Chapter 110: Chapter 68: Not Sleeping in the Middle of the Night

In the academic building, Zhao Rui returned to the classroom with Le Bin and another person in tow. The moment they walked in, dozens of pairs of eyes snapped toward them in unison.

The synchronized movement startled the three of them.

“Zhao… Brother Rui, is everything sorted out?”

Their dorm leader, Jian Congsheng, hurried over and asked curiously.

“Yeah, it’s nothing. Everyone, get back to what you were doing!”

Zhao Rui said with a smile.

At that moment, his words were more effective than the academic advisor’s, and everyone immediately went back to their own business.

Some returned to their books while others left, and the classroom quickly grew quiet again.

“It’s all good. Just focus on your studies.”

Zhao Rui patted Chu Yunlei’s shoulder. Having said what he needed to with a smile, he left them to it and walked straight back to his seat, where he resumed discussing review materials with He Wanqing.

They studied for the better part of the day. It wasn’t until noon, when the sun was high and the air had warmed, that Zhao Rui and He Wanqing finally left the classroom and headed to the cafeteria.

It was a rare treat for her to eat and study with Zhao Rui, and He Wanqing even walked with a playful skip in her step.

She showed no sign of resentment that Zhao Rui hadn’t contacted her in a long time.

In truth, her reaction was understandable. When a man is so exceptional that everyone around you seems ready to steal him away at a moment’s notice, you stop caring how often he gives you the time of day.

After all, the two of them weren’t a couple, and He Wanqing had a perfect grasp of that boundary.

After a quick lunch, the two returned to the study hall to continue reviewing for their accounting finals.

The following afternoon, after another full day of studying, Zhao Rui took He Wanqing to the Hualian Supermarket near the campus entrance and bought a huge assortment of snacks.

It was a reward for He Wanqing’s tireless efforts in tutoring him.

Of course, he had another motive: to get He Wanqing’s advice on what kind of gift to buy for his visit to his uncle’s house.

The two spent a long time browsing in the supermarket before finally settling on two bottles of inexpensive imported wine.

This stuff wasn’t like Chinese spirits. The prices for those were basically transparent, so the recipient would know its value at a glance.

Which could make things awkward fast.

It was better to go with an imported wine that had a foreign label nobody would recognize.

In addition to the wine, he also bought some seasonal fruit and had everything arranged nicely in a gift box.

Once everything was ready, he parted ways with He Wanqing and took a taxi alone to his uncle Zhao Jinguo’s house.

His uncle had been doing business in Jeju for many years and was quite well-off. He rarely returned to Lin City, except for major holidays.

When he arrived at the entrance to the residential complex, Zhao Rui got out of the taxi and walked toward the gate, gift in hand.

A single glance was enough to see that the complex where Zhao Jinguo lived was stunning. The staggered, neoclassical rooftops looked like the black and white keys of a piano.

In the twilight, the setting sun seemed to melt the elegant rooflines into dazzling golden threads that were incredibly eye-catching.

The glass curtain walls and limestone plinths at the entrance created a song of ice and fire, their surfaces reflecting the exquisite, cloud-like patterns of an ink-wash screen.

’You could tell it was a high-end complex without even stepping inside.’

’Rich people really know how to live.’

Zhao Rui thought to himself, ’When I get rich, I’ll get a high-end place like this for my family, too.’

’Get a taste of the good life.’

Lost in his daydreams, he was stopped by a security guard as soon as he reached the gate.

“Who are you here to see? This is a private community. No unauthorized entry.”

Zhao Rui hadn’t expected the security to be so tight. He quickly gave his uncle’s address and dialed Zhao Jinguo’s number.

After Zhao Jinguo spoke with the guard over the phone, Zhao Rui had to register his personal information before he was finally allowed to enter the complex with his gift.

After a series of twists and turns, he finally found his uncle’s villa, where his younger cousin, Zhao Junzhe, was already waiting at the door.

When he saw Zhao Rui approach, Zhao Junzhe called out, a bit awkwardly, “Brother!”

“Junzhe. Haven’t seen you in half a year. You’ve gotten taller.”

“It’s alright, I guess. Some of the guys in my class grew ten centimeters.”

“Oh yeah? That’s pretty impressive.”

Zhao Rui exchanged a few pleasantries with Zhao Junzhe, and then they walked together into his uncle’s high-end villa, a residence that had cost nearly ten million.

The villa was ornately decorated with carved railings and painted beams, giving it a classical charm. With its tall structure and surrounding verandas, it was completely different from a Western-style mansion.

Passing through an archway into the main hall, Zhao Rui entered with his gift in hand.

The first thing he saw was his uncle, Zhao Jinguo, sitting leisurely on a massive sofa with his legs crossed.

“Uncle!”

Zhao Rui greeted.

Zhao Jinguo tilted his head back slightly, a faint smile on his lips. “You’re here. Have a seat. Why’d you bring something? No need. Your uncle’s family doesn’t want for anything. You can take it with you when you go.”

“It’s just a small token of my appreciation.”

Zhao Rui smiled, set the gift down by the door, and then found an empty spot on the sofa to sit down near his uncle.

“How are your studies? The pressure must be intense.”

“They’re fine. I’m keeping up.”

“Just keeping up isn’t enough. It’s not easy for your parents to put you through school, you need to achieve something. Sigh… All those years we spent training you in the Martial Dao… what a waste.”

Zhao Jinguo said, his voice laced with disappointment.

Zhao Rui just scratched his head and smiled, not rising to the bait.

’His uncle had a point, though. If not for his own secret, a diploma from Dongqi University really wouldn’t be worth all those years he’d dedicated to the Martial Dao.’

’He could have easily chosen a lesser school, majored in the Martial Dao, and pursued it as a professional career.’

’But Zhao Rui knew his own circumstances, and it wasn’t something he could explain to anyone else.’

“So what does my brother-in-law do? My sister’s so amazing, her standards are sky-high.”

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