“I was afraid that this matter would affect the students at Liu Silan. After all, we’re at Ziyuan,” he explained, seeing that Mu Rulan remained silent.
If everyone was just venting on the forums it wouldn’t be a big deal. The problem was if there were many radical supporters who backed up Mu Rulan, they would be fending off high emotions and make a ruckus in Ziyuan’s territory.
And the result of that kind of havoc would definitely bring shame to Liu Silan High School. Moreover, Zhou Yaya was also the daughter of the mayor.
Mu Rulan would definitely understand his actions. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to let her fan club members support her, but he was just doing his duty as the son of the director of Liu Silan High. He tried his best in handling this matter, and she would understand… right?
Mu Rulan looked at Ou Kaicheng, the smile at the corner of her mouth very faint. Her tone was slightly cold as she said, “You don’t have to tell me these kinds of things.”
“Why not?” Ou Kaicheng furrowed his brows.
The reason he had come to her personally to explain was to ensure she didn’t feel wronged.
“Was it necessary?” Translated by The Novelst
“Because I…” Ou Kaicheng almost confessed his feelings, but when he saw the look she leveled at him, it was clear and calm, without even the slightest hint of romance…
Suddenly, he thought back to the odd atmosphere he had walked into and felt a stone in his chest, his throat suddenly very dry.
Mu Rulan smiled deeply. “Hm?”
“…Nothing, you should rest. I need to handle some other matters,” he said, quickly turning around to leave, both his fists tightly clenched.
Ou Kaicheng made a call to his father as soon as he left the infirmary. “I spoke with Mu Rulan. Mayor Zhou can be rest assured. She’s not the kind of person to fuss over these things.”
Since the fan club members weren’t able to condemn Zhou Yaya on the forums, they could only hold back their anger for the moment. When they returned to Liu Silan, they would surely get rid of Zhou Yaya.
Mayor’s daughter? So what?
Obviously, Mayor Zhou was kept in the loop, which was why he had gone so quickly to ask Director Ou for assistance.
But in the end, the matter grew even larger. Somehow the security footage of the restaurant had been stolen and the clip where Zhou Yaya hit Mu Rulan was uploaded to the internet.
That night, Mu Rulan received a call from Hong Kong from her youngest uncle, Ke Shiqing.
“Your grandfather was so furious he almost exploded. I’ve comforted him and persuaded him to take his medicine and rest, and all he could do was remind me to call you the next day…”
Grandfather Ke was quite the rakish man when he was young. According to family lore, he had a principal wife and three concubines.
The principal wife, Zhang Xiprong, was a jeweler in Hong Kong. She gave birth to one daughter, Ke Wanqing. A few years ago, she had passed away.
The other concubines were all pregnant when they entered the Ke Family. Each had given birth to a son, and the third concubine gave birth to the least favored youngest son, Ke Shiqing.
In the past, Ke Shiqing was the only person to help Mu Rulan when she was isolated and helpless. He had given her a check to leave and look for other places to stay. However, she had been hopelessly stupid and stubborn, thinking he was mocking her, so she had left it behind.
It was because Ke Wanqing had told her that her three uncles were born from those foxes, so there was no need for her to show them any respect.
In her new life, the only person that Mu Rulan would truly care for was Ke Shiqing.
People tended to grew in adversity, and it was through adversity they would come to learn who is a true friend, who is their true family, and who they could truly trust.
The stupidity of hers was in the past. She had used her death and another ten years to reflect and correct herself. It was enough.
“My injury is nothing serious. Grandfather’s body isn’t well, so tell him not to worry about me.”
“Even if we say that, it’s not convincing enough for him,” replied Ke Shiqing.
“Alright, I’ll tell grandfather myself. Hmm… What about telling him in person in Hong Kong. What do you think?” Mu Rulan said with a smile. Her grandfather’s 80th birthday was almost upon them.
“Hehe.. He’ll be surprised.”
In Hong Kong, everyone knew that Ke ChangHuang cherished Mu Rulan the most out of everyone including his sons and daughters. His granddaughter could be pampered to the extent that if she wanted the moon, he would ask his people to build a rocket to the moon.
So in the Ke Family, even the concubines didn’t dare treat Mu Rulan rudely.
It was all thanks to Mu Rulan that Ke Shiqing and his mother could live a peaceful life. But he had always been curious – why would a girl blessed by the heavens like Mu Rulan be so friendly to someone like him?
He couldn’t find any disdain nor disgust for him in her eyes, unlike those that smiled before him but ridiculed him inside. In the mess that was the Ke Family, Mu Rulan was the only pure soul he could find.
After a while, Ke Shiqing was afraid he was preventing Mu Rulan from resting, so he bid her goodbye.
He spaced out as he stared at the phone in his hand. The hinged door behind him swung open, and a woman dressed in a kimono appeared in the doorway.
It was Akutsu Junko, Ke Shiqing’s mother. She was the typical gentle Japanese woman.
“Are you talking with Lan Lan?” Translated by The Novelst
“Mn,” he said, placing the phone back. “Lan Lan said she’ll come and visit us soon.”
Akutsu Junko nodded. She missed her.
She turned around to prepare to return to her room to rest, but as she thought of something, her footsteps slowed.
Lately, Kowloon was quite restless. Was it alright for Lan Lan to come over? Hmm… Probably. If she came it would be after the semester was over, and by that time, those matters would have been handled accordingly.
Proofread by: Hannah