A Beta Who Was Courted Crazily for Love (Translated)

Chapter 85

Chapter 85

"What's on the screen? You're staring at it so intently?" Yin Hangruru leaned over in front of Yang An, squinting his eyes. "Or are you telling me you don't recognize the word 'Confirm'?"

Yang An looked at the enlarged face in front of him, his mouth twitching. He pushed him away and moved his chair back, "Stop it. Who wouldn't recognize it?"

Yin Hangruru sat down beside him, resting his head on his hand. "Then why are you hesitating? Is someone stopping you from going?"

He said it casually, but Yang An's hand froze.

Yin Hangruru's eyes rolled as if a lightbulb went off. He asked incredulously, "Is someone really stopping you? Who?"

Yang An: "..."

"No, you're overthinking it." He spoke and prepared to press "Confirm."

Yin Hangruru's mind started to race, and a horrifying idea formed. He lunged forward, pressing down on Yang An's hand, stammering, "It... it's... that person, the one who doesn't want you to go..."

Yang An: ?

"Speak clearly."

"Is it the Chairman of the Parliament who doesn't want you to go?" Yin Hangruru coughed and asked tentatively.

Yang An didn't respond, essentially confirming it with his silence.

"So it's true," Yin Hangruru sighed, and the next second, he quickly turned around, crouched, and shut down the school's website. "Since the Parliament Chair thinks it's inappropriate, then just don't go!"

Yang An: "..." He calmly brushed off Alpha's hand and reopened the website, then pressed "Confirm" again.

"Hangru, I've been meaning to ask for a while..." He pushed off the floor with his feet, sliding the chair forward a few steps, speaking slowly, "You seem to be really afraid of Mr. Yu. Why?"

Yin Hangruru's brow twitched, and he laughed awkwardly, "Ah, a-am I? No, no way."

"You're stuttering, and you're telling me no?" Yang An said blandly. "Aren't we supposed to be good brothers? Why not share?"

Yin Hangruru's eyes darted around before he clenched his fist and covered his mouth. "Uh... mainly because I don't know how to explain it. You know, it's kind of complicated."

"Then simplify it," Yang An took a sip from his glass and smiled. "I don't mind, I have nothing else to do today."

Yin Hangruru hugged the back of his chair, resting his chin on it, and sighed, "Alright, it's not something that can't be said."

"I am a bit scared of the Chairman, probably because of childhood trauma."

Yang An looked puzzled, "You knew each other before?"

"Ah, no," Yin Hangruru shook his head. "To be precise, I've seen him at some banquets."

Yang An pondered for a moment before suddenly blurting out, "Family ties?"

Yin Hangruru was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no. If we go by the old standards, our family only rose after the Federation was established. Now... we're barely considered nouveau riche."

"And the Yu family, that top-tier old aristocratic family, was already a pillar of society back in the imperial era, and it still is." He scratched his head. "Our family status is nowhere near comparable to the Yu family. We don't even have the face to claim we're an aristocratic family in the same league."