Villain Young Master Doesn't Want to Date the Cute Domineering Female Lead

Moreover, his relationship with Wu Liang was fairly close. He could be considered one of the few "good" friends by Wu Liang's side.

After Wu Liang was discharged from the hospital and returned to school, Rat, as his lackey, naturally hurried over to his side at the first opportunity.

"Rat? It's nothing serious. I'm just planning to change my hairstyle."

Wu Liang swept a cold glance over the boy who had sidled up to him. This boy with a bird's-nest hairstyle was nicknamed Rat.

Because he was usually slovenly and had to part the bangs over his forehead to peek at people, making him look sneaky, Wu Liang in the game had given him the nickname Rat.

But the current Wu Liang clearly did not think much of this lackey by his side.

After all, back when he had been pursuing the female leads as the game's male protagonist, it was often this "Rat" who had offered Wu Liang advice.

As a result, he had ruined Wu Liang's plans time and again. He truly was a bona fide incompetent strategist.

So whenever Wu Liang saw this "Rat" now, his teeth itched with hatred, and he had no desire to deal with him.

That said, Rat was utterly loyal to Wu Liang and always considered things from Wu Liang's perspective.

But Wu Liang could not quite remember why Rat was so loyal to him.

His memories of the past had grown somewhat hazy. He only remembered that it seemed to have been something not worth paying much attention to.

"Uh... Boss, weren't you devoted to the pompadour for life...?"

Rat could hardly believe his ears. Boss Wu Liang had actually said he was merely changing his hairstyle? Merely??

The former Young Master Wu Liang had worshipped pompadours so much, and Rat did not know whether it was merely his imagination.

But ever since Boss had lost his pompadour, it felt as though even his personality had changed completely.

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

Wu Liang disdainfully brushed aside Rat's hand from his shoulder.

Although Rat was extremely loyal to him, the underhanded schemes Rat had used against him in the game remained fresh in his mind.

"Uh... okay..."

Rat blankly watched Wu Liang rise and walk toward the door.

He lowered his head and silently looked at the hand that had been brushed aside. This was the first time Boss had treated him so coldly.

Had he upset Boss somewhere without realizing it? Why did the icy aura around Boss make his heart feel so cold?

"Hey, Wu Liang! Are you planning to turn over a new leaf?"

"No more big gold chain, no more pompadour. Are you not going to be a delinquent anymore? What, washing your hands of it?"

The sudden tug on his shoulder made Wu Liang stop.

He turned toward the voice and saw a blond-haired boy standing behind him with two or three other boys, all grinning mischievously at him.

"What, Monkey Head? You think I look strange now?"

Wu Liang smiled faintly. If he remembered correctly, this blond-haired boy seemed to be the son of some high-ranking official.

He held a certain amount of influence in Yanghai City, but he was no good person in everyday life either.

The things he got up to at school were no fewer than what the former Wu Liang had done. He could be considered a scoundrel as well.

"Yeah, strange. Too strange. How did our delinquent young master suddenly become such a good little boy?"

"Could it be that shot put from a few days ago knocked you stupid? This doesn't look like the usual arrogant young master at all."

The blond-haired boy forcefully squeezed Wu Liang's shoulder bone twice.

Yet he found that Wu Liang's shoulder was as hard as iron, and he could not move him even the slightest bit.

Seeing that Wu Liang had no reaction at all, Blondie's heart sank. Had this guy's body always been this sturdy?

Why could he not budge him even a single step? He was fucking hard as a damn idiot.

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

With a smiling expression, Wu Liang grabbed Blondie's wrist with his right hand and twisted it to one side.

Blondie immediately felt as though his wrist had been locked in an iron shackle, unable to move even an inch.

Intense pain traveled from his wrist to his brain. His whole arm seemed to have been twisted into a pretzel.

Beads of sweat the size of beans poured down Blondie's forehead as he endured the agonizing pain and struggled desperately.

But with every bit he struggled, the force in Wu Liang's hand intensified by another degree.

"Aaaahhh!! Fuck, let go of me already!!!"

Finally unable to bear the pain, Blondie clutched his restrained arm and screamed with a twisted expression.

It was going to break, it was going to break, it was really going to break! Was this guy trying to tear off his arm?!

"But unfortunately, the current Wu Liang is still the same Wu Liang from before. He is still that wild, arrogant scoundrel young master."

Wu Liang flung Blondie's arm away and sneered.

He was no good little boy. He had always been a shameless young master.

That had been true before, and it would remain true in the future. It would never change.

Ye Luotong's Other Side

"B-Boss..."

Rat stared blankly at the overwhelmingly imposing Wu Liang, stunned for a moment.

Although Boss had always been a delinquent, he had never displayed such a commanding aura.

Wu Liang's sudden transformation into someone who seemed entirely different made Rat feel as though he were dreaming.

Was he dreaming? Boss had merely been hit by a shot put. Could that have knocked out a second personality?

Or had that shot put directly awakened Boss? Was he about to become a Super Saiyan or something?

"Is this really the old Wu Liang? He's practically a completely different person. -_-||"

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

"What exactly happened to Wu Liang for him to become like this? (° △ °)"

The onlookers first watched Blondie crouching on the ground and continuously rubbing his arm.

Then they all turned their attention to Wu Liang. Especially when they saw the chill-filled look in his eyes.

Everyone present could not help but shiver. That gaze, as though he were looking at a single-celled microorganism like a paramecium, had far too much flavor to it.

"A bootleg... bootleg Gilgamesh?"

The boys said this with twitching eyes, unsure whether they had misjudged him.

They felt that today's Wu Liang possessed an inexplicable air of madness, yet that arrogance did not feel offensive.

Instead, it gave them the illusion that Wu Liang ought to have this kind of personality, that this was the innate bearing 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 walked over to Rat and asked in confusion.

Although they did not want to interact with this shifty-looking guy, they had no choice but to seek him out if they wanted to understand Wu Liang.

After all, this boy had the best relationship with Wu Liang and was Wu Liang's utterly loyal lackey. He ought to know something.

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

Rat had not expected these girls to take the initiative to speak with him.

He shyly lowered his head, not daring to look at the girls before him, and stammered.

He was not good at talking to girls. Due to his appearance, it was not the first or second time girls had called him disgusting.

That had made him extremely self-conscious around girls. Especially when facing pretty girls, he did not even dare look at their faces.

He feared leaving them with a bad impression and making their perception of him worsen even further.

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

After Rat blushed furiously and gathered the courage to raise his head, he discovered that the girls from before had already left.

"I can tell you about Boss..."

Rat muttered to himself. Was the first time girls had spoken to him really going to end like this...

He smiled at himself mockingly. Still, that made sense. With how he looked, it was already kind enough of them to talk to him at all.

He had actually just thought about having a long conversation with those girls. How stupid. Why did he not have even a little self-awareness?

"But Boss really is handsome now..."

Rat shook his head, throwing the trivial thoughts from his mind, and looked once more at Wu Liang, who had already left the classroom.

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

Knock, knock, knock.

Wu Liang raised his hand and lightly knocked several times on the ivory-white door before pushing it open and entering the room.

A red velvet carpet ran down the center of the passageway, while the marble floor was patterned with streaks of gold.

An extravagant crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, and enormous cashmere curtains covered the floor-to-ceiling windows, yet the room remained brightly lit.

If Wu Liang had not known that this was one of the teachers' offices, he might have thought it was the hall of some noble family.

But for Huihuangxing Academy, this kind of decor was already very common and ordinary.

As a private academy attended almost exclusively by young ladies and young masters of prominent families, it naturally surpassed ordinary schools by hundreds of levels.

After entering the room, Wu Liang casually scanned the area. None of the other teachers were there.

Thus, Wu Liang quickly spotted Ye Luotong resting with her eyes closed at her writing desk.

"Teacher Ye, I..."

After approaching Ye Luotong, Wu Liang raised his hand, intending to wake her.

But when he saw her somewhat pale complexion, he withdrew his hand again.

He simply stood beside Ye Luotong and watched her sleeping face. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her rosy lips moved as though she were complaining about something.

Ye Luotong slept lightly, the front of her blouse partly open, revealing her fair shoulders and full breasts.

From Wu Liang's angle, the springtime beauty before him was entirely visible.

"..."

Wu Liang glanced at Ye Luotong's ample chest, fell silent for a moment, then pulled over a chair and quietly sat down beside her.

He casually took an epic biography from Ye Luotong's desk and began turning the pages to read.

Avoiding making any noise as much as possible, Wu Liang carefully read the epic in his hands about King Arthur's life.

"Ye Luotong really does love Western history."

Wu Liang read with interest. From time to time, he could see traces of Ye Luotong's annotations in the book.

He could even see little cartoon figures Ye Luotong had drawn at the bottom of the pages, wielding weapons and fighting one another.

Her drawing skills, however, were truly difficult to praise. She should probably go back to the drawing board.

Wu Liang had originally intended to pass the time by reading, but before he knew it, Ye Luotong's little cartoon figures had captured his attention.

In less than a moment, Wu Liang had finished reading all of Ye Luotong's cartoon figures.

Still wanting more, Wu Liang took the Epic of Gilgamesh from Ye Luotong's desk.

But the moment Wu Liang opened the first page, the flood of emoticons before his eyes left him stunned.

'Wise King Gilgamesh is way too handsome!! (//▽//)'

'He may have been a tyrant, but he came to his senses in the end. Long live Hero King! L('ω')┘三└('ω')"'

'A king who bears the people's hopes really does not have ordinary pressure on his shoulders. (╥╯^╰╥)(╥╯^╰╥)'

Seeing the red-ink writing and the doodled emoticons that nearly covered the entire page.