Jiaojiao, You Don't Want To... [Yandere Reverse Harem Novel]

Chapter 5 (1/2)

The sky after the rain was exceptionally blue, the grass exuded a moist yet refreshing scent, the afternoon sun was warm and soft, and the servants were enjoying their rare lunch break in twos and threes.

"Clang—"

The heavy, old hollow iron gate was pulled open, and a car drove out of the manor, slowly disappearing into the greenery.

A gust of wind blew, green waves rolled on the mountain, and birds flew up.

Even in the car, Wen Zhijiao could hear the slightly noisy chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects outside the car. She couldn't help but rub her arms. She didn't like this big manor at all. What's so good about the house on the mountain?  People have to be hired to drive away mosquitoes, insects, snakes, and rats every season. It takes at least forty minutes to drive to the city, and it's full of ghosts at night.

She's been here for a few years, and the only advantage she's found is that she can't run away if she lives here.

Wen Zhijiao sighed deeply, closed her eyes and pretended to take a nap, her mind was in a mess. She didn't know why, but she was extremely nervous, and her palms were slightly sweaty. What should I say after I get out of the car, how should I go to the temple, what should I do when I meet strangers, what expression should I show, how should I meet the so-called master, how should I transfer money without being discovered, how can I make Jiang Yuancheng believe this...

A series of questions crowded in her mind. Maybe she's been sitting in the car for too long, she felt her stomach churning, and there was some sour water in her mouth. She covered her mouth, her heart was twitching and contracting, her eyelashes were trembling.

Wen Zhijiao put her hand on her chest and tried to adjust her breathing.

It's okay, didn't you do a good job at the classmate reunion? You're not stupid, are you?

But those people yesterday were stupid, and today I'm going to meet all strangers.

So what, they're so greasy you don't even recognize them, what's the difference between them and strangers?

Two voices were arguing in her heart.

Wen Zhijiao put both hands into her fluffy hair like seaweed, as if this could cool her feverish head. The next second, the car suddenly stopped, her body leaned forward forcefully and then fell back, the fright pulled her thoughts back to reality.

"Sorry Miss Wen, the car in front suddenly stopped."

The driver said.

She replied, then immediately unbuckled her seat belt and opened the car door, she shouted, "What are the people in front—"

"What are you yelling so loudly for!" Another high-pitched male voice interrupted, "It was the car in front that suddenly stopped, I even rear-ended it!"

While the two were asking and answering, the cars behind also started honking their horns, it was noisy.

Wen Zhijiao rolled down the car window a crack, she was about to ask the driver to come back, but she saw the person in the front car getting out first. It was a young man in a white shirt, with his sleeves rolled up, his back looked broad-shouldered and long-legged, with long black hair. He didn't look at the cars that had rear-ended him behind, he walked straight ahead, and when he reached the front of the car, he suddenly bent down and fumbled for something.

After a few seconds, the young man stood up, suddenly holding a lump of orange cat in his hand, the cat froze, its tail pressed against its belly.

The two arguing drivers also saw it, and the voices they were scolding stopped, they also guessed what was going on.

Sure enough, the young man turned around with the cat in his hand.

He was backlit, his face was obscured by shadows, and he walked towards them to apologize.

"Sorry, I'll pay for the rear-ending in full, contact this number for details." His voice naturally had a smile in it, very cheerful, "I didn't intentionally cause a blockage, be understanding, a pig's life is also a life, right?"

Gu Ye tugged on the orange cat's scruff and shook it, the cat's belly also rippled with flesh. After apologizing, he pulled open the car door and threw the cat into the car, then drove the car to the corner of the intersection to make way. ()

I've seen a lot of stray cats, but this is the first time I've seen a stray pig.

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Gu Ye dialed the phone while taking out a wet wipe from the storage box and wiping the cat with one hand.

"Guanhе, I'll be late for a while, I've prepared a gift for you." He lifted his fox eyes, outside the car window, the broken road ahead passed by, "Don't be so silent, we're brothers, why would I lie to you? I'm really not blackmailing you, if you don't believe me—"

Gu Ye said, he grinned, his narrow eyes were full of slyness, and he glanced out the car window. A car passed by, the rear window was open a little, and there was a woman's figure in the car. The wind blowing into the car window also blew her black hair. At this moment, she happened to turn her head, her thin eyebrows curved, her moon-like, emotionless eyes met his.

His eyes slowly widened, his lips slightly parted, the next second, the cat he was holding finally exploded, "Meow" and bit his hand. Then, the cat jumped to the back seat and arched its back vigilantly.

Gu Ye finally came back to his senses.

The car had already driven away, and the eye contact only lasted for a second, just one eye.

Why does it feel a little strange.

Gu Ye touched his chest, his eyes were misty, and he felt a little dazed. The next second, he put on his seat belt again, and said to the phone, "Ah, nothing happened, it's just that I seem to have fallen in love at first sight."

"You really believe it? Of course it's fake, hahahaha." He burst into laughter again, his eyes had a sly gleam, "Who would believe this except for Pei Ye?"

The car restarted and slowly drove away.

The small blockage at the intersection had disappeared, and vehicles were flowing smoothly. On the side of the intersection, there was a building with a huge screen hanging on it. The screen kept switching between clips of the World F1 Grand Prix sponsored by sports drinks, the background music was filled with screams and cheers.

"The champion of this F1 Grand Prix is — Red Bull Racing, Pei Ye! This is his third station championship, and also the youngest station championship winner in history. Congratulations to him, currently ranked 12th in the world F1 race!"

The camera quickly cut to the racer, he was holding his helmet, his face was painted with national flags, and his broad shoulders were supporting the racing team uniform. When he saw the camera, he raised his arm and waved. The camera zoomed in, and the first thing you saw was his handsome face, his silver hair and the string of earrings on his ears complemented each other, making his smile even more enthusiastic.

"Did you feel a sense of familiarity when you came back to China to compete this time?"

"Very familiar, so familiar that I don't want to leave."

"Then, after this race is over, are you considering staying in China for a while?"

"Stay until my family kicks me out."

Pei Ye hugged his helmet and smiled again, his sharp teeth pressed against his lips, his eyebrows and eyes had a kind of arrogance and pride that only young people have. His close-up shot also appeared on the big screen, and for a moment, the whole scene was filled with screams, the winning ribbons floated down, and his smile on the screen became even wider.

Two female voices sounded, and soon, a finger pressed on the screen, pausing the video.

"Sigh, he's really handsome."

"Right, right."

The owner of the hand was wearing a square scarf and a blue Taoist robe, a very young-looking little Taoist priest. At this moment, she was in a temple, the Taoist priest who made the statue was sitting in the center, next to her table, and on the other side were densely packed fortune slips. Outside the door, a tree was hung with wish cards.

The other little Taoist priest who was talking was sitting next to her, the two of them were shoulder to shoulder.

People who came to ask for fortune or make wishes came and went.

The little Taoist priest who had just paused the video was about to put away her phone when she heard a low voice coming from behind her, "What are you watching so intently?"

As soon as the voice rang out, the two little Taoist priests were startled. At this moment, the person speaking had already walked from behind them to in front of them. When they looked up, they saw a young man standing in front of her, the young man was wearing a well-fitting overcoat, tall and slender, with a handsome appearance and a noble temperament. His left hand was wrapped with a string of luxurious beads, and now he was looking down at her.

The little Taoist priest who spoke immediately got up and bowed, "Brother Dao, I dare not be lazy anymore!"

The other little Taoist priest who was playing with her phone also immediately followed suit.

The young man smiled, still with a indifferent look, "Don't worry, it's not like before, I just came back to have a look around."

As soon as he finished speaking, two bodyguards in suits and wearing earphones walked behind him and said, "The security check is fine, and the inside has also been checked, there are no suspicious people, the third floor has been arranged."

"Hmm." The young man nodded, then looked at them, "I came to pass a message, Master said to let you clean the Eight Treasures Area again before evening class."

The two little Taoist priests nodded repeatedly.

The young man asked the bodyguards to wait outside, he walked to a deeper place with a futon, made a gesture of tidying up, and held the fortune slip tube and began to ask for fortune.

The two little Taoist priests were already whispering to each other.

"Why did you call him Brother Dao? Who is he? A Taoist friend who has returned to the secular world?"

"His name is Xie Guanhe, he used to practice in the temple with his mother when he was a child, Jingxin Jushi is his mother, we all call him Brother Dao."

"Ah? Can our temple have rules where mother and son can both become monks?"

"Who is the third floor of our temple usually open to? Think about it again, who in the news is surnamed Xie?"