Just pretend I'm dead!

Because Ye Wuqi had been dragging them along to study hard, Yan Baba and Qin Zhaoyu reacted much the same way he did.

Only Lei Xingxing and Qian Xiaoxing were exceptionally happy, feeling that they could learn something new every day.

Fortunately, Ye Luo started them from the most basic fundamentals, or else they wouldn't have understood a thing.

As the head teacher of Class 19, seeing that the classroom finally had occupants during evening self-study and that they were actually studying, Jiang Dabao couldn't be happier. He wished he could brew a cup of wolfberry tea for Ye Luo every single day.

Amidst the endless bitter complaints of Ye Wuqi, Yan Baba, and Qin Zhaoyu, the weekend was finally approaching once more.

Tomorrow was Saturday.

Therefore, during the last period of evening self-study tonight, without waiting for Ye Luo to speak, Ye Wuqi slammed his hand on the desk and stood up abruptly, planting both palms on Ye Luo's desktop.

He shouted at Ye Luo, "Just pretend I'm dead this Saturday and Sunday! Anyway, there's no way I'm studying hard these next two days!"

Ye Luo: "..."

Yan Baba and Qin Zhaoyu were also on the verge of a breakdown. Hearing Ye Wuqi roar like that, despite having neither rehearsed nor coordinated beforehand, they both made a simultaneous slashing motion across their throats and collapsed flat onto their desks, playing dead.

Ye Luo: "..."

It seemed they had been pushed a bit too hard...

After a two-second silence, Ye Luo nodded at her esteemed ancestor, indicating that he could do whatever he wanted this Saturday and Sunday; she wouldn't interfere.

Ye Wuqi instantly flew into high spirits with joy: "Then tomorrow we'll come over to hang out with you! By the way, we'll get to check out President Gong's ridiculously extravagant mega-villa! We've been wanting to see it for ages!"

"Right, right, right!" Yan Baba and Qin Zhaoyu instantly resurrected on the spot, bursting with excitement as if they'd been injected with adrenaline.

Ye Luo: "...What time are you guys heading over tomorrow? Do you need me to send a car to pick you up?"

Ye Wuqi immediately waved his hand with grand grandiosity: "No need! We have a car!"

There was no reason to lie about this, so Ye Luo believed him.

Once the final evening self-study session ended, Ye Luo walked out of the classroom and headed for the No. 7 High School gates.

Ever since Gong Lü returned from abroad, he had resumed taking over Uncle Tan's duties of picking her up after school. Sometimes, he would even personally drive her to school in the morning.

Anyway, this commuting arrangement was already factored into the monthly rent she paid him, so whether it was Gong Lü personally picking her up or someone else, Ye Luo didn't really care.

As soon as Ye Luo got into the car, just like before, Gong Lü handed her a cup of hot chocolate.

Only after she accepted it did he free up his hands to start driving.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and there weren't many cars on the road, so traffic jams were completely out of the question.

Driving along, Gong Lü cast an amused glance at Ye Luo, who was sitting quietly in the passenger seat sipping her hot chocolate, and said, "Did you check the group chat? They asked me to treat them to dinner tomorrow."

Before leaving the country last trip, he had promised to treat Ye Wuqi and the others to another meal, and he hadn't fulfilled it yet.

Just now in the WeChat group, Ye Wuqi and the others had pressed him to make good on that promise tomorrow, saying they would visit his villa to hang out with her anyway, which worked out perfectly.

Ye Luo hadn't checked the group chat, but she was already aware of it.

Because Ye Wuqi and the others had pulled this stunt right in front of her, even sending voice messages while making a racket in the group, leaving her no way not to know.

"Mhm," she merely gave a faint response.

Seeing that she lacked enthusiasm, Gong Lü chuckled lowly and said, "Let me tell you something—that thing I'm getting you is ready. But it's not black; it's pure red."

Ye Luo's eyes lit up. Although black was her favorite, pure red specimens of this item were the rarest of all!

Seeing this, Gong Lü chuckled even lower.

Ye Luo instantly resumed her expressionless face.

"Hah," Gong Lü actually let out a soft laugh.

Ye Luo looked at him as if he were already a dead man. This man truly knew how to exploit her weaknesses! He knew she had absolutely no defense against that thing!