Lu Ming didn't have many thoughts. What could riding a bike possibly do?
"Okay."
He got on the bike and started riding. Ma Xiaoling then sat directly on the back seat. It was only then that Lu Ming realized something was amiss. Ma Xiaoling had directly wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his back!
This was practically taking advantage of him, wasn't it?
Yet, Lu Ming couldn't say anything!
The Dragon Warlord, who had conquered battlefields and was invincible against a million troops, was now like a shy young lady, his face blushing, his movements extremely proper, not daring to make any rash moves.
Ma Xiaoling could feel Lu Ming's restraint.
It was both adorable and amusing.
And so, Lu Ming rode the bike, taking Ma Xiaoling with him, weaving through the vast school grounds like a couple in love.
At the same time, on the school basketball court.
Jia Wenhao, the rich merchant's son, finished playing ball and was walking out while wiping sweat, surrounded by a group of followers. Some helped him carry water, others his bag.
Jia Wenhao's family was extremely wealthy, ranking among the top five in the entire school.
Furthermore, Jia Wenhao was extremely fond of showing off and spent money lavishly to maintain his image.
Thus, many people who were short on cash would flock around him.
Jia Wenhao took a sip of water and said indifferently, "Have the matters you were asked to investigate been handled?"
One of the followers replied, "Everything has been investigated! Ma Xiaoling will definitely attend tonight's dance, and she hasn't sent invitation letters to any boys from our school."
Jia Wenhao was overjoyed. "It seems Xiaoling has been waiting for me."
Jia Wenhao's affection for Ma Xiaoling was an open secret. He had pursued her countless times before, but had been ruthlessly rejected. Yet, he still had no intention of giving up.
This was because Jia Wenhao stubbornly believed that no other girl in the entire school was worthy of him except Ma Xiaoling.
In terms of wealth and status, Ma Xiaoling was slightly ahead of him.
In terms of upbringing and character, Ma Xiaoling had first-class integrity, and at a young age, she had already made a name for herself in business, with a promising future.
Most importantly, Ma Xiaoling was the school beauty!
Her looks were truly like Chang'e descending to earth.
Who wouldn't fall for a woman like this? Thus, Jia Wenhao had long ago decided that Ma Xiaoling was his future wife. He had publicly declared throughout the school that anyone who dared to pursue Ma Xiaoling would be opposing him, Jia Wenhao!
Because of this, although all the boys in the school admired Ma Xiaoling greatly, none dared to truly make a move.
Firstly, they felt they weren't good enough. Secondly, they were wary of Jia Wenhao.
At this moment.
Jia Wenhao relaxed his shoulders and said, "Effort always pays off. It seems Xiaoling has been moved by my loyalty. After my repeated pursuits, she has finally agreed to accept me. I must perform well at tonight's dance!"
Before he finished speaking, a series of crisp ringing sounds could be heard.
Jia Wenhao and his group instinctively turned their heads to look. The more they looked, the more furious they became.
They saw a 'low-class man' dressed in extremely plain clothes, riding a shared bicycle with a girl passing by on the opposite side of the road. It was a common sight, but when everyone saw the appearance of the girl on the back of the bike, they were stunned.
Ma Xiaoling!
The girl sitting on the back of the bike was actually Ma Xiaoling!
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. How was this possible?
After all, Jia Wenhao had driven a Maserati worth tens of millions to pick up Ma Xiaoling before, but she had disdained to get in. Now, Ma Xiaoling was sitting on the back of a shared bicycle worth a hundred yuan!
The key was, she was smiling happily!
What did this mean?
Wasn't it said that one would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle? Why did all that not apply to Ma Xiaoling?
In reality, for a woman like Ma Xiaoling, she had her own BMW, and didn't need to rely on a man.
Therefore, she had more choices.
Clearly, she chose to laugh rather than cry.
After the bike had ridden far away, Jia Wenhao finally snapped out of his shock. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at his followers, asking, "Was that... Ma Xiaoling who just passed by?"
All the followers nodded simultaneously.
"Yes!"
This...
Jia Wenhao didn't know what to say. He angrily smashed the water cup on the ground and roared, "Damn it, didn't you investigate and find out she didn't have a dance partner tonight? And now she even has a boyfriend?!"
The followers were stunned.
Suddenly, one follower said solemnly, "Young Master Jia, in my opinion, that person doesn't look like he's from our school. He looks like someone from outside."
Jia Wenhao frowned slightly. "Hmm, he doesn't look like a student his age. So, Xiaoling likes mature men? You should have said so earlier, I can be mature too! Come on, brothers, let's go and meet that man."
In this school, someone dared to make a move on Ma Xiaoling? Wasn't this slapping Jia Wenhao in the face?
If he tolerated this, what authority would his words have in the school from now on?
That man had to be dealt with!
...
A quarter of an hour later, Lu Ming rode the bike with Ma Xiaoling to the entrance of the assembly hall.
After parking the bike, the two walked in together.
There were still about two hours before the dance began. Ma Xiaoling smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, please have a seat for a moment. I'll go get you a glass of water."
While Ma Xiaoling was away, Jia Wenhao and his group of followers arrived in front of Lu Ming.
Jia Wenhao, disregarding the scene, stood directly in front of Lu Ming and stared at him, making Lu Ming feel uncomfortable all over.
As he stared, Jia Wenhao became puzzled.
He muttered to himself, "I don't see anything special about him. How could I lose to such a person?"
Lu Ming frowned slightly and asked, "Classmate, why have you been staring at me?"
Jia Wenhao ignored his question and continued to stare. After a long while, he said, "What's your name?"
Lu Ming thought he was from the student council and needed to register or something, so he answered truthfully, "Lu Ming."
Lu Ming?
He had never heard of that name.
Was there such a person in Modu?
Jia Wenhao asked again, "Whose son are you? What does your family do?"
Uh...
Does the student council registration require such detailed questions?
Lu Ming replied, "I'm not anyone's son. I'm just a security guard at Kaixuan Jewelry."
"A security guard?" Jia Wenhao almost choked. Ma Xiaoling would rather choose a security guard than be with him?
When had he become worse than a security guard?
"This is outrageous!"
Jia Wenhao stomped on the chair next to Lu Ming, reached out and gently patted Lu Ming's face, and said darkly, "A security guard dares to compete with me for a woman? Do you know that Ma Xiaoling is my designated future wife, Jia Wenhao? Do you want to die for daring to lay your hands on my woman?"
So that's how it was.
Lu Ming smiled.
He said lightly, "As far as I know, Ma Xiaoling has neither a boyfriend nor is she engaged or married. So, what you call a future wife is just wishful thinking, isn't it?"