Chapter 126: Chapter 126: The Third Brother Also Wants to Become a Waiter
Hearing that it was Lu Sheng outside, Lu Ziye’s previously indifferent expression vanished in an instant, and he hung up the phone, shouting "come in" towards the door.
After the door was opened, Lu Ziye saw the young girl walking into his room with a cup of freshly squeezed watermelon juice.
Her slender figure, long jet-black hair casually draped over her shoulders, her bare face clear, cold, and pretty.
She was dressed in a short-sleeved and shorts set of pink and white bunny pajamas, revealing her fair arms and slim, straight legs. On her feet were white ankle socks and a pair of fluffy bunny slippers.
"Are these pajamas and slippers from You Ye?" Lu Ziye took the watermelon juice as he asked.
Lu Sheng looked down at her clothes: "Is Fifth Brother’s preference that obvious?"
"It could be said it has never changed," Lu Ziye raised an eyebrow: "When he was three, he was already secretly dressing dolls like that, with cute pink and white little dresses and bunny clips."
Thinking of a three-year-old Lu Youye sneakily dressing up dolls behind his brothers’ backs in his room, Lu Sheng found it kind of cute.
"Come here, sweetie, let brother give you a hug."
Lu Ziye put the watermelon juice on the floor and then pulled Lu Sheng to sit in front of him on the carpet.
His tall stature easily enveloped Lu Sheng in his arms. Lazily, he rested his chin on her shoulder and sighed contentedly.
"...So this is what it feels like to have a sister."
"Sisters are indeed adorable creatures."
Lu Ziye’s voice was deep and magnetic, lazy, and enticing when he spoke, sounding incredibly pleasant.
It seems like heaven especially favored him, from looks to physique and even to his voice, this person was almost perfect beyond criticism, without any visible flaws.
However, Lu Sheng occasionally felt that Lu Ziye gave her an unreal feeling.
He was like a standard perfect idol, with those peach-blossom eyes always smiling, but it seemed like his real feelings were hidden beneath such a facade.
Even she couldn’t see any of his real thoughts through his eyes.
Lu Ziye didn’t know what Lu Sheng was thinking, he just held her and asked: "I heard from my agent that your school is organizing a celebration, are you participating?"
Did a top-star’s agent really need to know about this kind of high school event?
But after thinking for a bit, Lu Sheng figured Lu Ziye’s agent probably heard about it from Lu Qianrou or Yao Xuantong’s Weibo.
"Yes, next Wednesday," Lu Sheng nodded, "I and a few friends are planning to run a themed booth on the celebration day, Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother will be serving as waiters."
"You mean You Ming is participating too, and even serving as a waiter in the shop?"
Lu Ziye sounded somewhat astonished, it was probably quite difficult to associate You Ming with this kind of task.
"Yes," Lu Sheng said, "our selling point is that all the servers in the shop are handsome guys, Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother’s good looks can really attract people."
Hearing the words "attract people," Lu Ziye tilted his head: "For this event, do different teams have to compete in popularity?"
Lu Sheng nodded her head.
Lu Ziye raised an eyebrow – no wonder Lu Qianrou had invited Yao Xuantong to the celebration, it was to attract popularity.
He was well aware that Yao Xuantong was currently very hot on the whole network.
If she really went to Shengjing, no matter what activity Lu Qianrou and the others were doing, that place would explode in popularity.
In that case, wouldn’t Shengsheng’s team lose in the event?
He didn’t want his precious little sister to lose at all.
From the first encounter at the piano competition, he had seen it.
His sister shares the same blood that runs in his veins, making them the same kind of people—born to shine.
Lu Ziye chuckled softly and drew closer to Lu Sheng, "If you’re looking for a handsome guy who can attract popularity, don’t you think Third Brother is the most suitable candidate?" 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
Lu Sheng paused, turned her head to look at Lu Ziye’s handsome face up close, "...Third Brother?"
"Since I’m on a break with nothing to do," Lu Ziye grinned, "I might as well spend my time at your store being a waiter."
"We could also prepare a little surprise for the customers, like you could accompany me on the piano and I could sing the hit song from my new album for them."
"With your friends and the stunning looks of the four Lu siblings, the top spot for popularity will definitely belong to my sweetie~"
Lu Ziye had thought that Lu Sheng would be happy to accept his suggestion.
But to his surprise, the girl just frowned slightly and looked up, "But Third Brother doesn’t like crowded places, right?"
Hearing Lu Sheng suddenly say this, Lu Ziye was stunned, "...What did you say?"
"I mean, I think you don’t like crowded situations, Third Brother," said Lu Sheng, "The school anniversary will definitely be noisy and crowded, and I don’t want Third Brother to force himself to do something he dislikes just for my sake."
Upon hearing this, the mischievous smile on Lu Ziye’s face stiffened at the corners of his lips.
Lu Ziye is a top-tier celebrity.
He’s the kind of star who is always surrounded by crowds, a minimum of tens of thousands of fans at his concerts, making the place packed like sardines.
Even if he didn’t like crowds, he would never show it.
But the girl in front of him, who hadn’t had much contact with him before, was clearly aware of his aversion to such situations.
"...It’s okay," Lu Ziye suddenly took a deep breath and said softly, "Even if I don’t like it, I’ve gotten used to it, so there’s no reluctance."
Lu Ziye seemed to be lost in thought as he reached for the watermelon juice that Lu Sheng had brought over.
But because the juice was filled to the brim and he was somewhat distracted, as soon as he picked it up from the ground, some of the juice spilled onto the sleeve of his hoodie.
"Uh, don’t move, Third Brother, let me clean that up for you."
Lu Sheng noticed it and stood up to get a tissue while saying so, then came over to help Lu Ziye wipe the juice off his sleeve.
Some of the juice dripped onto Lu Ziye’s wrist, and Lu Sheng instinctively rolled up his sleeve to wipe it clean.
"...Don’t touch me!"
However, as soon as she had only rolled up the sleeve halfway, Lu Ziye suddenly widened his eyes, his expression changed, and he forcefully pushed Lu Sheng away.
Seeing the unguarded girl falling to the ground, Lu Ziye seemed to snap back to reality, realizing what he had done, and quickly went over to help Lu Sheng up.
His expression carried a tinge of panic, even helplessness.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry," Lu Ziye looked very guilty as he held Lu Sheng tightly in his arms, checked where she had fallen, and kept apologizing, "I’m sorry sweetie, I didn’t mean it, did I hurt you just now?"
"No, Third Brother, I’m fine," Lu Sheng immediately shook her head, "I’ll go pour you another glass of watermelon juice."
Lu Sheng spoke as she stood up from the ground.
Without looking at Lu Ziye’s expression, as she pushed the door to leave, she also took a deep breath.
In that second when she rolled up Lu Ziye’s hoodie sleeve, Lu Sheng saw it.
On Lu Ziye’s right forearm, there were scars as if they were made by a knife—and not just one.
Just on that one spot, there were at least a dozen.