The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Why did you save me?

"Because I'm your dearest younger brother!"

"So we should be out of danger now, right?"

"Of course, you've seen my strength."

"How much longer are you going to hold me?"

Huang Zhiyu put his arm around Lu Yuan's neck and asked him expressionlessly.

She knew the situation was urgent, and picking her up was to protect her.

But by this time, the two had already reached the downtown area.

She couldn't stand the surprised looks from passersby anymore.

She is considered a minor celebrity in the New Taipei City area, and many people know that she is the daughter of a gangster.

Shocking! A gangster's daughter needs someone to carry her when she goes out!

"This is to protect you."

"There is no danger now."

"Danger could strike at any moment!"

Lu Yuan's expression was extremely firm; he not only had no intention of giving up, but he also warily looked around.

"Lu Yuan, what exactly do you want?"

"I am your most loyal younger brother!"

Do you think I'd believe that?

Having grown up in an environment steeped in organized crime, she was influenced by what she saw and heard and simply did not believe that anyone would give up their interests.

"Sign with the traditionalists and you'll be the next leader in name only; sign with the reformists and you'll never have to worry about money again for the rest of your life."

"I know."

"Following me won't give you power, nor will it give you endless money. What are you after?"

"Because I am your dearest younger brother."

Lu Yuan repeated this sentence over and over like a machine, with a sincere and friendly smile on his face.

Huang Zhiyu, on the other hand, kept scrutinizing his expression.

Lu Yuan is definitely not stupid; you can tell from his actions just now.

That means he must have ulterior motives.

"Are you trying to take advantage of me? I advise you to give up on that idea."

"Let me give you some advice: how old are you? Don't still have such girlish dreams."

Lu Yuan's words left her speechless.

In his desperation, Huang Zhiyu wanted to conjure a gun on the spot and shoot him.

Words may lie, but eyes do not.

She clearly saw Lu Yuan answering her.

A playful, childlike look flickered in his eyes.

He thought she was naive.

"What do you mean? You think I'm immature? I'm already twenty-four."

"That's why I say you're old."

"Am I old at only twenty-four?"

"Oh, so being young means being immature."

Huang Zhiyu was speechless again, unsure how to respond.

After thinking about it carefully, I even felt that Lu Yuan was somewhat right.

Huang Zhiyi boasted that she had seen all kinds of men.

Some wanted to marry her because of her social status, others because of her beauty...

Her response to these men was always to tell them to give up on the idea.

The men's responses were mostly "What a pity" and "It's a shame."

Lu Yuan then told her, "Stop dreaming."

Seeing her remain silent, Lu Yuan smiled even more broadly.

He said, "I'm your dear brother, wouldn't it be incestuous of me to make advances on you?"

"you..."

Huang Zhiyi thought about it and agreed.

He's my brother, so I'll let him hug me.

wrong.

What was the first question I was going to ask?

She was just about to start thinking.

Lu Yuan spoke again:

"Want some takoyaki?"

"I won't eat it."

"I'll eat, but I don't have any money. You pay for it. I want one of each flavor: honey, wasabi, butter..."

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat."

Huang Zhiyou's brain, which was just about to start working, was completely taken over by takoyaki.

...

Huang Zhiyu returned home carrying a bunch of takoyaki.

Because Lu Yuan has no hands, he has to carry her.

They didn't take a car; they just carried each other back.

As she approached her home, she finally realized why Lu Yuan had done this.

Throughout the journey, whenever she stopped talking, Lu Yuan would immediately start talking, either about takoyaki or ice cream.

Either find out what's going on in the gang.

Where is the old leader's keepsake? Why don't the reformers start their own faction? Do the traditionalists actually have any money?

She could only keep explaining.

After she got tired of explaining, she simply stopped paying attention to Lu Yuan.

After realizing she was ignoring him, Lu Yuan started making trouble again.

"This is the first time I've ever heard of someone having a ticklish spot on their calf."

Lu Yuan seemed to have discovered a new continent, tickling her every now and then.

And every time she tried to ask Lu Yuan to put her down, she would...

Lu Yuan would always say sincerely, "I am your dear younger brother."

Now we're home.

She could finally get down from Lu Yuan's embrace.

"I want to get down."

"Do you think there aren't any spies among your trusted confidants?"

Lu Yuan looked at the servants in the large villa area with a nervous expression:

"I need to take you to your room to ensure your safety."

"You can't go in."

Huang Zhiyi bluntly refused Lu Yuan's request to enter his private territory.

But perhaps she refused too quietly.

Or perhaps it's because of the distance and poor hearing that I didn't hear it.

In short, Lu Yuan rushed straight to the two henchmen standing guard at the door and shouted:

"Open the door now, you bastard! Look who's in my arms!"

"Open the door now."

Where have you guys ever seen a young lady being held by someone?

Given this situation, who could possibly refuse to let them pass?

Seeing this, Huang Zhiyi had no choice but to give up.

Forget it, I'll just go this once.

"Remember my face! I'm my sister's younger brother!"

Lu Yuan carried Huang Zhiyu and swaggered inside.

He wouldn't go through the main gate; he would specifically choose places where there were people.

Butler, driver, cleaner...

He scanned all the faces.

"I'm my sister's biological brother!"

Huang Zhiyu found it difficult to refute him on the spot.

Since he doesn't acknowledge that he's his biological brother, there's no way to explain why he was hugging her.

Oh well, what's done is done, let him do whatever he wants.

Consider it compensation for saving him.

Don't you like being carried? This saves me from having to walk.

Lu Yuan looked around, constantly searching for new targets to scan with his face.

He lowered his head and spoke only after confirming that everyone recognized his face.

"There's no one else in your family, right?"

"That's all."

"Okay, come down."

"We're not even in the bedroom yet."

"Don't you have legs of your own?"

Lu Yuan simply threw her down and casually picked up the takoyaki from her arms.

Then he plopped down on the stool and started showing off.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm hungry, so I'll have some food."

Huang Zhiyu stared in disbelief as Lu Yuan sat down on the sofa and started eating.

He didn't even glance at her while he was eating.

After finishing her meal, she immediately stood up and went to find the nanny.

"Auntie, please tidy up a room for me."

He didn't ask: Can I stay here?

They didn't even ask where I lived.

He simply said: "Make me a room."

Huang Zhiyu was dumbfounded.

She really wanted to ask Lu Yuan: How can someone be so naturally friendly?

But she didn't ask, because she knew how Lu Yuan would answer.

"I am your dear younger brother."

Lu Yuan didn't even need her to ask; he turned around and told her himself.

"Whatever you want."

Huang Zhiyi really didn't have time to worry about these trivial matters.

She only briefly weathered a crisis.

The traditionalists will not give up on taking her life.

Who has time to worry about things like the long distance?

She turned around, strode upstairs with her long legs, and slowly walked towards her bedroom.

He also reminded Lu Yuan that the journey was long.

"Don't go out."

Lu Yuan's act of saving her was no different from choosing a side.

Faced with this situation, she herself could hardly save her own life, let alone protect Lu Yuan.

All they can do now is stay at home.

"I have to go out."

"What are you going out for?"

"Including but not limited to gathering information, finding a way out, recruiting people, and making some money..."

This is indeed what Hwang Chi-yi needs to regain power.

It all comes down to money and people.

But she gave Lu Yuan a mocking look:

"How old are you to still be having such pipe dreams?"

"Just wait and see."

"Don't lose your life."

Huang Zhiyu returned to her bedroom, changed her clothes, and then went to a small storage room.

The display cases and walls here are filled with specimens.

Common species include rhinoceros beetles and seashells, while more valuable species include the Queen Alexandra swallowtail butterfly and the swallowtail conch. Smaller species include mantises and geckos.

It's as big as a complete crocodile.

She likes to collect specimens because these things provide quiet companionship.

Most people with such a large yard would keep some animals, but there were no other living creatures in her house besides people. Even the nanny and bodyguards would keep their voices down when they were working.

She doesn't like noise and prefers to enjoy this quiet atmosphere.

"It's quite noisy because of the long distance."

But raising a younger brother like this seems pretty good.

The thought of Lu Yuan's outlandish idea of ​​finding money and people made her want to laugh.

We've oversimplified this mess.

Thinking of this, she took out her phone and started making a call:

"Hey, Uncle Qing, how have you been lately...?"

Now that she's survived this time, she'll do everything in her power to regain control.

Lu Yuan saved her life, so she had to pull herself together to protect him.

This younger brother is quite mischievous.

But at least they are loyal.

...

"From now on, we're brothers!"

Lu Yuan put his arm around the slicked-back-haired man's shoulder, sat on the sofa in the club, and downed his drink.

"You're the most sensible one among Huang Feiyang's group of illegitimate children!"

Little Oily Head, the leader of the reformist faction, gave Lu Yuan a thumbs-up in praise.

Publicly refuting the faces of those old traditionalists made him feel incredibly satisfied.

"My name is Chen Muchun, you can call me Brother Chun!"

"Okay, you can call me Brother Huang."

"That's not right. There's no such saying in Taiwan. They distinguish between brothers."

Chen Muchun thought Lu Yuan was drunk and kindly patted him on the shoulder to remind him.

But Lu Yuan shook his head to indicate that he was not drunk.

He said, "I'm the older brother."

Upon hearing this, the previously lively private room instantly fell silent.

The multicolored lights instantly turned into white lights.

The underlings stood up and glared angrily at Lu Yuan.

Chen Muchun remained calm. He lit a cigar and slowly said, "Let him speak."

"Calling me 'brother' won't hurt you."

"You have three sentences to say, and you still have two left. You'd better come up with something interesting."

"Because what you want, I can give you."

"Yo."

Chen Muchun's expression carried a hint of disdain; it was obvious that this was just a charlatan.

Not a single word in either sentence is meaningful.

He was already prepared to wait until Lu Yuan finished speaking before ordering his underlings to beat him up and throw him into the bushes.

Until Lu Yuan said those words in full.

A hint of shock appeared in his eyes.

"You need team cohesion, right, Boss Chen?"