Chapter 2

The last sound of "ah" from Nuan Ge hung in the air and suddenly ceased. This was because, just when she thought she was about to perish and had crossed into "China," she felt a warm tightening around her waist, which turned out to be the arm of a young man with a furrowed brow. Nuan Ge's lips trembled involuntarily as she swallowed hard, struggling to grasp the warmth of the man's hand and the realization reflected in his eyes that she was still alive, secretly letting out a sigh of relief in her heart.

At the same time, she also recognized that this man was the young master she had encountered earlier among the bushes on the slope, eating honeycomb honey!

Well, perhaps he has some matters that he must attend to? Surely, there are still many good people in this world

The young master Shaoling, standing to the side, had a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. This girl is truly something; she has abrasions on her forehead, a sprained ankle, and when she was pulled out of the water, her body was covered in bruises. Yet, before her injuries had even healed properly, she started helping her aunt with business. Indeed, she is a graduate of a business school. This girl is too good at fabricating stories and has an audacity that is remarkable. The disparity between her outward appearance as a refined young lady and her inner self is truly vast.

In fact, that long "ah" on that day, apart from the parties involved and the heavens, no one knew what it represented. However, for Nuan Ge, it signified the end of an era

"Don't move, don't move! Uh? What's so sweet?" This is the voice of Nuan Ge.

Ah! The warm song instinctively took a step back, the chaotic mind immediately cleared, the face turned as red as Guan Gong, and yesterday's memories surged up all at once. "What is it, why are you here... um, you can browse around first... uh, thank you for saving my life, goodbye! Goodbye!"

Uncle Zhong understood in his heart and inadvertently glanced at the young master, but seeing that he still wore a serious expression, he could only continue with a bitter smile: "Director Yu said that the young master will be arranged to stay in Songshi Studio."

"Hey, don't mess around!" It was the voice of the young master

Many hours have passed

Wang Wang, oh the sun, see clearly, he is the one who sent someone to cut down the tree for honey, and later saved his young master

Taking advantage and then wanting to slip away? The one speaking is, of course, the person who has been taken advantage of

A warm song lightly coughs, and I think to myself that escaping by applying oil to my feet is indeed not an easy task

Facing her, a middle-aged woman was staring intently at herself, her eyes wide open and filled with anger, resembling an expression that was about to erupt in flames

"Miss Warm Song, you may call me Uncle Zhong," the elderly servant in a green robe said with utmost respect. "My young master will be staying at the academy for a while, haha, this is also due to the invitation from Dean Yu."

Warm Song swiftly climbed onto the young master's body, using both hands and feet, disregarding his surprise and sudden panic. She tightly embraced his neck, using a gaze so poignant that it could bring tears to one's eyes, signaling the young master to look upwards.

Is the newcomer? I haven't heard my mother mention it. Warm Song, feeling puzzled, quickened her pace. As she got closer, she lightly cleared her throat, adopting her usual demeanor of a refined young lady, and gently asked, "Is that gentleman ahead a new student at the academy?"

Warm Song nodded in satisfaction, then pretended to be calm and fled in a panic

Looking at the figures, there are two unfamiliar men, one very young, the other appearing quite aged, with grizzled hair neatly combed, holding a birdcage covered with a black cloth

The increasingly dense buzzing sound, reminiscent of a swarm, gradually approached. The homeless wasps, hidden in the place where the trees had been cut down, finally found the culprit and launched a full-scale attack, targeting: the warm song and that young master

Ah ... ... '' is the shared scream of the young master and Nuan Ge ... . ... After that, it became quiet

When the warm song gently awakens, it is already unknown what evening it is; the sky is still bright.

There is one thing that is obvious without any need for thought: her cheeks are red and swollen, clearly a result of being slapped.

Xiao Rou had no intention of listening to others, but when the disheveled girl shouted like that, her figure came to a halt, for it was a warm song

Uh, uh?

Ah, well, Young Master Shaoling, what a wonderful name it is, one that immediately suggests a good person, a good person!" Warm Song quickly turned around, clasping his hands in a salute, "Farewell, farewell!"

Shaoling raised his eyebrows and said, "There is a saying that goes, 'You lift a stone only to drop it on your own foot.' If it weren't for the bad idea you suggested for your cousin, we wouldn't have ended up in such a predicament"

In fact, regardless of whether the man speaks or not, Nuan Ge currently has no intention of expressing gratitude. Her heart has become relatively calm, and her ears are relatively quiet; the howling wind is nothing significant, and the thunderous sound of the river at the bottom of the cliff is even less so. The only thing she needs to worry about at the moment is one matter:

To be precise, it signifies the end of an era that one has not embraced.

The person paused upon hearing the sound, and after a moment, slowly turned their face, gazing intently at Nuan Ge.

The young master furrowed his brows even tighter, "Do you still want to complain that the honey has stained your clothes?"

Hafei Business School is located in the southeastern corner of Shanhai County, originally a piece of wasteland. After being purchased by Lei Xiaojv, it has undergone continuous renovations until today, under the management of Tu Shuyu and Yu Lei, it has become a beautifully spacious mansion. It features a main gate, a secondary gate, numerous study halls, as well as a library and small gardens with pavilions and water features.

Astonishment turned into sorrow, and the originally mournful voice of the warm song that fell towards the bottom of the cliff became even more heartrending: "Sister... a bastard has... cut down... the trees down there... ah... ah... hey... ah!"

Nuan Ge did not misinterpret, for he spoke in a low and somewhat mocking tone: "Do not think that I am saving you; it is merely because the tree was cut down by my people."

Warm Song pouted her lips, her left hand tucked into her sleeve as she walked towards the Songshi Academy. She had fallen from the cliff yesterday and, after being rescued, had slept until the afternoon. Upon waking, she was severely reprimanded by her aunt and was fined a month's allowance! It is said that her cousin is not in a much better situation, having been sent to the Peach Blossom Villa in the countryside for reflection. That scoundrel Ji Moran has no idea where he has run off to, nor does he bother to come and check on his cousin, what a bad person!

Tears shimmered in Nuan Ge's eyes, her lips biting down on a fragrant handkerchief, and the sorrow on her face was difficult to bear. "Uncle Zhong, I have decided to let bygones be bygones and not pursue the fact that your young master harmed me by cutting down trees. After all, there are more good people in this world. But do you really want to stay here? Please consider it carefully; the rules here are very strict. Even guests must adhere to many regulations, and my aunt... my aunt is a person of integrity who never shows favoritism. I believe she will not waive or reduce your accommodation fees just because you saved me. Please think it over; the rules here are very strict. Even guests must adhere to many regulations, and my aunt... my aunt is a person of integrity who never shows favoritism. I believe she will not waive or reduce your accommodation fees just because you saved me. Sigh, I actually feel quite embarrassed..."

A warm song sent a shiver through my heart, and my palms began to reflexively ache, as if struck by a ruler. My brows furrowed tightly, and I called out as gently and cautiously as I could: "Aunt..."

Everything happened in an instant, and everyone had not even had the time to comprehend the incident of Xiao Rou jumping off the cliff, when suddenly... it was a warm song!

The expression suddenly shifted from a hint of cunning to one of grievance, momentarily leaving Shaoling in a daze. To be frank, whether now or at the edge of the cliff, she was not as beautiful as that cousin, yet there was a certain naive demeanor in her expression that was particularly unique. However, he did not have the time to ponder exactly what made it so special.

Uh, is there something going on? Wasn't the warm song designed by herself? Why is she coming out at this time?

Before the young master could take a sharp breath, everything suddenly turned dark. It was Nuan Ge, who covered both his and his own face with the cloak draped over him

Ah... ah... ah... I accidentally got water on the landscape painting and it got smudged... um, I'll just paint another one... as for the ink... anyway, my daughter's ink hasn't dried up... ah... '' A series of continuous screams from Nuan Ge shattered the tranquility of the boudoir...

Do you still have honey on your hands

While she was murmuring to herself, the two individuals in front of the waterside pavilion caught her attention

With a slap, the tears that remained were not to be taken lightly. A hand struck warm song's cheek, instantly reddening her face. "You daring girl, how could you let your sister play with self-destruction! You lost the map of the mountains and rivers, and now you've let your daughter see the water!"

He held Warm Song with his left arm and grasped a thick vine with his right hand, and the two of them swayed suspended in mid-air... His black hair was casually tied up, and he wore a dark robe. From Warm Song's line of sight, the only bright color she could see on him was the silver satin ribbon that danced in the wind among his hair! How could this person have such beautiful eyes...! Such deep and profound gaze... And above the eyes, or rather below, such a straight nose... From Warm Song's line of sight, the only bright color she could see on him was the silver satin ribbon that danced in the wind among his hair! How could this person have such beautiful eyes...! Such deep and profound gaze... And above the eyes, or rather below, such a straight nose... And his thin lips were curled up into a charming smile, but that smile looked like it was asking for trouble...

Turquoise? Isn't it very close to where I live? Warm Song felt greatly annoyed, but could not show it on her face. She secretly vowed in her heart to make this Shaoling feel extremely uncomfortable! ... However ... ... after thinking it over, she still chose to respond with a smile, "You can stay if you want, but ... ... what about what happened yesterday? The fewer people who know, the better. What do you think?"

The old servant in a green robe, holding a birdcage, smiled warmly and replied, "Miss Nuange has awakened, hasn't she? Yes, this is our young master Shaoling, who saved your life."

Moreover, there was an even more terrifying incident: when jumping off the cliff, the copy of "The Plum in the Golden Vase" that Nuan Ge was holding accidentally fell out...

The carved window, the soft bed adorned with white gauze curtains, is neat and comfortable. My fingers gently glide over the embroidered satin surface of the cushion, smooth as fine ink. The air carries a waft of fragrance, yet it is not that of powder; it must be from the fresh flowers placed on the small table beside the bed.

What happened yesterday? Shaoling retorted

Will the young lady of the prestigious Ha Fei Business School also be beaten?

"Sister, don't jump!" Nuan Ge continued to shout. Xiao Rou Jie stopped, and he finally felt relieved, but his steps could not be halted, instinctively continuing to rush forward. ... Indeed, human plans cannot compare to the heavens' arrangements; running too fast, he inadvertently tripped over a stone beneath his feet and stumbled forward ... . ... He could not regain his balance.

Hmm," the young master replied coldly

Did you also pick the beehive

I ... ... '' The warm song makes one want to cry without tears, and the idea of jumping off the cliff was not hers, okay? Why should even a stranger blame her