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

He and Wu Liang also had a relatively close relationship, arguably one of the few "good" friends Wu Liang had.

When Wu Liang was discharged from the hospital and returned to school, as his lackey, he naturally rushed to Wu Liang's side at the first opportunity.

"Rat? It's no big deal, I'm just planning to change my hairstyle."

Wu Liang shot a cold glance at the guy who had come up to him. This guy with a bird's nest hairstyle was nicknamed "Rat."

Because he was usually sloppy and would peek at people by parting his bangs, appearing shifty, Wu Liang in the game had given him the nickname "Rat."

But the current Wu Liang clearly didn't think much of this lackey beside him.

After all, when he was playing the male protagonist in the game and trying to capture the female lead, this 'Rat' had often offered him advice.

This had ruined his capture plans time and again; he was truly a dog-headed strategist.

So, seeing this 'Rat' again, Wu Liang's teeth itched with hatred, and he really didn't want to deal with the guy.

However, it had to be said that 'Rat' was loyal to Wu Liang and wholeheartedly considered Wu Liang's best interests.

But Wu Liang couldn't quite remember why 'Rat' was so loyal to him.

His past memories were already a bit blurry, only remembering it seemed to be something not worth caring about.

"Uh, this... Boss, aren't you exclusively devoted to the pompadour hairstyle in this life...?"

'Rat' couldn't quite believe his ears. Boss Wu Liang actually said he was just planning to change his hairstyle? Just like that??

Young Master Wu Liang used to admire the pompadour so much. And whether it was his imagination or not, he felt like ever since the boss lost his pompadour, his personality had changed completely.

"I have something to do, I'm going to find Teacher Ye first."

Wu Liang somewhat disdainfully pushed away the hand 'Rat' had placed on his shoulder.

Although the guy was very loyal to him, the underhanded tricks he'd played in the game were still fresh in his memory.

"Uh... Okay..."

'Rat' stared blankly at Wu Liang, who got up and walked towards the door.

He lowered his head and looked silently at his own hand that had been pushed away. This was the first time the boss had been so cold to him.

Had he somehow angered the boss at some point, making him unhappy? Why did the cold aura emanating from the boss make him feel so chilled?

"Hey, Wu Liang! Are you planning to become a new person?"

"You're not wearing your gold chain anymore, and you're not styling your pompadour. Are you not planning to be a delinquent young master anymore? What, are you retiring from the underworld?"

A tug on his shoulder suddenly made Wu Liang stop in his tracks.

He looked back and saw a guy with dyed blond hair standing behind him with two or three other guys, grinning at him.

"What, Monkey Head, do you think I'm strange now?"

Wu Liang smiled slightly. He vaguely remembered this Blondie was the son of some big shot.

He had some influence in Yanghai City, but this guy wasn't exactly a good person usually.

The things he'd done at school were no less than what the old Wu Liang had done, and he could be considered a scoundrel.

"Yeah, strange, too strange. How did our delinquent young master suddenly turn into a good boy?"

"Could it be that the shot put from a few days ago made you stupid? This doesn't look like the arrogant young master you usually are."

The guy with the blond hair squeezed Wu Liang's shoulder bones hard.

But he found that Wu Liang's shoulder bones were as hard as iron blocks, making it impossible to move his body even a bit.

Seeing Wu Liang's complete lack of reaction, Blondie's heart suddenly turned cold. Was this guy's body really this sturdy?

How come he couldn't even budge the guy, who was as stiff as an idiot.

"You're right, I was indeed hit by a shot put, and it completely woke me up. I, Wu Liang, have never felt so clear-headed."

Wu Liang smiled and grabbed Blondie's wrist with his right hand, twisting it to the side.

Blondie immediately felt his wrist being clamped as if by an iron hoop, making it impossible to move.

Intense pain shot from his wrist to his brain nerves, and his entire arm felt twisted like a rope.

Large beads of sweat continuously dripped from Blondie's forehead. He struggled desperately against the intense pain.

But with every bit of struggle, Wu Liang's grip tightened.

"Ahhh!! Damn it, let go of me right now!!!"

Finally unable to bear the pain, Blondie clutched his restrained arm, his face contorted as he screamed.

It's breaking, it's breaking, it's really breaking! Does this guy intend to dislocate my arm!!!

"But unfortunately, the current Wu Liang is still the same Wu Liang as before. He is still that arrogant and wild villainous young master."

Wu Liang flung Blondie's arm away and said with a cold sneer.

He wasn't some good boy; he had always been a scoundrel young master.

It was like this before, and it will be like this in the future. It will never change.

Chapter 14: Ye Luotong's Other Side

"Old... Boss..."

Rat stared blankly at the imposing Wu Liang, momentarily stunned.

Even though his boss used to be a thug, he'd never shown such an overwhelmingly dominant aura before.

This sudden change in Wu Liang, as if he were a different person, felt incredibly surreal.

Was he dreaming? Didn't his boss just get hit by a shot put? Could it have somehow unlocked a second personality?

Or maybe that shot put had directly awakened something in him, like he was about to turn into a Super Saiyan?

"Is this still the same Wu Liang? He's completely different. -_-||"

"Mom... I think I'm in love... I'm sorry... I think I've fallen for a delinquent... ???"

"What on earth happened to Wu Liang to make him like this? (° △ °)"

The onlookers, who had been watching the show, first focused on Blondie, who was squatting on the ground, rubbing his arm.

Then, their gazes shifted collectively to Wu Liang. Especially when they saw the chilling coldness in his eyes.

Everyone present couldn't help but shiver. That look, like he was observing a single-celled amoeba, was just too intense.

"A bootleg... bootleg Gilgamesh?"

The boys' eyes twitched as they spoke, unsure if they were mistaken.

He felt that today's Wu Liang possessed a strange, wild energy, yet it wasn't off-putting.

Instead, it gave him the illusion that this was Wu Liang's true personality, the inherent temperament of the Wu Family's Young Master.

"Hey Rat, aren't you the closest to Wu Liang? Can you explain what's going on?"

Several girls approached Rat, asking him with confusion.

Although they didn't want to associate with that shifty-eyed guy, they had to approach him to understand Wu Liang.

After all, this guy was Wu Liang's best friend and his most loyal lackey. He should know something.

"Uh, no, I also don't know what's going on with Young Master Wu Liang..."

Rat hadn't expected these girls to talk to him.

He shyly lowered his head, not daring to look at the girls in front of him, stammering his words.

He wasn't good at interacting with girls. Because of his appearance, he'd been called disgusting by girls more than once.

This made him very self-conscious around them, especially when facing pretty girls. He even hesitated to look at their faces.

He was afraid of leaving a bad impression and further lowering his image.

"But if you want to know more about Young Master Wu Liang, I can..."

When Rat, his face flushed and mustering his courage, finally looked up at the girls in front of him, he found that they had already walked away.

"I can tell you about the Boss..."

Rat muttered to himself. Was this how his first conversation with girls ended?

He chuckled self-deprecatingly. Well, with his looks, it was already kind of him to talk to him.

He had even thought about having a long chat with those girls just now. How foolish, why didn't he have any self-awareness?

"But the Boss now is really handsome..."

Rat shook his head, clearing his mind of trivial thoughts, and looked back at Wu Liang, who had already left the classroom.

Looking at it this way, Boss Wu Liang's back was actually quite broad, just like when he first met Boss Wu Liang...

Knock, knock, knock.

Wu Liang lightly tapped on the ivory door a few times before pushing it open and entering the room.

A red velvet carpet covered the center of the hallway, and the marble floor was inlaid with golden patterns.

A luxurious crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, and huge cashmere curtains blocked the floor-to-ceiling windows, yet the room remained very bright.

If Wu Liang hadn't known this was one of the teachers' offices, he might have thought it was the hall of some noble's mansion.

However, for Huihuangxing Academy, such decoration and layout were already very common and ordinary.

As a private high school that almost only admitted daughters of prestigious families and young masters, it was naturally hundreds of times better than ordinary high schools.

Wu Liang scanned the room briefly after entering. The other teachers were not present.

So Wu Liang easily spotted Ye Luotong, who was resting with her eyes closed at her writing desk.

"Teacher Ye, I..."

As he approached Ye Luotong, Wu Liang raised his hand to wake her up.

But upon seeing Ye Luotong's slightly pale complexion, he withdrew his hand.

He stood by Ye Luotong's side, looking at her sleeping face. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her lips moved as if she were complaining about something.

Ye Luotong had fallen into a light sleep, her upper garment half-open, revealing her fair shoulders and full, soft chest.

From Wu Liang's perspective, this scene brimming with vitality was fully in view.

"..."

Wu Liang glanced at Ye Luotong's exposed neckline, remained silent for a moment, then moved the chair aside and sat down.

He casually pulled a biographical epic from Ye Luotong's desk and began flipping through its pages.

Doing his best to avoid making any noise, Wu Liang carefully read the epic about the biography of King Arthur.

"Ye Luotong really has quite a fondness for Western historical studies."

Wu Liang read with interest, occasionally noticing Ye Luotong's scribbles and markings in the book.

He even found little anime figures drawn at the bottom of the pages, depicting people fighting with weapons.

The drawing skill, however, was rather questionable; it would be better if they were redone from scratch.

Wu Liang, who had originally intended to read to pass the time, found himself unconsciously drawn to Ye Luotong's little anime drawings.

In less than a moment, Wu Liang had finished looking at Ye Luotong's anime doodles.

Feeling unsatisfied, Wu Liang took the Epic of Gilgamesh from Ye Luotong's desk.

But as soon as Wu Liang opened the first page, he was stunned by the page filled with emoticons.

"The Wise King Gilgamesh is just too handsome!! (//▽//)"

Even though he was called a tyrant, he finally woke up. Long live the Hero King! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

"The king who carries the hopes of his people, the pressure must be immense. (╥╯^╰╥)(╥╯^╰╥)"

He saw the text written in red ink and the emoticons that almost covered the entire page, along with the scribbles.