Chapter Forty-Eight: Your Father Has Returned (IV)

"Come to think of it, I’ve never heard my sister talk about her school before," the young man said shyly, gazing at Lu Yuehong across from him, his eyes full of hope. "Teacher, could you tell me what my sister’s classmates are like? I’d like to get to know them a little."

After saying this, he seemed to speak more to himself, "But since my sister is such a good person, her classmates must be pretty nice too, right?"

Lu Yuehong’s face froze, her expression instantly turning grim.

How could they possibly be nice?

She had watched, wide-eyed and helpless, as those students bullied that little fool.

But who could have guessed that the seemingly ordinary, simple-minded girl would turn out to be the heiress of the Chao family?

So, at the time, she had simply allowed it to happen, letting the students vent their anger on one person. That way, they wouldn’t stir up trouble elsewhere.

But now, the situation had changed.

That little fool was no longer a powerless victim without a background, unable to defend herself. She was the Chao family’s eldest daughter. Even though she was now dead, if the Chao family got wind of what Chao Si had suffered, none of them would escape unscathed.

Clenching her jaw, Lu Yuehong’s hand at her side trembled, but she steeled herself to keep the truth buried.

After all, every single person in that class—from the teachers to the students—was complicit in Chao Si’s death.

If the truth ever came out, all of them would be ruined.

"Of course," she replied, forcing a counterfeit smile. "I can assure you, the kids in your sister’s class are all cheerful and easy to get along with. If you come, they’ll treat you just like they treated your sister."

Lu Yuehong tried to keep her words vague, her expression carefully composed. By now, nearly everyone in the class knew an heir from the Chao family was coming, so they wouldn’t dare bully Chao Si’s brother. Most likely, they’d go out of their way to curry favor with him.

As long as no one said a word, the Chao family would never know the truth for the rest of their lives.

"Really? That’s wonderful!" Chao Xu beamed, his eyes full of hope and anticipation for his new class.

Seeing no hint of suspicion on the youth’s face, Lu Yuehong finally relaxed. "It’s getting late—shall I take you to the classroom now?"

"Of course, I’d love to meet my new classmates," Chao Xu replied eagerly.

As he followed behind Lu Yuehong, the ball of fluff on his shoulder stretched lazily.

[When did you get so good at acting, Host?] it teased. The way you spar with experts—even though you know everything, you still pretend to be innocent and sweet. Watching that old woman so smug, thinking you’re clueless, honestly, I almost feel sorry for her.

"Don’t you think it’s amusing to watch her try so desperately to cover up her tracks?" Chao Xu’s voice was mischievous, almost devilish, as she glanced at Lu Yuehong, who was still oblivious.

The fluffball shivered involuntarily. Since when had it failed to notice that its host had such a wicked side?

[By the way, why didn’t Ci Mo come with you? He’s usually so attached to you.]

Thinking of Chao Xu made the fluffball miss Ci Mo, who was inexplicably absent.

Compared to its host’s natural darkness, Ci Mo might be a little weak, but he really was a little angel!

"Ci Mo?" The gleam of playful amusement faded from Chao Xu’s face. She turned her head, glancing thoughtfully in the direction of the Chao family, her eyes unreadable.