Butler Xin left the room in a daze. He had just spoken with Old Master Lin’s personal butler and discreetly inquired if there were any important visitors scheduled to visit the Lin family.
’Hm, you’re quick to get the news. The headmaster hasn’t announced it yet to the masters. He was supposed to announce it today. Well, since you know it now, prepare for it in advance. Anyway, may I know how you got the information?’
Butler Xin felt inwardly shocked. He didn’t know how he managed to deflect the butler’s attempts to extract more information from him, but he left the room.
So the young miss was telling the truth.
Butler Xin was in deep thought as his feet led him in front of Lin Ginxian’s office. He stared at the door for a while.
Could he really trust her? Did she genuinely have plans and wasn’t just a reckless, rebellious kid?
Could he place all his stakes on her?
Butler Xin knocked on the door. "Master, may I co in?"
"Co in," Lin Ginxian’s cold voice sounded from behind the door.
Butler Xin took a deep breath to calm his thoughts.
Anyway, it was still too early to judge whether this deal with Bei Sangyun was the right choice. At least for now, she wasn’t lying.
Butler Xin entered the room.
"Where is she? Why isn’t she coming with you?"
Lin Ginxian’s anger erupted once more when he didn’t see the figure he was waiting for.
Butler Xin adjusted his expression. It was ti to play his role.
****
"Young miss, it’s done," the maid said as she stepped back after applying so concealer to Bei Sangyun’s cheek.
Bei Sangyun stared at herself in the mirror, lost in thought.
Her left cheek was still a bit swollen, but the redness and handprint were effectively concealed, thanks to the makeup.
However, it wasn’t the state of her cheek that had Bei Sangyun deep in thought. Her eighteen-year-old reflection looked youthful and healthy, a stark contrast to her past self.
"....I should take better care of my health this ti," Bei Sangyun muttered. She had no intention of dying early.
"Of course, young miss. You should prioritize your health and strive to beco the official heir."
Bei Sangyun turned around and picked up her school bag. "I don’t need to struggle. I’ve already endured enough in the past."
The maid showed a stunned expression.
Bei Sangyun left her room. However, just as she took several steps away from her room, the guards hiding from the who knows where, suddenly ca rushing to her.
"Third young miss, you are not allowed to leave your room."
Bei Sangyun raised an eyebrow, glancing at the empty hall behind the guard. There was still no sign of Butler Xin.
’What’s taking him so long?’
"Please return to your room, Third young miss," the guard insisted.
Without protest, Bei Sangyun turned around and went back to her room.
This unexpected compliance relieved the guard, who had been prepared for an argunt. Fortunately, the third young miss was being cooperative today.
The maid who was cleaning the room saw Bei Sangyun returning. "Did you forget anything, young miss?"
"Could you find Butler Xin for ? Tell him to hurry. The afternoon classes will be over by the ti I arrive."
Her concern wasn’t about the class; she was worried about whether she’d have ti to speak with Grandma Bei over the phone.
The maid nodded and was about to leave when Bei Sangyun spoke again.
"Co to think of it, I’ve never called you by your na even once. It’s Yzhai, right?"
The maid looked at Bei Sangyun, speechless. "I’ve been working for you since day one, and you still haven’t gotten my na right?"
Bei Sangyun: "...."
She refrained from ntioning that she knew quite a bit about her personal maid’s background, weaknesses, and ambitions but hadn’t quite rembered her na.
After all, this person had been placed by Butler Xin and her father to keep a close eye on her, and they hadn’t shared any personal conversations.
The maid sighed, saying, "It’s Ye Zhai. You almost got it right."
Bei Sangyun looked away, pretending to be engrossed in sothing.
The maid, Ye Zhai, left, shaking her head.
As the door closed, Bei Sangyun found herself alone in the room.
She let out a sigh. It was the first ti she had attempted to have a personal conversation with her maid, and it had failed.
Bei Sangyun glanced at herself in the mirror once more. Ye Zhai might be a lackey of Butler Xin and Lin Ginxian, but she hadn’t done anything to harm Bei Sangyun apart from constantly reminding her to pursue the title of official heir.
She was good at her job, which is why Bei Sangyun had kept her even after becoming the family head.
Although they were like strangers and their relationship was based solely on the master-maid dynamic, Ye Zhai was the person Bei Sangyun had been with the longest before her death. It was only natural for Bei Sangyun to take notice of her now.
"But she is quite cold. She served for a long ti but never visited once after my funeral," Bei Sangyun muttered.
There was only one person who persistently visited her every year.
Bei Sangyun lowered her eyes as she reminisced about the twenty lonely years she spent as a lonely ghost.
"Master, you may leave now," Butler Xin’s voice sounded from outside, interrupting Bei Sangyun’s mories.
Bei Sangyun opened the door. "Is everything prepared?"
Butler Xin understood what she was referring to.
"Yes, but first, you need to attend school. I’ll provide you with the details when we arrive at our destination."
.....
The car parked, and two people stepped out.
When they reached the school building, Butler Xin ca to a stop.
"I’ll place what you need in your locker. Please check it after your class ends. I’ll ensure everything is ready by then."
Bei Sangyun nodded.
The afternoon classes had started an hour ago, and the school grounds appeared empty as all the students were in their classrooms.
Bei Sangyun made her way to the locker area. She needed to find her locker now so that she wouldn’t waste ti finding it later. It had been a long ti since she had set foot in school, and she had forgotten the location of her locker.
The surroundings might seem familiar, but the school grounds were vast, and she could easily beco disoriented and get lost.
Besides, her high school days weren’t exactly filled with fond mories, and she had no desire to recall most of it.
She relied on the mories etched into her body and allowed her feet to guide her to her locker.
Her steps ca to a halt as she reached the locker area she rembered, but it wasn’t hers.
Bei Sangyun’s gaze focused on the na written on the locker in front of her.
She was trying to locate her locker but she ended up on his instead.
Bei Sangyun traced the na etched on the door of the locker.
Of course, this locker left a more lasting impression on her than the one she rarely used. After all, she would go to this area and put sothing in this locker every day before the class started.
With a smile, Bei Sangyun shook her head.
This was precisely why she didn’t want to dwell on her high school days, as she had made many foolish decisions that now left her feeling embarrassed as an adult.
She left that locker and continued her search for her own, relying on her mory.
Finally, in less than ten minutes, she found it and committed its location to mory before heading to her classroom.
However, upon reaching the vast hallway with nurous classrooms, she found herself lost once again.
Where was her classroom, exactly?
****
Bam!
The door swung open loudly, interrupting the teacher who was giving a lecture at the front.
The teacher’s face contorted in annoyance, ready to rebuke the intruder.
"Who--!" But his words trailed off as he recognized Bei Sangyun.
"Lin Sangyun!" The teacher exclaid in shock. The students in the class also reacted.
"She’s here. The notorious bully has arrived."
"Don’t call her that. What if she hears you?"
"Our peaceful days are over. What a sha."
"Didn’t Lin Sunji say she wouldn’t be coming today? Why is she here now?"
Lin Sunji, too, who was among the students, looked at Bei Sangyun with surprise and disbelief.
Bei Sangyun: "...."
Although she was standing at the door, their ’whispers’ reached her ears clearly. Had she really left such a negative impression on everyone?
As far as she could recall, she had only beco a tyrant when she beca the official heir. During her high school years, she was not crazy yet. She was just a bit aloof and sowhat loud, wasn’t she?
"....Lin Sangyun. W-why are you here? Weren’t you s-sick?" Even the teacher stumbled over his words in her presence.
Bei Sangyun: "....."
She entered the room and quietly closed the door behind her.
"I’m a bit late because it took a long ti to find the classroom."
The teacher: "...."
The classmates: "...."
’You’re more than half a day late! And what kind of excuse is that?!’
The teacher’s lips twitched.
"....I see. Then please take your seat."
Bei Sangyun surveyed the empty seats in the room, noticing three of them were unoccupied.
Where was hers?
She hesitated for a mont before choosing the spot that felt familiar.
All eyes were on her. When they saw Bei Sangyun taking the empty seat in the farthest back corner, they gasped.
"Is she openly bullying him now?"
"Gosh. I don’t like him, but I kind of pity him. What did he do to beco Bei Sangyun’s target? She is not even letting him go during class..."
"I’m just relieved I’m not the one sitting beside her. Imagine sitting next to the tyrant..."
As Bei Sangyun placed her bag on her chair, she paused.
These whispers sounded awfully familiar.
She glanced at the boy next to her, who appeared to be taking a nap. He faced the window, his head resting on his arms on the table.
Bei Sangyun blinked.
Suddenly, this scene triggered mories of her high school life, mories she had buried deep in the recesses of her mind.
The boy seed to sense her presence beside him. The seat next to him, which had been vacant since he transferred to the school, was now occupied.
Slowly, he raised his head and turned it towards Bei Sangyun.
The afternoon sunlight spilled onto the boy’s head and the side of his face, partially hiding his eyes beneath long bangs. However, as he had just awakened from his nap, Bei Sangyun could clearly see his face.
The boy looked up and t her gaze. He seed to be in a trance for a mont, then his eyes beca surprised before it returned to normal.
There was even a hint of aloofness in his gaze.
Bei Sangyun was in a daze.
Then it hit her. She rembered now—the reason this seat seed so familiar.
Right.
It was because Fei Chuan used to sit there. The farthest back, the furthest corner, the only person in the last row, seated beside the window -it was his designated spot.
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