The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot

Upon hearing Zhong Nianyao's words, Zhao Xuanglang's legs went limp, nearly dropping to his knees, "Lady Zhong, elder sister, Master, please, you're the only one who can help me now."

No one could remain calm when they hear their own life is in jeopardy, especially Zhao Xuanglang who was barely in his twenties and a university student, not even having stepped into society yet. So, it was natural for him to feel scared after hearing what Zhong Nianyao had said.

Zhong Nianyao frowned and couldn't help but roll her eyes, "What are you saying? Don't call me elder sister, and don't call me Lady, I'm much younger than you."

"Alright, alright, Your Highness, whatever you say," Zhao Xuanglang agreed hastily, "You're aware of my situation, you can save me, right? I'm young, I don't want to die like this."

As he spoke, his voice was on the verge of tears, almost reaching out to grasp Zhong Nianyao's hands to convey his fear. Yet, seeing the sharp look in Zhong Nianyao's eyes, he didn't dare make any rash moves.

Zhong Nianyao really didn't know what to say while looking at Zhao Xuanglang like this. She lifted her hand, "Enough talk, I'm about to start a class. We'll talk after class!"

"Okay." Zhao Xuanglang immediately agreed, "After class, I'll come find you. My parents want to meet you as well, I wonder if you'll have time today?"

"That's fine." Zhong Nianyao didn't refuse.

Moreover, she wanted to clear up the strangeness with Zhao Xuanglang. From his appearance, he didn't seem like someone with a short lifespan. Yet, he was currently surrounded by an aura of death.

To solve this issue, cooperation from Zhao Xuanglang's parents would be necessary.

After agreeing to Zhao Xuanglang's request, Zhong Nianyao went straight to the classroom without looking back.

Li Jingyang and Shen Yixue didn't hear the conversation between the two, but they could tell that Zhao Xuanglang was behaving submissively. Their expressions immediately changed.

"Jingyang, do you think—" Shen Yixue furrowed her brows, her tone indistinct, "Could it be possible that Xuanglang has taken a fancy to Zhong Nianyao?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Li Jingyang dismissed the idea without hesitation, "What kind of person Zhong Nianyao is, Xuanglang knows very well, how could he possibly be interested in her?"

"But the way they interact—"

Shen Yixue thought for a moment, choosing her words carefully before continuing, "Their relationship doesn't seem like just ordinary friends."

"Let's not discuss this anymore," Li Jingyang shook his head, cutting her off, "Class is about to start, let's head into the classroom first!"

He didn't understand what was going on. When he saw Zhao Xuanglang and Zhong Nianyao getting so close, an involuntary irritability surged up in his heart.

However, because he couldn't figure it out, he thought it might be because he didn't want to see Zhao Xuanglang make a mistake. After all, everyone was friends, and he didn't want to watch Zhao Xuanglang stray down the wrong path.

Shen Yixue didn't say anything more, her expression unchanged, even her smile as pleasant as usual. However, unnoticed by everyone else, the bottom of her eyes was pitch black, dark and deep, as if brewing a storm.

On the other hand, Zhong Nianyao was completely oblivious to their thoughts. After her class, she directly got into the car sent by the Zhao Family.

Of course, after getting in the car, she remembered to call Old Sir and tell him she was going out with friends and would be back late.

Soon, the car arrived at the Zhao Family home.

Upon entering, she saw a middle-aged man in business attire and a well-dressed lady sitting on the couch, both wearing nervous expressions.

As they saw them enter, the two immediately stood up.

"Dad, Mom, this is Zhong Nianyao," Zhao Xuanglang introduced right away, "Master Zhong, these are my parents."

"Don't call me Master," Zhong Nianyao furrowed her brow, "Just call me by my name!"

This 'Master' thing didn't sit well with her, it made her feel uncomfortable.

"Lady Zhong, don't mind this brat," Mr. Zhao stepped forward, his demeanor kind, "Please sit down first! We invited you over today specifically to thank you. If it wasn't for you, this brat would have died last night."

"That's right, that's right," Mrs. Zhao echoed continually, "Let's sit down and talk. Lady Zhong, you must be hungry after just finishing school, shall I have the kitchen prepare some food for you?"

"There's no need," Zhong Nianyao raised her hand to stop them, "Let's talk about the serious matters first."

"Alright, alright, serious matters first."

Soon, everyone was seated.

Mr. Zhao turned to Zhong Nianyao, not beating around the bush, he spoke directly, "Lady Zhong, now that it has come to this, let me be straightforward. Besides thanking you for saving Xuanglang's life today, there's another very important matter I need your assistance with."