CH 9

“Shaoye, it may be beyond my place to speak, but you can certainly consider dispatching special forces as bodyguards to protect Ms Su in private. You do not need to personally…”

The next day, butler Cui, after deliberation and hesitation, still decides to, as per his career code, dissuade CEO Murong who is currently having a casual tea post-meal,

“If you… want to experience the peasant life, you can consider ordering this humble servant to reserve a session in the best, professional career-sampling facility (TL: …???) in Country A.

How ever can I let shaoye’s noble feet touch such cheap ground? This humble servant is deeply worried, worried!”

Our CEO Murong, who is now deeply versed in the nonsensical art of ‘Making oneself sound dignified and imposing by s l o w i n g——d o w n‘ is also trying his best to look cool –

So he slowly——s l o w l y——s l o w l y rubs the red diamond ring on his thumb the size of a quail egg, and raises his brow slightly before his dramatic speech,

“My people, are my duty. Since when can you servants begin judging this shaoye’s decisions?”

Butler Cui, aware of his own transgression, is silent with his head downcast.

Murong Jihua then asks, “is it done?”

The butler bows slightly, replying, “the principal has been informed. Ms Su may attend at her convenience.”

Murong Jihua ‘mm’s, before knocking his long index finger on the table along the rhythm of the rich piece of piano music in the restaurant, and casting his gaze through the French windows towards the distant skies.

When he first arrived in this world, his dissing and helplessness aside, he did do, to the best of his ability, everything he should;

He worked hard on acting a bossy CEO, looking for guides and tutorials on his archetype, spending all his time in study and diligence. And of course, an unrealistic dream of

——Trying to forge a passionate, burning love with a cute, innocent girl in this other world

Was also, of course, part of his wish then.

Yet, now, he suddenly feels,

Just, ever so slightly, lost…

Or rather, not really slightly, really.

“Pay attention in class, and remember to ask anything you don’t understand. Do your homework in time. Make sure you watch out whenever the class is out. Remember?”

“…”

“Oh and, no romantic relationships before you’re grown up. Don’t join in anything dangerous. Especially, don’t be in contact with that Le-gege, understood?”

“…”

“I’ll send you to school and pick you up when you get off on time. Don’t loiter. Remember to eat your greens, they’re healthy; Sophia told me you only liked Szechuan-style spiciness?”

“…”

Su Xiaomo finally speaks up, “Mr CEO… Are you my mom…”

Here, our Murong Jihua, up early and is now inside this convertible to send Su Xiaomo to school, has kept blabbering the entire way. Finally, when Murong Jihua mentions ‘do not have casual physical contact with any men,’ she objects with a whisper.

Our CEO’s mood immediately takes a turn for the worse, ordering,

“Watch your words, woman.”

Murong Jihua sniggers coldly, and squeezes the following words out through his throat dryly, reading them practically no different to a monotone, robotic voice,

“This is an order; I like doing this, so?”

Thus Su Xiaomo decides to keep her mouth shut.

Who knows if it was because of the embarrassing mood or simply not wanting to argue anymore.

Su Xiaomo is a little despondent here,

And Murong Jihua is a little disheartened there;

Whenever he sees this marionette of a white lotus that always fails to heed a single word, he can’t help but feel his head throbbing and dizzy, the same way he feels when he was rushing his maths homework overnight in his past life.

He, Murong Jihua, may be handsome, attractive and captivating in his past life, but, but but but he never did actually properly romantically date anyone for once!

Not because of lack of motivation on his part, of course——

But he certainly can’t bear to see millions of beautiful girls, with their hopes and dreams shattered, start a shuraba (TL: 修羅場 is a Sino-appropriated Japanese term for a multi-sided romantic relationship with implied hostility between conflicting love interests. ‘Shuraba’ is the Japanese reading for this term) fighting for him, the school prince’s affection, can he?

Yan Jihua can say – I do not date because I’m kind.

——But well, not going after Su Xiaomo is out of the question, period. In order to keep his poor, pitiful soul out of the suffering of Avīci, he will have to reach an HE with Su Xiaomo no matter what!

That said——

“He Jünle…”

Murong Jihua makes a light ‘tch’ and narrows his eyes, thinking,

“If this game really is the female-bossy CEO loves me-oriented kind, then is that character not traditionally supposed to be the warm caring backup option?”

He has decided to place his bets on this being a double male protagonist otome game that allows choosing the preferred male lead to capture, since instinctively, Murong Jihua feels like defeating his rival in love will be much easier than actually capturing this female lead——

Probably.

“Know this, this school has been christened with the surname Murong since last night,”

Murong Jihua speaks from the open car window (TL: I thought it was a convertible?), and takes a deep breath, before continuing his explanation to Su Xiaomo who is currently walking into the campus,

“I have already screened and switched out the team of teachers of this school. I will be here to send you to and from school every day.

Kuhum… If this shaoye is informed of anything you did that does not suit your place, don’t blame me for doing whatever I want with my wealth.”

Su Xiaomo’s eyes quickly begin to water.

Murong Jihua’s heart quickly begins to cloud over.

Sigh, a perfect man that he is, really can’t bear to see girls cry.

Yet, the Heavens demand a domineering him, so he has to domineer.

Because this isn’t the section yet where the male lead begins to pitifully own up to his hurtful attitude, you know? Sorry, gurl!

“Her place, is not something simple words can dictate.”

A crisp, deep male voice blows up his ears and, Murong Jihua blanks out as his female lead’s wrist is taken by a familiar white figure.

The familiar handsomeness,

He Jünle.

The number one man, Murong Jihua, who has the world in his palm, on the first day sending his woman to school in secret, has run into the local school bully at the school entrance.

That man who, besides his looks, is nothing compared to the shaoye.

Though Murong Jihua himself would say——

He’s so happy he can fly!

Rivals in love in a stand-off! He asks thee – what is the meaning of a shuraba?

That’s right!

The plot’s progression, the turning point of the relationship between the leads——

A trigger to resolve this dead-end in the story progression. It means, he no longer has to act out his cool, imposing, wild, impressive and arrogant character archetype by awkwardly ‘flirting’ with girls!

Yet humans, when agitated, excited, often begins to spout with their brain fell out.

Murong Jihua slightly raises his brow, and coldly harrumphs, as he dishes out his disdainful words,

“Ho, who are you trying to impress with these little acts, you damned man?”