Villain Young Master Doesn't Want to Fall in Love with the Cute Domineering Female Lead Chapter 19

Yao Shi sighed, adjusted the hem of her skirt, and sat down beside Wu Liang, speaking in a low voice.

She had already heard about the incident Young Master Wu Liang encountered on the road today. She hadn't expected anyone would dare to lay hands on a young master of the Wu family.

Although Young Master Wu Liang had dealt with all those people by himself, that didn't mean she, Yao Shi, could forgive those thugs.

It was time to let those thugs understand exactly what kind of important figure they had provoked.

"It's fine, it's just school life, it's not as complicated as you think."

Wu Liang caught the scent of lotus flowers emanating from Yao Shi. The fragrance of this perfume was very faint and extremely light.

If one wasn't standing very close to her, it would be difficult to smell this perfume.

This light floral scent wasn't as alluring as other perfumes, but it gave a sense of comfort.

Smelling this fragrance, Wu Liang felt a sense of relaxation throughout his body and even felt the urge to take a short nap.

"Young Master, are you tired?"

Yao Shi turned around, her clear, water-like eyes shimmering with emotion. Her pale pink lips parted.

Revealing a few small, white teeth, a light breath of fragrance wafted onto Wu Liang's face.

Was it like mint? But it also seemed a bit like strawberries, cool with a hint of sweet fragrance.

"If you don't mind..."

Yao Shi paused for a moment, brought her legs together, and gently patted her thighs with her small hands.

She reached out and tugged slightly at the hem of her skirt, covering her full, rounded thighs with the form-fitting mini-skirt.

A flicker of hesitation flashed in her icy eyes, like shyness, or perhaps anticipation, but it quickly returned to coldness.

Yao Shi gazed at Wu Liang, who was so close, and reached out her small hand to place it on his shoulder.

"Ah... this... no... you're not going to make me..."

Wu Liang was stunned. He wasn't stupid; he knew very well what Yao Shi wanted him to do.

The legendary lap pillow? Could such a good thing really fall upon him, Wu Liang?

He swallowed hard, and slowly shifted his gaze to Yao Shi's thighs, wrapped in black stockings.

A hint of snow-white peeked through the black stockings from her fleshy thighs. Her perfect leg shape was rounded and elastic. Good!

"May I?"

Wu Liang bit his tongue to clear his head, asking Yao Shi somewhat stammeringly.

A lap pillow, this could be considered the ultimate treatment that every man desired.

"Of course, I am your maid, after all."

Yao Shi tilted her delicate neck and closed her eyes, presenting herself as if ready to be plucked.

Her icy, pretty face showed no superfluous expression, but from Yao Shi's tense, trembling shoulders, one could tell how rich her inner thoughts were at this moment.

Although she was Wu Liang's personal maid, the two of them had never engaged in such intimate actions.

Especially actions that seemed like something only couples would do. Yao Shi had only learned about them from television.

It was said that this could help the man relax and not be bothered by trivial matters.

But she had no experience, and she was somewhat nervous when facing Wu Liang, who was already a grown man.

Even though they had a master-servant relationship, Yao Shi was still a nineteen-year-old maiden...

"Okay... then I... I'm coming..."

Wu Liang looked at Yao Shi's pure and clean little face and felt a bit flustered, but if he didn't accept this unsolicited benefit, he would truly be an idiot.

However, since Yao Shi herself had agreed, he didn't need to have any reservations, right?

His gaze was fixed on Yao Shi's full thighs. The inner side of her thighs, tightened by the stockings, showed a faint mark. The edge of the smooth stockings was hollowed out with two strands of snow-white.

Seeing this, Wu Liang realized that he was actually a leg fetishist.

He thought he didn't have such strange habits, but when he saw Yao Shi's beautiful leg shape, he had to admit defeat.

He was a genuine leg fetishist, he was a pervert, and he had to admit this bloody fact.

Thighs, thighs, thighs! He loved these beautiful legs wrapped in black silk and lace trim the most!!

"Young Master Wu Liang! I've brought the fried chicken you wanted!"

The male voice that suddenly rang out in his ear startled Wu Liang so much that he almost died on the spot.

Yao Shi also quickly opened her eyes at the sound and reached directly towards the inner side of her thighs, fumbling for something. A bone-chilling killing intent instantly swept through the surroundings.

But she quickly realized something was wrong there and sighed somewhat helplessly as she took the KFC paper bag from the bodyguard.

"Y-Young Master... are you alright..."

This bodyguard was clearly quite startled by Wu Liang's shout.

His legs were trembling, and he almost dropped the KFC in his hand.

"Ah... no... it was me who was too startled... it's not your fault..."

Wu Liang clutched his chest, his face a mess of black lines as he spoke. He had almost had a heart attack just now.

How could he have forgotten about that? He had actually asked someone to buy him KFC earlier.

What a miscalculation... He could have been enjoying Yao Shi's lap pillow...

"Young Master, you should go back. It's clear you're very tired."

Yao Shi placed the KFC paper bag beside Wu Liang and resumed her maid appearance, standing to his right.

However, when Yao Shi remembered her previous actions, she was also a bit confused. Why had she treated Young Master Wu Liang so intimately just now?

Why did she have the thought of giving Young Master Wu Liang a lap pillow at that moment? She had never felt this way in the years she had served him...

"Ah, I'll leave after I finish this fried chicken. Do you want one? It actually tastes pretty good."

Wu Liang rubbed his slightly sore neck, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at Yao Shi.

The previous atmosphere had been completely ruined by that bodyguard and the KFC. Well, his rare chance for a lap pillow was gone.

Who knew when Yao Shi would be willing to give him a lap pillow again.

"If it's the Young Master's wish..."

Yao Shi was slightly moved, but Wu Liang didn't notice the change in her expression.

But just as Yao Shi reached out to take the fried chicken from Wu Liang's hand, Wu Liang's face suddenly turned pale, and the chicken leg in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"Those two people..."

Wu Liang's eyes widened as he looked at the two people suddenly appearing around the corner of the corridor. He got up and was about to leave.

But realizing that he couldn't escape those two no matter how he ran, Wu Liang couldn't help but shift his gaze to the KFC paper bag in his hand.

"Might as well go all the way!"

In Yao Shi's shocked gaze, Wu Liang dumped all the chicken legs into the trash can on the side.

Clutching the KFC paper bag, he directly put it over his head...

Chapter 30: The First Step to a Crushing Heart

The rich and pungent smell of fried chicken instantly flooded Wu Liang's nostrils.

It made Wu Liang cough violently. Wu Liang swore he wouldn't want to see anything related to KFC for at least a month.

He also felt a pang of regret for all the chicken legs he had thrown into the trash can; he hadn't even eaten any.

Yao Shi stared blankly at Wu Liang, who had a KFC paper bag on his head, feeling a bit bewildered by his strange behavior.

But soon, the two people approaching from not far ahead caught Yao Shi's attention.

"Huh!?"

He Xue, with dark circles under her eyes, was the first to spot the young man with the KFC bag.

A flicker of surprise flashed in her listless eyes. Why was Mr. KFC here?

"Ah! Miss Shi! Has my father's surgery started already!?"

He Feng rushed to Yao Shi's side, asking about his father's condition.

Didn't they say the surgery wouldn't start until 8:30? Why was his father already...

"Yes, Mr. He Feng, your father's surgery has begun. Please wait here for a moment."

Yao Shi turned to face He Feng and said coldly, but her gaze remained fixed on He Xue.

The Young Master put on the head covering to prevent He Xue from recognizing him, but she didn't know if it was her imagination.

She felt as if when He Xue looked at the Young Master wearing the KFC head covering, there was a strange emotion in her gaze.

"Miss Shi, how can I ever thank you? We've never even met..."

He Feng looked at Yao Shi's expressionless face with complex emotions, unsure of how to express his gratitude.

Although he didn't know why she was helping him, she had gone to such lengths for his side...

"If you truly want to thank someone, then thank this esteemed person."

Yao Shi shifted aside, revealing Wu Liang behind her.

If it weren't for Young Master Wu Liang's orders, she wouldn't have cared about He Jingao's life or death.

"Uh, who is this..."

Upon Yao Shi's reminder, He Feng finally noticed the young man standing beside her.

He looked to be around 1.8 meters tall, with a sturdy build, but the head covering on his head made him look very comical.

Especially the occasional crumbs falling from the KFC paper bag, which added to the ridiculousness.

"This esteemed person is the master I serve. It was he who ordered me to help He Jingao, and this esteemed person and your maid..."

"Cough, cough, cough... Hello, Mr. He Feng. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Wu Liang quickly stepped forward, interrupting Yao Shi before she could say anything more. He didn't want Yao Shi to cause any trouble for him.

"Hello, what should I call you... and why did you save my father..."

He Feng's gaze was completely captivated by the KFC bucket on Wu Liang's head.

Especially after seeing the big white chicken on the KFC paper bag, He Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look at his daughter, He Xue.

As He Xue's father, he naturally knew what his daughter liked most. This big white chicken was clearly his daughter's favorite doll...

"You can just call me Mr. KFC, just like your daughter does. As for why I wanted to save your father, you can consider it a whim."

Wu Liang briefly shook hands with He Feng. He Feng, He Xue's father, was someone who was always away on business.

He was kind, amiable, and very emotional. If he remembered correctly, He Feng was very fond of the male protagonist in the game.

Especially when the male protagonist later visited He Xue's home, He Feng directly treated the male lead as his prospective son-in-law.

During the early and mid-stages of the plot, the male protagonist and He Feng's relationship grew closer, becoming close friends.

This meant that if he could build a good relationship with He Feng, it would indirectly mean building a good relationship with the male protagonist.

Becoming He Feng's friend = Becoming He Xue's friend

Becoming the male protagonist's friend = Avoiding death = Wu Liang's survival

Heh, I'm really a genius, Wu Liang thought to himself as he looked at He Feng's face.

"You know my daughter?"

He Feng was stunned, but upon seeing the uniform Wu Liang was wearing, he suddenly understood.

"Father, I saw him downstairs at the hospital a few days ago. He was also hospitalized here at that time."

He Xue walked to Wu Liang's side. Upon smelling the fried chicken scent emanating from him, she couldn't help but chuckle softly.

This guy must have been eating fried chicken earlier and then quickly put on the bucket when he saw his father and him arrive.

"Mr. KFC, why are you unwilling to face me with your true face?"