Chapter 421

Her small, white hand pressed down on the front of the cart, and with her thin and slender body, she forcefully pushed the cart backward dozens of steps before finally stopping.

The sudden loud crash and screeching sound attracted the attention of many people nearby, but when they looked over, they only found a handcart with a dent in the front.

The carriage came to a proper stop, with a few marks left by friction and overheating on the ground. Everything seemed normal, but the staff member who had just witnessed the scene stood there with his mouth agape, speechless with shock.

Who exactly was that black-haired woman...? With such a delicate and slender frame... how did she manage to stop a cart loaded with hundreds of thick books that was moving at high speed...?

"Yao Shi, were you out of your mind just now?!"

Milutin grabbed Yao Shi's wrist and shoved her against the bookshelf behind him, glaring at her angrily.

What did that girl just do?! Even if she's incredibly skilled, she shouldn't have taken such a risk!

Keep in mind that it was an iron box containing hundreds of books, and at that speed, the cart was as heavy as a mountain of iron.

Yao Shi actually dared to use her leg to stop the cart from pushing in that situation. Did this girl get her brain caught in a door?

In a situation like that, a broken leg could be a real possibility! At worst, it could even lead to a comminuted fracture. What on earth was she thinking?

"I simply used the most practical method, one that wouldn't be easily noticed by the young master, to resolve this matter. Do you have any objections?"

Yao Shi leaned against the bookshelf, gazing indifferently at Milutin, who was yelling at her.

Glancing at her collar being pulled up, Yao Shi slowly reached out and grabbed Milutin's hand, pulling it aside.

Milutin is right; there are many other ways to resolve that crisis, but none of the other methods are entirely reliable.

To resolve the crisis in the shortest possible time without the young master noticing her presence, only the method described above fits the current needs.

"You!!!"

Milutin was speechless after being rebuked by Yao Shi's indifferent demeanor.

Yao Shi's method was indeed the most perfect solution, but that reckless and impulsive approach was a bit too much...

"Milutin, I am the young master's personal maid. What's wrong with putting the young master in the top priority protection plan?"

"Besides, we can't let the young master find out right now. Solving the problem in the most efficient way is what I should do."

Yao Shi reached out and placed her hand on Milutin's chest, pushing him a few steps forward.

Her cold eyes peered through the gaps in the bookshelf at Wu Liang, who was chatting with Su Qian in the distance.

After confirming that the handcart had completely lost power, Yao Shi closed her eyes and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"But what if you had failed just now? If you hadn't been lucky, your right leg would have been broken."

Milutin bit her lip and looked at Yao Shi with a complicated expression, who suddenly seemed like a different person.

After Yao Shi suddenly slapped herself in the cold drink shop, she sensed that the other person was acting strangely.

Like a child throwing a tantrum, or a little girl sulking and refusing to talk to anyone, Yao Shi has become especially stubborn and cold.

"Could it be that this guy...?"

Thinking of this, Milutin followed Yao Shi's gaze and looked at Wu Liang and Su Qian, who were chatting and laughing.

Is Yao Shi? Is she sulking because Wu Liang and Su Qian are on a date?

But thinking about it carefully, it does seem to be true. The young master hasn't been spending much time with Yao Shi lately... instead, he's been focusing all his attention on Su Qian... In a sense, he has indeed neglected her...

So Yao Shi is currently extremely jealous, which is why she's expressing her resentment in this stubborn way.

"Milutin, do you have a handkerchief with you?"

"Handkerchief? No, I don't have one with me."

Milutin, who was deep in thought, was startled when Yao Shi suddenly turned around.

She responded to the other person's question reflexively, but then Yao Shi suddenly asked for a handkerchief...

Hey! Your leg!

The glaring bloodstains caught Milutin's eye. A five-centimeter-long gash had been cut into Yao Shi's snow-white shinbone, and several streaks of crimson blood were flowing down her jade-like skin.

"That's why I said I need a handkerchief."

Yao Shi lowered her head and said softly, "This is really bad. If the young master sees this injury, he'll worry about me again..."

Chapter 81: Misfortune? Whose misfortune?

Strangely enough, ever since Wu Liang came to the library with Su Qian, he has noticed that the bad luck around him has almost disappeared.

The accidents that had happened on the road and in the store before never happened again, as if they had vanished into thin air, or as if the bad luck had stopped.

So does that mean he and Su Qian are safe now? And they don't need to worry about any danger befalling them?

"Wrong."

Wu Liang shook his head to clear his mind of distractions. No, now was not the time for him to let his guard down.

Before Mo Qianhuan arrived, he couldn't be certain that the misfortune he was suffering from had disappeared.

Until the other party confirms that his bad luck has disappeared, he'd better stay here obediently and not wander around.

There weren't many people in the library today. Compared to the bustling streets and park paths, it was relatively more spacious and safer.

"Wu Liang, why are you spacing out again?"

Su Qian closed the book in her hand, rested her chin on her hands, and looked intently at Wu Liang in front of her.

Although the serious expression on the other person's face had faded considerably, it was still clear that they had a lot on their mind.

She didn't know why so many accidents had happened before, nor did she know why Wu Liang had become so suspicious.

But she knew that Wu Liang was so nervous because he was afraid that she would be implicated and hurt.

The events that followed, which defied common sense, showed that they were not coincidences, but rather a series of bizarre accidents targeting Wu Liang.

It was as if fate had ordained it all; no matter where Wu Liang went, he would encounter danger.

But wasn't that what she was thinking too? The reason she wanted to stay by Wu Liang's side was because she was afraid he would get hurt.

Rather than letting Wu Liang face this strange event alone, she should stay by her side as a protector.

If she could stay by his side, she could contact the hospital immediately even if Wu Liang encountered danger.

"No, I was just thinking about something. What's wrong? Have you finished reading this book?"

Wu Liang raised his head and looked at Su Qian, who was looking at him with a tender expression.

He scratched his head sheepishly. He was so distracted on a date with Su Qian. If Su Chengluo and Wu Xingsheng knew, they would probably scold him for not understanding women.

"Are you still bothered by what just happened? Don't worry, we're safe now, aren't we?"

"Everything around us has been normal since the beginning, hasn't it? Don't overthink it."

"You look terrible, let me get you a glass of water."

Su Qian stood up and leaned forward slightly, placing her index finger above Wu Liang's lips.

Her full breasts stretched her lace-embroidered button-down shirt out of shape as she leaned forward.

Su Qian's pure black hair flowed down her fingertips onto Wu Liang's face, the smooth touch making Wu Liang feel a little itchy.

"Ahem... Su Qian... saw it..."

Wu Liang was stunned by Su Qian's bold move, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the pair of soft, supple, and white breasts that he could see through her neckline.

But Wu Liang only paused for a few seconds before shaking his head. Su Qian must feel uncomfortable if she doesn't tease him every day, right?

"Personally, I don't mind too much, since you already saw it that night anyway."

"You've already seen every inch of my body, so what, you're still interested in me with my clothes on?"

Su Qian reached out and touched Su Qian's cheek with a slight smile. Wu Liang had already seen how she looked in her underwear.

Besides, she knew that Wu Liang wasn't the kind of person who liked to take advantage of others.

"Your statement sounds just like I'm some kind of old rogue."

Wu Liang smiled and shrugged, his previous seriousness and tension lessening considerably.

Perhaps because Su Qian had been comforting and supporting him the whole time, he was much more relaxed today than last time.

"Are you genuinely clueless about girls, or are you just pretending to be oblivious and ignoring this?"

"Aren't you going to comment on my outfit today? I spent ages picking out this combination after I knew I was going shopping with you."

Seemingly feeling somewhat helpless about Wu Liang's reaction, Su Qian pushed back her chair and walked to the side of the table.

She lifted the hem of her daffodil-patterned blue mini-skirt with her small hand and twirled around in place, revealing her full and alluring legs encased in black stockings.

Perhaps because Wu Liang hadn't complimented her clothes, Su Qian walked slowly in front of Wu Liang and delivered a karate chop to the top of his head.

"I spent a full half hour choosing this outfit so that I could look my best in front of you."

Su Qian withdrew her hand from Wu Liang's head and said resentfully.

It's incredibly difficult to hear even a simple "beautiful" or "really pretty" from this guy.

"Hmm... it's beautiful..."

Wu Liang touched his nose somewhat awkwardly, but he had to admit that Su Qian looked really beautiful today.

Her pure white lace blouse and daffodil-blue floral skirt were simple and elegant, and the light-colored combination made her look like an ethereal fairy.

In fact, he rarely saw Su Qian in casual clothes. After all, the academy required students to wear uniforms, so Wu Liang's impression of Su Qian was always that of a uniform and black stockings.

"A perfunctory man will not win the favor of a lady."

Su Qian brushed the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear and gave Wu Liang a disdainful look.

"Don't move around here, I'll go get you a glass of water."

"Then why don't you stay here and let me go buy you some oranges?"

Wu Liang was amused by Su Qian's words, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.

Being with Su Qian made him feel at ease. She was mature and reliable, and one of the few women besides Yao Shi who he could trust.

"You're such a chatterbox. I don't want to wait here for another dad to come back."

Su Qian covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her crescent-shaped eyes were beautiful.

It's clear that Wu Liang is much more relaxed now than before; at least he's not as serious anymore.

That's how it should be. When you go shopping with her, you should be happy. What kind of person would you be if you always had a serious face and looked nervous?

"Bite"

The vibration came from his pocket, and Wu Liang took out his phone while watching Su Qian walk away.

It was a message from Mo Qianhuan, probably saying that the other party was almost there...

The message from Mo Qianhuan was very short, just one sentence, but that one sentence made Wu Liang feel as if half of his body had fallen into an icy abyss, chilling him to the bone.

Are you sure this bad luck is coming from you?

Chapter 82: The Meeting of the Real and Fake Fiancées

Are you sure this bad luck is coming from you?

Wu Liang was stunned when he saw the message Mo Qianhuan sent him, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what she was trying to say.

But he was only distracted for a moment before he quickly realized that something was wrong.

According to the information about misfortune that Mo Qianhuan had told him before, a person should only have one chance to experience misfortune in their lifetime.

Misfortune will not befall the same person twice, which means that Wu Liang, who has successfully avoided misfortune, cannot be afflicted by it again.

But the strange events happening now were indeed caused by misfortune, which made him think in that direction.

After all, he had personally experienced those bizarre events, so it was normal for him to feel that misfortune had struck him again.