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

A large hand suddenly gripped his wrist, as firm as an iron hoop.

The male student was startled by this and reflexively tried to break free.

"You dare touch someone belonging to the male lead? Are you trying to get me killed sooner?"

Wu Liang's face darkened as he tightened his grip on the male student's wrist. He almost had his base tower sniped by these riffraff.

He had been a bit careless; how could he have forgotten this?

After all, He Xue was one of the renowned campus beauties at Huihuangxing Academy.

It was perfectly normal for male students to strike up conversations with her.

He had been so focused on figuring out how to get closer to Nan Zhu and become good brothers that he forgot about this crucial detail.

If the female leads were snatched up by someone other than the male lead.

Then he, Wu Liang, would truly lose both the wife and the soldiers.

"Huh? Wh-what do you mean, killed sooner?"

The male student was bewildered by Wu Liang, who had suddenly appeared before him. He couldn't understand what Wu Liang was trying to convey.

Someone belonging to the male lead? Why would he want the other person dead sooner? What was this student even talking about?

"Who are you?"

The guy with the pompadour frowned as he looked at the student who had suddenly disrupted things. He was wearing a second-year uniform; was he a classmate of He Xue?

"Uh, can you let me go first..."

Feeling the increasing pain in his wrist, the male student, whose wrist was being held by Wu Liang, stammered with a flushed face.

He had been trying to break free from the other person's control since earlier, but this guy's strength was just too much.

He had used all his might, but the other guy hadn't budged an inch.

"Wu Liang..."

He Xue stared blankly at the person who had suddenly come to her rescue, her heart feeling a mix of emotions.

Why did it have to be him to help her? She had... earlier that morning...

"Wu Liang?"

Upon hearing He Xue say the name, the three senior students were stunned and looked at the handsome guy before them in disbelief.

Wu Liang? Had they heard correctly? Was that Wu Liang, the guy with the pompadour from Class 5, Second Year?

"Senior, how much longer are you going to keep touching her?"

Wu Liang increased the pressure on his hand, flashing a smile he thought was gentle at the three of them.

The male student, in immense pain, screamed and hastily released the hand he had placed on He Xue's shoulder.

The moment the man let go, Wu Liang also released his grip on him.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

The man's face turned ashen as he rubbed his now purplish palm.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! Was this scoundrel Wu Liang trying to cripple his right hand?

Hiss... His blood circulation was almost cut off... How could that guy's grip be so outrageous...

"My apologies, I didn't expect Senior to be so fragile."

Wu Liang stepped to the front of He Xue and smiled slightly.

He glanced subtly at He Xue, whose face was pale and devoid of color, and frowned slightly.

She was feeling unwell but still forced herself to run a thousand meters. He didn't know why she was being so stubborn.

"Um... are you... Wu Liang??"

The guy with the pompadour's eyes twitched as he looked at the handsome young man before him. Was he kidding? Was this the hoodlum Wu Liang?

What kind of international joke was this... Although he had heard that Wu Liang had been discharged from the hospital before, wasn't this change a bit too drastic...

"Senior knows me? Then this is easier to talk about. Are you guys going to leave on your own, or should I personally escort you out?"

Wu Liang cracked his knuckles, displaying a bright and sunny smile.

However, his words sent a chill down everyone's spines, causing them to shiver involuntarily.

"Ah... this... uh..."

Gazing at Wu Liang's handsome face, the three people present couldn't help but take three steps back.

So the rumors were true. They hadn't expected that villainous Wu Liang to actually reform himself for He Xue.

It was over, it was over, it was over. They had actually laid hands on a woman targeted by the villainous young master, so they were surely going to die.

"Wu Liang... don't be like this..."

He Xue tugged gently at Wu Liang's sleeve, her gaze not daring to meet his.

She turned her face away, speaking with a hint of guilt. She had treated Wu Liang that way before, yet he was still helping her without holding a grudge.

"You know..."

Wu Liang chuckled and shook his head, seeing He Xue's exhausted appearance.

Without further ado, Wu Liang crouched down and scooped He Xue into his arms. He'd better get this girl to the infirmary quickly.

"Wu! Wu Liang! What are you doing!!"

He Xue, completely caught off guard by Wu Liang picking her up, shrieked.

With no strength left in her body, she couldn't break free from Wu Liang's embrace.

But Wu Liang's firm arms and chest gave her a sense of security, even making her think for a moment that this wasn't so bad.

However, upon realizing her lapse in composure, her usually pale little face instantly flushed like an overripe apple.

"I'm taking you to the infirmary."

Holding He Xue in his arms and feeling her soft body, Wu Liang raised an eyebrow.

Her body felt completely different from Yao Shi's, soft and tender like a ball of dough.

Under such close observation, a blush rose on her fair skin. Seemingly nervous, He Xue's body tensed up, trembling slightly.

"I... I can walk myself... Put me down quickly... What will people think if they see this..."

Curled up in Wu Liang's arms, He Xue trembled like a startled rabbit, burying her head in his chest, afraid to look around.

But when she caught the unique lotus scent emanating from Wu Liang, she paused. She felt like she had smelled this faint fragrance somewhere before.

"You want to walk there yourself? I'm afraid you'll faint halfway."

Wu Liang reached under He Xue's thighs with his right hand to steady her. The delicate feel, like cotton candy, stirred him slightly.

After silently marveling at how good she felt, Wu Liang walked towards Yuwen Xing, trying his best not to jostle He Xue...

..

"Um... are we being ignored..."

Bai Mao stared blankly at Wu Liang's receding back. After a long silence, he slowly spoke.

"It seems... yes..."

The boy, clutching his throbbing wrist, muttered with a darkened expression. What was the point of all this?

"It really sucks to see other people showing off their affection..."

The last boy sighed helplessly. He swore he would never bother He Xue again.

Especially after seeing Wu Liang nearly cripple his friend's wrist with a casual grip, he became even more resolute in this thought.

"Were we just like the background characters in a novel, meant to highlight the protagonist..."

Bai Mao said with a mournful face. Wu Liang was supposed to be the main villain.

Why had they ended up being the villains? The script wasn't supposed to be written like this!!

Chapter 62: Young Master Wu Liang's Delight

The attention of the entire second-year class 5 was focused on Yuwen Xing and Wu Liang.

More accurately, it was focused on He Xue in Wu Liang's arms.

Everyone wore a stunned expression, their eyes vacant as they looked at the two.

Especially some of the boys, who stood there looking ashen and utterly defeated, filled with regret.

Their perfect goddess had been snatched away by someone else. How could anyone possibly handle this?

No one could have predicted that things would develop in this direction.

The girls looked at He Xue, nestled shyly in Wu Liang's arms, with disbelief.

If they remembered correctly, weren't their relationships supposed to be extremely hostile?

Wu Liang used to harass He Xue so often that she harbored a deep animosity towards him.

He Xue, who usually wouldn't even glance at Wu Liang, was now nestled so shyly in his embrace, afraid to make a sound?

Could they be hallucinating? Logically, there shouldn't be any contact between Wu Liang and He Xue.

"So that's how it is. He Xue, why didn't you tell me, your teacher? I wouldn't have forced you to run this thousand meters."

"If you don't feel well in the future, you must tell me immediately, understood?"

Yuwen Xing said sternly, looking at He Xue, whose face was flushed red, in his arms.

He was indeed strict with every student, but in such situations, he would never let his students compete.

"Teacher... I'm sorry..."

He Xue's voice was like a mosquito's hum, her scalding hot face flushed red.

Clutching Wu Liang's uniform tightly, He Xue dared not look at Yuwen Xing or her classmates.

She knew how embarrassing she was right now, and even more so that the gazes of everyone around her were almost entirely focused on her.

"Alright, you can't do this next time. Your health is the most important thing. You guys go to the infirmary first."

"Should I have Wu Liang send you? Or should I call a few more guys to go with you?"

Yuwen Xing glanced at Wu Liang with a strange expression. Since when had this kid become so warm-hearted?

But it didn't matter. This was already the world of young people, and he, an old bone, didn't need to interfere.

"No need, I'm fine on my own. The infirmary isn't that far."

Wu Liang declined Yuwen Xing's offer on behalf of He Xue.

After the previous incident where a senior had hit on her, he didn't dare let He Xue have any contact with other males.

What if He Xue accidentally developed feelings for someone else? Although the probability of such a thing happening was pitifully small, it was better to be safe than sorry.

If someone other than the male lead managed to steal the tower, it would be over. He absolutely did not want to see that happen.

"Mhm, then you can take He Xue to the infirmary."

Yuwen Xing smiled meaningfully. This was what they called youth.

Youth was truly wonderful. If he had half the courage of this kid Wu Liang when he was young, he wouldn't have missed his chance with his goddess.

As Wu Liang had said, the distance from the sports field to the infirmary wasn't that far.

It only took less than five minutes to get there, but for He Xue, those five minutes felt exceptionally long.

Like a kitten, she clung tightly to Wu Liang's chest, feeling the scorching gazes around her. He Xue could clearly hear her heart pounding rapidly at this moment.

In contrast, Wu Liang appeared very calm, his heart beating steadily, as if he wasn't taking this seriously at all.

He Xue took a deep breath and slowly looked up at Wu Liang's face.