chance?]

[Staring at the sky, maybe Lu Yao is Jiang Bai's type?]

[?? What does that mean?]

[Jiang Bai said that. If you want to know what it means, ask Jiang Bai.]

[Jiang Bai even stood up for Lu Yao in class today and snapped at Chu Jiaojiao. It's so strange, totally unlike his usual style.]

[By the way, the best app for listening to books right now is... Install the latest version.]

[I heard from people sitting near the transfer student that he personally said he didn't know Jiang Bai. I really can't figure out why Jiang Bai is treating him so specially.]

[Didn't they say the transfer student's family background was ordinary, and that he might be an illegitimate child?]

[No idea. The transfer student didn't introduce his family background. Maybe he was afraid of losing face.]

[Another day of falling in love because of a pretty face. Who cares whether he has money or not? A face-lover's happiness is just that simple.]

[Type "I'm available" in the chat.]

[You have three seconds to tell me whether he has a girlfriend or boyfriend. If not, I'm making my move!]

[Can you girls stop being so shallow?]

[Sorry, I'm a guy...]

[Sigh, these days, the competition for dating a handsome guy is pretty intense.]

Lu Yao, however, had no idea about the uproar on the school forum.

Inside the glass greenhouse, the afternoon sunlight shone on tender green vines, scattering patches of light and shadow throughout the room.

Jiang Bai carefully lifted a pot of flourishing white Marguerites from the windowsill, then turned to Lu Yao with a smile. "This little one has been blooming especially well these past few days. Maybe it knew you were transferring here."

Lu Yao: ...How could flowers possibly understand people? That didn't exactly align with materialist values.

Jiang Bai's eyes crinkled with laughter as he handed over the flowerpot. "Here. A welcome gift for joining the club."

Lu Yao accepted the pot, and the fresh scent of flowers drifted toward him. "Thank you."

The delicate blossoms seemed to soften the aloof aura around Lu Yao.

After school ended at four in the afternoon, while the other students had to attend club activities, Lu Yao finally set off for home as he wished.

His club president, Jiang Bai, left the classroom with a backpack on his shoulders as well.

After saying goodbye to Jiang Bai, Lu Yao rode away from the school on his bicycle. The pot of Marguerites Jiang Bai had given him sat securely in the bicycle basket.

After watching Lu Yao disappear from sight, Jiang Bai got into the back seat of his family's car.

Thinking of everything that had happened today, he lowered his head and chuckled. It had been a lucky day.

Uncle Wang, the driver, glanced at Jiang Bai in surprise through the rearview mirror. The young master seemed to be in quite a good mood today.

Lu Qi's Basketball Club had a dinner gathering that evening, and Ms. Li had to work overtime, so only Lu Yao and Father Lu remained at the dinner table.

Father Lu cleared his throat and coughed lightly before casually asking, "Did you get used to your first day today?"

Lu Yao's tone was calm. "It was fine."

Father Lu said, "That's good."

Two equally quiet people sitting together meant that the only sounds at the table were the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

Father Lu secretly glanced at Lu Yao, who sat with his back perfectly straight. Should he buy some psychology books for teenagers and try to understand what children this age were thinking?

After dinner, Lu Yao and Father Lu left the table and went about their own business.

A little after nine that evening, Lu Yao went downstairs to get something from the living room. As he headed back upstairs to his room, he happened to overhear a conversation between Father Lu and the housekeeper in the kitchen.

The housekeeper said awkwardly, "Sir, Madam instructed me not to let you drink coffee at night. She said that whenever you drink it, you can't sleep afterward."

Father Lu said, "It'll be fine as long as you don't tell her. Only the two of us know about this. I'll go back to my study first. Once you've made it, bring it directly to me."

After saying that, Father Lu returned to his study.

After Lu Yao returned to his room and put down what he was carrying, he thought of the conversation between Father Lu and the housekeeper. His brows furrowed, and he went downstairs again.

When Lu Yao appeared in the kitchen, the housekeeper was using a hand grinder to grind coffee beans into powder. A faint coffee aroma filled the air.

Seeing Lu Yao, the housekeeper asked, "Young Master, do you need something in the kitchen?"

Lu Yao said, "Auntie, I want to make a cup of milk. Do we have powdered milk at home?"

"Yes. Wait a moment, Auntie will get it for you now." The housekeeper turned and took out a can of powdered milk from the storage cabinet. "We just bought this recently."

Lu Yao took the powdered milk from her. When he saw that she was about to continue grinding the coffee beans, he stopped her. "Auntie, there's no need to grind the coffee beans. My dad isn't drinking coffee anymore."

"? Sir isn't drinking it?"

As Lu Yao mixed the powdered milk, he nodded. "After I finish making the milk, please take it to the study for him."

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a knock at the study door.

Father Lu flipped through the documents in his hands without looking up. "Come in."

The housekeeper entered with a cup of milk.

Father Lu caught the smell of milk, looked up, and frowned. "Why did you bring milk?"

He had been waiting to use coffee to perk himself up.

The housekeeper looked confused. "Sir, didn't you ask for milk? Young Master said you weren't drinking coffee anymore. He even made this milk for you himself."

Young Master? Lu Yao?!

When he heard that Lu Yao had made the milk himself, the stern lines of Father Lu's face instantly curved upward. "Put the milk on the desk. I'll drink it later."

After the housekeeper left, Father Lu picked up the glass. He gazed at the milk inside with smiling eyes for quite some time. Then he remembered how Ms. Li had deliberately sent him photos to show off when she had gone shopping with Lu Yao last time, so Father Lu took out his phone as well.

He held his phone and tried several angles before finally settling on a suitable one. Only then did he carefully press the shutter button.

Father Lu sent the photo to Ms. Li and Lu Qi. Afraid they would miss the significance of it, he even added, "Lu Yao made this milk especially for me."

Ms. Li, who was working overtime, and Lu Qi, who was in the car on his way home, both snorted upon receiving the photo.

What was so special about that? Would either of them be jealous? It was just a cup of milk. As if they had never had milk before!

Father Lu studied the photo on his phone carefully and became more convinced the longer he looked that his photography skills were excellent.

Not long after, Father Lu's subordinates and business associates who had added him on WeChat discovered that he had miraculously updated his Moments.

Father Lu: The child at home thought drinking coffee would affect my sleep, so he specially made me a cup of milk.

[Image: Milk.jpg]

As an outstanding representative of the working class, Secretary Chen's rise to the position of chief secretary in Father Lu's secretary office demonstrated that his abilities were exceptional.

The moment he saw Father Lu post on Moments after such a long time, he swiftly claimed the first like. Drawing on the professional knowledge he had learned while minoring in psychology at university, he delivered a perfectly measured, restrained wave of praise.

[Secretary Chen: Director Lu's child is truly considerate and sensible. You can tell this cup of milk was made with care. With this milk, Director Lu should be able to sleep well tonight.]

After seeing Secretary Chen's comment, Father Lu nodded in agreement. Remembering that Secretary Chen was still single, he immediately replied, "Xiao Chen, you're not that young anymore. It's time you started considering marriage."

Secretary Chen: ...

He had never expected that after escaping his mother's nagging, Director Lu would start pressuring him to get married instead?!

Urgent, waiting online: What should you do when your usually unsmiling boss suddenly pressures you to get married?

While Secretary Chen was agonizing over how to reply, Father Lu saw the other comments below.

[Director Wang: I'm so jealous of you, Old Lu. My son has never even brought me a glass of plain water.]

[Director Che: Old Wang, don't be jealous. At least your kid doesn't go against you at every turn. That brat of mine—I suspect he was a bricklayer at a construction site in his past life. He specializes in arguing with me. He's going to drive me to death.]

[Director Ye: What are those compared to? That's nothing at all. After my daughter argued with me, she said she didn't want to breathe the same air as me, then ran away from home straight to Africa.]

Father Lu looked at the "miserable world" beneath his Moments post. Feeling the warmth of the glass in his hand, he took a small sip of milk and instantly felt completely refreshed.

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