Le Zheng Chu hadn’t intended to get involved in Shu De’s matters, but when he saw his younger brother who had just arrived at school, he suddenly felt that if he didn’t protect him well, his brother would probably suffer the same fate as Mao Tian, who had already left.
Although this younger brother came at a rather cheap price, Le Zheng Chu, who had been raised under the education of the Le Zheng family since childhood, had always regarded family as the most important existence—more important than the clan itself.
Apart from his father, sister, and Sebastian, the person who mattered most to him now was this younger brother, Le Zheng Fei, who looked about his age.
Only, his younger brother Fei seemed unwilling to admit that he was a member of the Le Zheng family.
At first, Le Zheng Chu didn’t quite understand his brother’s attitude.
But through the gossip-loving sister Le Zheng Wen’s words, he began to piece things together.
Fei was different from him and their sister.
Fei was the son of their father and his first wife, the woman he loved most.
He should have been the legitimate First Young Master of the Le Zheng family, but because their father… had some entanglement with Le Zheng Chu’s mother during that time, Fei and his mother left.
Fei’s name was Changfei, born from the hatred and resentment stemming from the fact that their father had never known of his existence for fourteen years.
So when their father finally found him, Fei was unwilling to return to the Le Zheng Mansion that he didn’t even consider his home.
This filled Le Zheng Chu with some guilt.
He always saw himself as a responsible heir of the Le Zheng family with no debts to repay, but in truth, the debts had long been borne by the previous generation.
After briefly interacting with his brother, Le Zheng Chu felt that if Fei hadn’t encountered their father’s infidelity back then, he would probably be even more outstanding than himself now.
All this only intensified Le Zheng Chu’s sense of responsibility toward his brother.
He treated Fei as dearly as he did his sister.
When Changfei’s figure suddenly appeared outside the door, Le Zheng Chu became quite concerned.
Considering Fei’s possible ill feelings toward the Le Zheng family, Le Zheng Chu initially didn’t intend to expose Fei as the true legitimate heir.
What he didn’t know was that many deals existed between Fei and Le Zheng Tingyu, and things were far more complicated than he imagined.
But when he saw Shu De daring to provoke Fei, seemingly intending to treat him the same way as Mao Tian, Le Zheng Chu no longer cared whether Fei would be unhappy or angry.
He immediately stood up, rushed out, and stood between the two.
What Le Zheng Chu didn’t expect was that in this short moment, Fei had already developed some terrifying thoughts about these events.
He wasn’t angry—instead, his face suddenly turned pale, looking like an innocent and frightened victim caught in a mess.
Many girls’ hearts couldn’t help but be stirred with maternal affection.
Leading the group, Xu Yiqing couldn’t hold back and stepped forward, saying, “Alright, alright, you’re all classmates. Stop arguing, you’re scaring the new student!”
“Yeah!” Several girls who had gotten close to Xu Yiqing these days immediately chimed in.
Mo Yanxin, Xu Yiqing’s close friend, even pushed Shu De with a hand on her hip and said, “Shu De, enough already! Haven’t you learned from Mao Tian’s lesson? Now you’re trying to mess with a new student too? Don’t think he knows nothing and that we’ll just watch you do whatever you want!”
Mo Yanxin had a loud voice.
Her shout immediately snapped Changfei out of his daze.
He composed himself and hesitated as he asked, “What’s going on? Who is this Mao Tian you’re talking about? What did Shu De do?”
At Fei’s question, the classmates’ expressions turned even stranger.
Le Zheng Chu couldn’t help but furrow his brow.
This matter… was really hard to explain.
The key was… the key was…
Mo Yanxin was the first to speak again.
She sneered at Shu De, then turned to Fei and said, “Shu De is a pervert. He likes Mao Tian!”
Changfei tilted his head in disbelief. “That… is just puppy love, right?”
“But Mao Tian is a boy!” Mo Yanxin immediately widened her eyes.
Fei paused, squinting at Shu De, who had a Red String tied to his little finger.
The string was visibly tight, cutting into his skin with blood dripping from it.
Fei was stunned.
Shu De’s face looked terrible.
His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t.
Tears threatened to spill from his eyes, but he clenched his teeth, then laughed bitterly and waved his hand.
“Yeah! I like Mao Tian. So what? Who says I can’t like who I want? You? Or you?” He pointed at someone and then at Mo Yanxin.
Only then did Fei notice the direction the Red String connected to… Damn… what kind of ridiculous plot was this? Shu De’s Red String was obviously tied to Mo Yanxin’s little finger!
Fei’s eyes nearly popped out.
What was going on?
What the hell was this rhythm?
Someone—anyone—explain this to me, or my brain’s going to be overwhelmed by questions!
Xu Yiqing didn’t take her eyes off Fei.
Seeing Fei’s completely bewildered expression, she couldn’t help but smile.
Thinking of that mysterious person who had helped her, she knew they would never show such an expression.
Seeing this same look on someone else who looked similar was truly amusing.
Fei didn’t realize that during the spectacle, Xu Yiqing had even dared to daydream about him.
He was focused on the furious Mo Yanxin, who shouted, “You shameless bastard!” and shoved Shu De back two steps, almost causing him to fall. Fei’s eyes narrowed.
Silently pulling off his gloves, he stepped forward and caught Shu De before he stumbled.
Feeling no change in himself, Fei roughly understood the situation.
Frowning, he said, “Although I don’t fully understand what’s going on, you’re all classmates. Is there no way to talk things out properly? Is it really necessary to resort to pushing and shoving?”
“Xiao Fei, you…?” Le Zheng Chu was surprised.
He hadn’t expected his brother to be so unbothered by the possibility that the other might be gay or have feelings for him, yet still reach out to help.
The classmates’ expressions also became strange.
Xu Yiqing’s face darkened somewhat.
She wasn’t sure what she was feeling, but she wanted to pull Fei away from the boy.
But if anyone’s expression was the oddest, it was Shu De’s.
He almost instinctively pulled his hand away from Fei’s and broke out in goosebumps.
Fei saw this and smiled.
He had deliberately touched the other to observe his reaction and confirm his suspicions.
It seemed… the other had mistaken him for being gay.
But Fei could now be certain that this rather unloved guy was heterosexual and did not have feelings for Mao Tian.
The exact situation, however, Fei would still need to inquire about carefully.