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

The only students who frequented this spot at this time were him and Ning Shuang.

This corner with the fence had become Ning Shuang and Wu Liang's favorite resting place.

"Huh? You got scammed too? Who could possibly have that much power?"

Ning Shuang pushed back the cigarettes Wu Liang offered, finding his taste still so lacking.

Couldn't he smoke something better? She really didn't know what was so good about those cigarettes.

"You want to know?"

Seeing Ning Shuang refuse, Wu Liang didn't push further. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

He fumbled around his pockets for his lighter, then remembered he'd left it on Nan Zhu's desk earlier.

Tsk, he clicked his tongue in mild dissatisfaction, shoving his hands into his pockets and gazing at the distant sports field.

"Don't smoke that stuff, try mine."

Ning Shuang looked at Wu Liang's profile and suddenly snatched the cigarette from his mouth.

She picked out a slim, pink-edged cigarette from her exquisite case and roughly stuffed it into Wu Liang's mouth.

"Here, try it."

Immediately after, she produced a lipstick-shaped object and held it to Wu Liang's lips, pressing it with her thumb.

With a click, a wisp of purple-blue flame instantly lit the cigarette.

"Huh? This cigarette has no nicotine?"

Wu Liang held the cigarette, looking at Ning Shuang beside him with a strange expression.

He couldn't smell the aroma of nicotine from it. Did this mean all the cigarettes Ning Shuang used to smoke were like this?

"What? You're only finding out now? You think everyone's a chain smoker like you?"

Ning Shuang found Wu Liang's peculiar expression amusing.

Did Wu Liang not realize this after being with her for so long?

"If it has no nicotine, what are you smoking it for?"

Wu Liang stared at the cigarette in his hand for a long time, then took another deep drag.

It truly lacked the distinct aroma of nicotine, possessing only a refreshing yet soothing scent.

It was much milder than mint, but not as cloyingly sweet as a typical women's cigarette.

Strictly speaking, it couldn't even be called a cigarette. Wu Liang believed cigarettes without nicotine were soulless.

"What, you don't like it?"

Ning Shuang jumped behind Wu Liang and patted his back.

She supposed boys might not like this type of cigarette.

"It's nowhere near as good as my cigarettes. It doesn't even have nicotine. This thing of yours is just a child's toy."

Wu Liang flicked off some ash, took a strong drag, then dropped the butt at his feet and crushed it out.

Yeah, it didn't do anything for him. It wasn't his type.

"However, it's not all bad,"

Wu Liang added later. Overall, it wasn't too bad.

The refreshing sensation cleared his head considerably, freeing him from the previous stuffy atmosphere.

"You still haven't answered my question. Who got you into trouble?"

Ning Shuang touched the mask on her face, walked to the side, leaned against the railing, and stretched her body vigorously.

The graceful curves of her body were taut like a drawn bow, her almost overflowing breasts stretching her shirt taut.

It had to be said, Ning Shuang had a fantastic figure. She was arguably the best-looking girl Wu Liang had seen since arriving in this world.

Even the curvaceous Milutin and Su Qian couldn't compare to Ning Shuang, especially her long legs and ample chest, which always made Wu Liang unable to resist stealing glances.

At times, Wu Liang even wondered if Ning Shuang was deliberately messing with him.

"The student council president, Su Qian."

Wu Liang snorted irritably. He still owed Su Qian a favor.

Who knew what bizarre and outlandish conditions Su Qian would come up with for him.

If he had known, he would have arranged for Yao Shi and the others to help him investigate these female leads...

Never mind, the moment Wu Liang had that thought, he dismissed it.

He didn't want Yao Shi and his other subordinates to know he was secretly investigating the heroines.

If Yao Shi found out about this, it would only lead to more trouble. He wasn't that foolish.

This was a game, and he was a player. It would be more interesting to explore these things himself.

"Ah... it's Su Qian..."

Ning Shuang clearly froze upon hearing Su Qian's name, a hint of surprise appearing on her pretty face beneath the mask.

Had Wu Liang actually had contact with Su Qian? She had originally thought Wu Liang wouldn't have any interaction with Su Qian before her graduation.

"What's wrong? Do you know Su Qian?"

Ning Shuang's reaction made it seem like she knew Su Qian.

Wu Liang leaned against the railing and asked curiously. Were Ning Shuang and Su Qian acquaintances in the game? It didn't seem like it...

"Ah? No, I don't. How could I know the student council president? I'm just a little curious how she managed to offend you."

"I originally thought you two were from different worlds."

Ning Shuang quickly took a few steps back, trying to gloss over her awkwardness.

"It's because of some special circumstances. I temporarily need to do some things for that woman."

Wu Liang shrugged. Speaking of Su Qian, the scene of her emerging from a bath immediately came to his mind.

Especially her alluring demeanor wrapped in a yukata, it was seared into his heart like a brand.

"Demons and monsters, be gone."

Wu Liang frantically shook his head, driving Su Qian's image out of his mind.

He didn't want to be toyed with by that cunning woman.

If he fell for it, he wouldn't even know how he died.

"Did she get her hands on some kind of leverage over you?"

Ning Shuang pondered for a moment before quietly asking Wu Liang.

If Wu Liang really had some sort of handle that Su Qian got a hold of, it would be truly difficult to break free.

Su Qian, why would that woman suddenly make contact with Wu Liang?

Could it be because of her? No, that's not right. How could Su Qian still care about her...

Chapter 57: President Su Qian's Melancholy

Inside the student lounge, after tidying all the files to the side, Nan Qingshui looked at Su Qian, who was changing.

Remembering Su Qian's appearance earlier, clad only in a yukata, Nan Qingshui covered her forehead and sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong? You look so glum. Don't tell me you're still bothered by what happened earlier."

With her hands behind her back, Su Qian fastened her buttons, lifted her short skirt, and pulled up her black stockings.

Su Qian tugged at the edge of the stockings, flicking them twice. She felt the sensation on her thighs. Hmm, these cicada-wing thin stockings were indeed a bit uncomfortable.

"Senior, why were you talking to Wu Liang and the others in that state earlier? You were completely exposed."

Nan Qingshui put down the documents and looked at Su Qian with a pout, clearly displeased.

Although her senior was bold and open, she had never acted like this in front of strange boys before.

What was going on with her senior today? Had she not heard the rumors about Wu Liang?

"You took all my clothes to wash them, what else was I supposed to wear?"

Su Qian spread her hands innocently. It was Qingshui who had proactively offered to take her dirty uniform for dry cleaning.

How could it be her fault now? She didn't have any other clothes to wear at the time, so she could only wear a yukata.

"I won't argue with you... I can never win against you anyway..."

Nan Qingshui walked over to the sofa and sat down on it, pouting.

"Aren't you going to explain Nan Zhu to me?"

Su Qian turned in a circle in her small leather shoes, looking at her perfect reflection in the mirror with satisfaction.

Her gaze fell on Nan Qingshui. That transfer student named Nan Zhu was actually Qingshui's brother. Qingshui had never mentioned it to her before.

"What's there to explain about my brother? It's better if I tell you about Wu Liang."

Nan Qingshui shrugged and turned her head to the side.

"You little rascal."

Su Qian chuckled. Qingshui was truly adorable.

"Alright, alright, we won't talk about your brother. Let's talk about Wu Liang."

"I heard you've had contact with Wu Liang before. Can you tell me what kind of person he is?"

Su Qian smiled helplessly when she saw Nan Qingshui getting so excited.

"Wu Liang? I think he's a pretty decent person, at least not as outrageous as the rumors say."

"But recently there have been rumors that he was hit on the head by a shot put, which made him abnormal."

When talking about Wu Liang, Nan Qingshui rested her chin on a cushion and spoke softly.

The current Wu Liang wasn't as violent as the rumors claimed, nor was he some kind of scoundrel or villain.

Although Wu Liang gave her the impression of being a bit aloof, like an ordinary person lacking friends.

"So you finally woke up because you were hit on the head..."

Su Qian smiled and raised an eyebrow. She had heard about the man being hospitalized after hitting his head.

However, the idea that he became the way he is now just because he hit his head felt a little too much like something out of a novel.

"President, what does Wu Liang want with the student records?"

After Wu Liang was mentioned, Nan Qingshui was a bit curious. Why would that guy suddenly want something like this?

"I'm not sure about that. With Wu Liang's strength and background, it's very easy for him to get information on students."

Su Qian pondered, covering her chin. She couldn't guess Wu Liang's intentions.

It would be much more convenient for him to have his subordinates investigate. Perhaps there was some secret he didn't want anyone to know.

"So, you agreed?"

Actually, Nan Qingshui had a very good impression of Wu Liang.

Not only did he save her older brother, but he also patiently showed her around the academy. Based on these two points alone, Wu Liang was indeed a friend worth befriending.

"Yes, I agreed, but I also made a condition."

"Speaking of which, Qingshui, don't you think our student council has been very quiet lately?"

Suddenly changing the topic to the student council, Su Qian looked around the empty room.

Currently, there were only six people in the student council, and the other two were often not here. The entire student council felt lifeless and lacked any sense of activity.

"Yeah, ever since those two seniors left, not many people come here anymore."

Nan Qingshui said with a dejected expression. The student council was becoming more and more like a scattered mess.

Besides Senior Su Qian and herself, the other four rarely came here anymore.