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

Chapter 75 I hope we never meet that day.

In the adult world, it's almost impossible to find those moments of sudden joy and delight anymore.

Moved by a bouquet of flowers or a heartfelt confession.

Adults are often moved only after the fact.

When Huang Zhiyu looked in the mirror after a busy day, seeing herself in her business attire, she suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

In just one month.

She transformed from a little girl on the verge of death due to her father's passing into a soon-to-be elected representative.

The baffling actions Lu Yuan made back then are now slowly coming to light.

Swinging between reformers and traditionalists was a way for her to gain a period of stability.

She became a gigolo to win votes from the upper class among the elected officials.

Even becoming the heir to a gang was all to help the traditionalists accumulate power to defeat the reformists and thus gain widespread public support.

Lu Yuan never said he was good to her.

But everything he did was for her.

When Huang Zhiyu thought of this, he felt a mix of emotions.

It's this kind of subtle, pervasive influence that's hidden in everyday life.

That was too strong.

Huang Zhiyu snapped out of her daze in front of the dressing mirror by her front door, took off her high heels, and stepped onto the floor in her socks.

They walked towards the large dining table.

Lu Yuan was at the dining table, eating oyster omelets while eating his meal.

A unique snack that combines oysters, sweet potato starch, and eggs.

Seeing her return, he magically produced takoyaki (octopus balls).

"Here, it's honey flavored."

"I'm so tired."

Huang Zhiyu felt that he had contracted a disease, a disease that made him want to pout and feel wronged whenever he saw a long road ahead.

She threw down her bag, sat on the stool without even changing her clothes, and her body went limp, causing her to instinctively fall to one side.

She won't fall.

Because Lu Yuan is on her other side, and Lu Yuan will always catch her.

"Nobody's there for you to lean on. You're so tall, yet you still think you're some sweet, soft little loli."

Lu Yuan didn't pick her up.

Because Huang Zhiyi is tall, he is a few centimeters shorter than Lu Yuan, who is 182 cm tall.

As she leaned in, she completely covered the right half of my body.

But Huang Zhiyi didn't care about any of that.

She leaned against it firmly, not just lightly.

Her whole body relaxed and slumped against Lu Yuan.

She said, "Am I not a child?"

Lu Yuan couldn't help but laugh: "If you take a picture of this and post it online, you won't need to show your face everywhere; the public will recognize you immediately."

Shocking! The Private Life of Public Representatives... , Contrast: The Aloof Public Representative Actually...

Huang Zhiyi did not answer.

Lu Yuan didn't say anything.

The two of them leaned against each other quietly like that.

The only sound in the room was the sound of a box being opened.

Lu Yuan opened the box of takoyaki, put one in his own mouth, and then bent down to put one in her mouth.

Apart from the two of them, there was nothing else in the room that could make a sound.

It was just that quiet.

When the body is at peace, the mind is not.

Huang Zhiyu was really enjoying this moment.

She said, "Can we stay like this forever?"

"Dream on, I'd have to feed you every day."

"What I mean is that we'll always be family," Huang Zhiyu said softly, leaning against him. "You can be my older brother too."

"Call me brother."

"I won't call it."

She couldn't quite get past that hurdle verbally, because she felt ashamed to call him "brother" in a cutesy way.

But she accepted it in her heart.

I'm no longer fixated on being Lu Yuan's older sister.

Because what she did was not something her older sister should be doing.

From now on, whatever Lu Yuan asks her to do, she will do.

Spanking is fine, go ahead.

The idea of a younger sister being spanked by her older brother for making a mistake sounds much more pleasant than the idea of an older sister being spanked.

As long as Lu Yuan stays, the two of them will have a better and better life in the future.

But Lu Yuan's answer seemed a bit strange.

"If we're both family, and I and your dad both fell into the water at the same time, who would you choose?"

"Why would there be such a bizarre question?"

"Answer me."

"I'll save you because my dad can swim."

Huang Zhiyi could answer such a cliché question without even thinking.

Her father is dead, so this situation is impossible.

She doesn't need to think about this problem.

But since her father was mentioned, she also had a question to ask.

"Why do you think my dad insisted that I become the gang leader?"

Huang Zhiyu increasingly felt that the idea of "being a gang leader" that he had been instilled with since childhood was a bit strange.

If female gang leaders are not allowed, why insist on having one?

She doesn't necessarily have to be the leader of this gang.

"I'm not your father, how would I know?"

"Don't you often cosplay my dad?" Huang Zhiyu raised his head and looked up at Lu Yuan. "Besides, in mainland China, the eldest brother is like a father."

"So now I'm not only your brother, but also your father."

Lu Yuan accepted this explanation, saying meaningfully, "If I were your father, at least I wouldn't be shouting for you to be the gang leader while leaving you no backup plan to support you."

"I didn't understand."

"He's sending you to your death."

"How is that possible?"

Huang Zhiyu shook his head.

She was trying to shake the image of her "father" in her heart.

But it's impossible to shake it at all.

In my memory, my father treated her very well, almost to the point of spoiling her.

The claim about the distance can also be explained.

"Perhaps it was because the poisoning was done in such a hurry that there wasn't enough time to do anything else." Huang Zhiyu felt that was the case.

"Maybe."

Seeing Lu Yuan's clearly disbelieving tone, Huang Zhiyu felt that this wouldn't do.

Because she had a deep respect for her father.

She explained, "My dad really loves me!"

Do you know why psychologists can tell a person's family of origin at a glance?

Why?

"Because most people with defensive personalities grow up in unhappy families, the most typical characteristics of a defensive personality are indifference and strong aggression."

"But..."

Huang Zhiyu really wanted to prove that her father treated her well.

But when she actually tried to give examples to prove it, she found herself unable to do so.

Therefore, she tried to refute Lu Yuan by pointing out his defensive personality.

"Am I currently very defensive?"

"Isn't the way you are now the result of my raising you? Your father raised you terribly."

Huang Zhiyu was stunned when he heard this.

She felt a tremendous force destroying her past beliefs.

But how could the debt of gratitude for more than twenty years of upbringing be easily shaken?

"Don't think of your father like that."

"The part about thanking him is over; he's not my dad anymore."

Lu Yuan wiped his mouth, did a few push-ups on the spot, got up, and went out.

Before leaving, he took one last look around the villa:

"It's nice here."

"You sound like you're giving your last words." Hearing this tone, Huang Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of foreboding washed over him. "You're very skilled; as long as you don't rush too far ahead, you'll be fine."

"I'm definitely fine."

"Then why are you saying your last words?"

Huang Zhiyu felt increasingly uneasy, and she even wanted to go and see for herself.

Unfortunately, she was preparing to run for elected representative, which was not a suitable occasion for her to appear in a gang fight.

"Go home as soon as you're done there, okay!"

After saying this, Huang Zhiyu still felt uneasy.

Lu Yuan definitely won't fall for that.

"I'm all alone in the house, and I'm scared to sleep."

"It won't be just for you."

Lu Yuan left behind a profound remark and slowly departed.

The night was deep.

He's going to blitz the reformers now.