Bian stood by the entrance of the gym, roughly biting his short nails. He watched his useless brother run around, panting with a frown on his face. 'Why is he so different? What changed?'
As far as he knew, Jian was a pushover and would take any bullying he would dish out, but recently this boy left the house and even started to have a cold war with him, which was very unusual and not according to the plot.
'The plot is completely derailing. What if he regains his main character halo again? I can't let that happen…. I have to do something.' He quickly left for his class.
His stupid admirer Nansich stood by the class teacher's bench and was chatting with his friends.
Bian quickly put on a pitiful look on his face and walked past him to his seat.
'This should do the trick. He is going to ask what is wrong.' He walked a bit slower intentionally.
But to his surprise, Nansich did not stop him. Rather, he was dazedly looking into his phone while his friends were fooling around.
Bian paused. 'Fuck, what is wrong with him!' He quietly walked up to him.
"Oh boss, your beauty is here," his friends started to coo.
Nansich quickly put his phone in his pocket when he realized someone was close. "Oh Bian, why are you staying back so late after class? Do you want me to walk you home?"
Bian stood there frozen. 'W-what…?' When he walked close just now, he spotted Jian's photo in Nansich's phone! He was even looking at it dazedly!
'Fuck!!'
With tears in his eyes, he looked up at him. "W-will that be okay…"
Nansich quickly put on a serious look. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"It's… it's nothing. I'm just tired. I want to go back home." He quickly lowered his head to hide his sinister glare. 'Did he fall for that fucking cunt? Fuck this shit! He would not be of any use.'
Initially, he wanted to use Nansich to get rid of Jian, but maybe that plan might not work.
But it was worth a try.
Nansich quickly collected his bag, and amidst all the cooing sounds, he pulled Bian out of the classroom. He helped him wipe his tears. "Can you tell me what happened?"
"It's nothing." Bian tried to put on a brave face. But Nansich could see the conflict in his eyes. He sighed softly and led the young boy to the school gate.
Bian stayed silent the whole time, making Nansich a lot more worried.
'Is it his family again? What happened this time?' His mind reeled with guesses. He had already seen what had happened to Jian's face. The nasty wounds made his heart lurch in shock. 'I think they both are being bullied at home? Fuck, Jian just left Bian in that house all alone. At least he could have taken him along.'
He reached out and held the young boy's delicate hand.
Suddenly, he felt the palm stiffen up.
Looking up, he noticed Bian looking at the school gate in a dazed manner.
Jian was by the gate with his school bag. The bruise on his face had darkened, making it look much more dangerous, but the boy had a very beautiful smile on his face, talking to their class rep.
For a second, Nansich felt a sharp pain in his chest.
'Why is he smiling like that at that fucker? What are they talking about?'
Without realizing it, he started to drag Bian closer to get a better look at Jian.
Upon noticing their arrival, the boy's beautiful smile wilted. He gave him a glare, waved at their class rep, and left.
"Fuck, why is he so rude? Is it that hard to say hi?" Nansich mumbled under his breath.
Bian silently observed all this blankly. 'Fuck! It took me so long to fucking make this bastard like me, and now he easily falls for Jian!!! Fucking shit!!'
Just as he thought this, he noticed a sleek black car parked at the edge of the street. It was a high-end Bentley that was not even sold in the local market!
'It's the Wne family! They found out about us already!'
He watched Jian walk past the car without noticing anything, but he saw the window roll down a bit, looking at his brother.
That was it.
That was the moment Bian knew everything was going down the drain.
The family would only choose one boy as their heir. They might choose Jian!
He gritted his teeth silently and gazed up at Nansich. The stupid bastard was glaring at the class rep, who was getting on his bicycle.
'This bastard is useless! I'll have to use my hidden card!'
He quickly let go of his hand.
Nansich snapped out of his glaring match. "What is it? Did I grip you too hard?"
"No... Nansich, today I'll go home by myself… I'm sorry. And thank you." Before the baboon could say anything, he took off in a run.