Chapter 20 — The Director's Weak Spot
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
Besides, with a status like Gu Mengyao's, grades hardly mattered anymore. One way or another she would go to university; even if she failed the entrance exams, Gu Pengzhan's connections could get her into any of the top schools.
"You saw that too?" Uncle Qing had not expected Wei Zhao to work these things out so quickly, and he asked in some astonishment.
"So that's how it is?" Wei Zhao asked.
"To be honest, I don't understand what Mr. Gu means either," Uncle Qing said with a sigh. "I may be the closest person to Mr. Gu, but some of his deeper intentions are beyond me."
Hearing this thoroughly unhelpful explanation, Wei Zhao rolled his eyes.
"But Mr. Gu did leave instructions. He told me to tell you: take good care of the young lady, and don't think too much." Uncle Qing repeated to Wei Zhao what Gu Pengzhan had said before leaving. "Give her as much love as you can... this child has been starved of love since she was small..."
Wei Zhao was speechless. What on earth was this family playing at? Starved of love? And he was supposed to give her love? What kind of international joke was that? Yesterday, before he had laid eyes on Gu Mengyao, Wei Zhao had been thoroughly unimpressed by Gu Pengzhan's near son-in-law-recruiting arrangement; but after he saw the fresh, radiant Gu Mengyao, he realized the job was not so hateful after all... Only, would Gu Mengyao ever take a fancy to him? She could hardly stand him as it was.
Still, Wei Zhao said nothing more to Uncle Qing. He merely nodded and got out of the car.
"Did you find out who that laborer who kicked me yesterday was?" Zhong Yongliang asked, frowning as he rubbed his still-swollen backside. Thanks to that man, he hadn't dared to sleep flat on his back all night, and had spent the whole night with his rear end stuck up in the air.
"No luck. Last night Zhang Naipao and I checked several construction sites, and we didn't see him anywhere," Gao Xiaofu said, shaking his head. "Brother Liang, you think maybe he hasn't started working at a site yet?"
"No matter what, we have to find this guy. Damn him, daring to kick me — I'm not letting him off," Zhong Yongliang said viciously.
"Yes, Brother Liang," Gao Xiaofu hurriedly promised.
Wei Zhao walked into the school with his backpack on, and the feeling was wonderful, filling him with a boundless sense of well-being. This was campus life — the legendary birthplace of first love.
Wei Zhao's backpack was the black single-strap bag the school handed out, hopelessly unstylish. Most students had swapped theirs for nicer little bags of their own, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu among them; only the poorer students dressed like Wei Zhao — school uniform, and the free school-issued bag slung over one shoulder.
Wei Zhao's eyes were sharp beyond measure. The moment he came through the school gate he spotted Zhong Yongliang and his crowd. Wasn't that the creature who had been pestering Gu Mengyao yesterday? But since the man hadn't provoked him, Wei Zhao had no interest in bothering with him, and walked straight past them.
"Brother Liang, why did that kid just now look so familiar?" Zhang Naipao said, watching Wei Zhao's retreating back.
"I'm talking serious business here. What do you care whether he looks familiar or not?" Zhong Yongliang frowned impatiently.
"Brother Liang, I thought he looked familiar too... like, like..." Gao Xiaofu scratched the back of his head, wearing an expression of deep pondering.
"Like what? Spit it out if you've got something to say!" Zhong Yongliang snapped.
"Like he's the laborer who kicked you yesterday!" Zhang Naipao suddenly shouted. "That's right, Brother Liang, it's him, I remember now!"
"Really?" The moment Zhong Yongliang heard it was the man who had kicked him yesterday, he perked right up. "What are you standing around for? After him!"
"After him!" Gao Xiaofu and Zhang Naipao hurried off in the direction Wei Zhao had vanished.