Chasing His Ex: The Tycoon's Hidden Twins

Meanwhile.

Lu Fan opened the door to the master bedroom and walked out.

He stretched lazily.

Immediately, the two personal maids standing by the door came over.

One was holding a glass of warm water.

The other held a light jacket, which she draped over Lu Fan’s shoulders.

Lu Fan looked at the two young women, took a sip of water, and said, "Alright, that’s enough fussing. I can get ready myself. Go tell Old Luo to prepare breakfast."

"Yes, boss." After speaking, the two young maids left.

If these two maids were to take off their uniforms and put on some fashionable clothes, they could probably win a modeling competition.

It had to be said that the tool-person templates provided by the system were all top-tier in both ability and looks.

Of course, anyone else would have probably made these maids specialize in serving him in bed.

But after all these years, Lu Fan had long since grown accustomed to their figures and faces.

The higher a person’s threshold, the more they want to pursue things they’ve never experienced before.

Last night, Lu Fan could clearly see a change in his son Jiang Sifan’s expression.

This was something he was quite gratified to see.

It was like a simulation game, watching his son slowly grow up.

After Lin Qiang and his cronies bullied Jiang Sifan so badly yesterday, he had originally thought his son wouldn’t dare to retaliate.

But he hadn’t expected the kid to land every punch.

That vengeful, eye-for-an-eye personality trait was quite like his own.

After washing up, Lu Fan went to the living room.

Jiali was already waiting there. She said to Lu Fan, "Boss, the school has already issued the expulsion notice. Lin Qiang is also being handed over to the prosecutor’s office."

"Good, I understand." Lu Fan nodded. "It seems the vice-principal of the School of Science and Technology is quite efficient."

He asked, "Right, how are things on Sifan’s end?"

"The young master didn’t notice anything unusual. He went to class normally this morning. We just got a message from Lao Liu. He left campus on his electric scooter, and from the direction he was heading, it looks like he’s going to Jinling University," Chen He explained.

"Hm, he’s probably going to see Silu." After a few quick bites of breakfast, Lu Fan stood up. "Alright, let’s go to Yangcheng."

These past few days, he had either been taking care of a sick Jiang Silu or dealing with Jiang Sifan’s problems. It had been a long time since he’d gone to Yangcheng to see Jiang Yixia.

"I wonder if Yixia misses me," Lu Fan said narcissistically.

Seeing this, Chen He quickly chimed in, "I’m sure the madam is definitely thinking about you, Boss."

"Alright, with your skill level, don’t even bother trying to suck up," Lu Fan said calmly.

"Boss, I’m speaking from the heart," Chen He replied. "Number Two and Number Three, the bodyguards secretly protecting the bakery, said that the madam has been smiling a lot less these past two days."

Lu Fan chuckled when he heard that. "In that case, I’ll have to ask her properly later. If she wasn’t thinking of me, I’ll punish you by not letting you eat today."

"Huh?" Chen He looked tormented again. "Boss, this..."

And so, filled with anticipation, Lu Fan flew toward Yangcheng.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Sifan had arrived at Jinling University.

He chose a restaurant to wait for Jiang Silu.

While waiting, he even took out his phone, opened the camera app, and checked his appearance.

Because just a moment ago, Jiang Silu had mentioned that she would be bringing her roommates with her.

It’s a guy thing; when meeting girls they don’t know, they always want to spruce themselves up a bit beforehand.

This was a common trait among all young men.

Before long, Jiang Silu arrived with her roommates.

Jiang Silu walked up to Jiang Sifan’s side and clapped him on the shoulder. "Bro!"

Jiang Sifan turned around, a bit exasperated. "Why are you always so dramatic?"

The moment he turned his head, Lu Yao’s little heart started to go THUMP-THUMP.

’Oh my god, how is he so handsome?!’

’Ahhh! I’m dead!’

’His looks are on par with the pretty boys in C-ent!’

’Lulu! Why didn’t you tell me your brother was this handsome?!’

Before Jiang Silu could even make introductions, Lu Yao skipped forward two steps, flashed a peace sign, and said, "Hee hee, Silu’s brother, hello~"

"Hello." Jiang Sifan looked at Lu Yao, not expecting his sister’s roommate to be so good-looking.

Even on such a cold day, she was wearing hot pants, revealing a pair of long, pale legs.

As she spoke, the cleavage on her upper body was faintly visible with every breath she took.

Seeing this, Jiang Silu started the introductions. "Right, let me introduce you all. This is my brother, Jiang Sifan. He’s a finance major at the Jinling Institute of Technology, and he just broke up with his girlfriend a few days ago..."

Before she could finish, Jiang Sifan coughed and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, you can stop there..."

"Hey, what if one of my roommates takes a liking to you? I have to make it clear that you’re single beforehand," Jiang Silu chuckled.

This made Jiang Sifan feel a bit awkward.

He felt like a head of cabbage being casually put on a shelf, auctioned off by Jiang Silu.

Then, Jiang Silu introduced her roommates, "This is Lu Yao~"

"This is Miaomiao."

"And this is Shiting."

When Song Miaomiao was introduced, she said shyly and awkwardly, "H-hello."

Liu Shiting, on the other hand, was much more composed. She smiled and responded, "Hello, I’m Liu Shiting, Silu’s roommate~"

Jiang Sifan noticed Liu Shiting as well.

Compared to Lu Yao’s liveliness and Song Miaomiao’s socially anxious, introverted personality, Liu Shiting’s poise and graceful bearing left a much deeper impression on him.

He immediately invited them to sit. "Come on, everyone, have a seat. Order whatever you want today."

"Wow, so generous of you," Jiang Silu teased. "It couldn’t be because I brought three pretty friends with me today, so you have to put on a show, could it?"

"You say that like I don’t usually treat you to meals. Who was it that pocketed the five hundred yuan two days ago?" Jiang Sifan retorted.

"Hee hee, my brother is still the best to me," Jiang Silu said with a happy smile.

Lu Yao asked curiously, "By the way, Brother Sifan, I heard from Lulu that you started a business at school, right? Does that mean you make a lot of money?"

Her words gave Jiang Sifan a chance to show off in front of everyone.

He first feigned modesty, saying, "It’s nothing much, really. It was just a coincidence that led to me starting a small project."

"You’re amazing! We’re all freshmen, but you’ve already started your own business, while we just think about going out to have fun after class every day," Lu Yao praised him immediately.

After just a few sentences, Lu Yao’s praise made Jiang Sifan a little embarrassed.

During this time, Song Miaomiao barely said a word. She was more of a listener. It could be said that when meeting a handsome guy, she didn’t have much room to shine.

But in her opinion, Jiang Silu’s brother was indeed quite handsome.

’Their family’s genes are really good.’

As for Liu Shiting, she also chose not to interrupt the conversation.

Instead, she proactively took the pitcher of hot water, first helping Silu and Song Miaomiao next to her rinse their bowls and chopsticks, and then deliberately said, "Sifan, why don’t you give me your bowl and chopsticks? I’ll rinse them all together."

"I can do it myself," Jiang Sifan said, starting to stand up.

But Lu Yao said, "Brother Sifan, no need. Just let Shiting do it. Shiting, could you rinse mine too? Thanks~"

Liu Shiting nodded and then took their bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing this, Jiang Sifan could only thank her. "Thanks, Shiting."

"It’s no problem~"

Lu Yao wouldn’t let any opportunity to talk pass her by. She continued to ask, "So, are there a lot of shops working with your studio now?"

"About a dozen or so, I think," Jiang Sifan explained.

"That’s so amazing, so amazing~" Lu Yao continued to praise him nonstop.

Jiang Silu interrupted, "Alright, stop praising my brother, or he’ll get a big head."

"I would not," Jiang Sifan immediately responded. "I’m just telling the truth."

Jiang Silu remembered Lin Qiang’s expulsion and took the opportunity to say, "Hey, why don’t you come get drinks with me? You can tell me about that whole thing."

"Okay."

And with that, Jiang Silu and Jiang Sifan got up and walked away from the table.

As soon as they left, Lu Yao excitedly said to Song Miaomiao and Liu Shiting, "Don’t you guys think Lulu’s brother is so handsome? He’s seriously so handsome."

Seeing her acting like a lovestruck fangirl, Song Miaomiao couldn’t help but roast her, "I mean, Yaoyao, you don’t have to be *this* excited."

"But he really is handsome." Lu Yao cupped her cheeks with both hands, looking completely smitten. "He looks just like my ideal type. Shiting, do you think her brother is handsome?"

Liu Shiting smiled faintly. "I think he’s quite handsome, yes."

"See?" Lu Yao said confidently. "I think he kept talking to me just now, which means I made a good impression. I’m going to work hard to get his attention. Maybe I can really become Lulu’s sister-in-law someday."

Hearing this, Liu Shiting didn’t say anything, but she had her own little schemes in mind.

A guy like Jiang Sifan—capable, good-looking, and with a nice personality—was already considered a top-tier catch in college. Not to mention he also had such a powerful father. A guy with all those buffs stacked was rarer than a phoenix feather.

She also wanted to maintain a good image in front of Jiang Sifan and see if there was any chance for them to develop a relationship.

Of course, if Lu Yao really beat her to it, she would have to give up. After all, Liu Shiting wasn’t the type to steal someone’s love.

However, she was confident that her own looks and poise could outshine Lu Yao’s.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Silu asked Jiang Sifan, "What exactly happened last night?"

Jiang Sifan opened the fridge and started explaining as he picked out some drinks.

It took him several minutes to narrate the whole story and explain the sequence of events to Jiang Silu.

When Jiang Silu learned that several people had ganged up on her brother last night, her face filled with worry. "Are you hurt?"

"Your brother can really fight, you know," Jiang Sifan said calmly, raising an eyebrow. "Back in the day, when that kid from the village entrance bullied you, I smashed his head open."

"You have the nerve to bring that up? Because of that, Mom had to pay them several hundred in medical fees. And it wasn’t as dramatic as you say. He just bled a little from his forehead," Jiang Silu mercilessly retorted.

Then she asked, "Does Mom know about this?"

"Not yet, but I guess *he* will probably tell my mom," Jiang Sifan replied.

Jiang Silu said helplessly, "Dad helped you so much yesterday, and you still just call him ’he’ and ’him’."

"As far as I’m concerned, I don’t have a father. What do you call him now? Do you call him Dad?" Jiang Sifan shot back.

Jiang Silu stammered for a moment before finally answering, "I... I call him Uncle Lu."

"Tch, then you’re no different from me. What’s the difference?" Jiang Sifan retorted mercilessly.

Jiang Silu sighed. "I can’t bring myself to say it. I’ve never called anyone Dad my whole life."

"Alright, if you don’t want to, don’t force it. I bet he won’t force you either. If he wants to compensate you, just accept it. But you must never proactively ask for anything. You know the saying: taking from others puts you in their debt. You should understand that," Jiang Sifan reminded her.

Jiang Silu nodded. "Okay, I get it. By the way, Uncle ran into trouble too."

"What happened to him?"

Jiang Silu then told Jiang Sifan about how Jiang Ming had hit a student.

When Jiang Sifan learned that it was Lu Fan who had settled the matter again, he felt a wave of complicated emotions.

"If he had come to acknowledge us years ago, we wouldn’t hate him this much. All this effort he’s putting into helping us now is just to make us feel guilty, to make it so we can’t refuse him out of pride," Jiang Sifan said, still being stubborn.

Jiang Silu wanted to try and persuade him, but she knew her brother was a stubborn mule, so she didn’t bother.

Because she hadn’t gotten over that mental hurdle herself, either. Compared to Jiang Sifan, it was just the pot calling the kettle black.

"Let’s go," Jiang Sifan said, grabbing the drinks and heading back to the table.

"Silu, Brother Sifan, hurry up, hurry up, we’re going to play a game~" Lu Yao was like a perpetual motion machine for atmosphere; with her around, there was never a dull moment.

Jiang Silu nodded. "Coming~"

...

Meanwhile.

Jiang Ming had just finished teaching a gym class.

Just as he was about to return to his office, the dean of students showed up again.