Chapter 1266 — Creepy Uncle Wei Zhao, Ying Ziyu Stuck Out Her Tongue and Dared Not Answer, Truly a Little Afraid of Wei Zhao

Wei Zhao stepped onto the podium of the classroom and rapped it with the blackboard eraser. The uproar died in an instant. Every one of them knew exactly who Wei Zhao was. What kind of man could he be, if even Brother Guang, the boss of the North District, called himself his old slave?

"Listen up, all of you! From tomorrow on, if you want to keep coming to school, dress like normal people. Boys, no more bare chests. Girls, no more bare thighs and cleavages. Dye your hair back to black, and sit in this classroom and study properly! If you don't want to come, then get lost!" Wei Zhao's voice was flat, yet it carried an indescribable menace. "I have said my piece. If anyone disobeys, you will bear the consequences!"

The students in the room were miserable, but there was nothing they could do. Under Wei Zhao's iron pressure, they could only hold their noses and submit.

When Wei Zhao brought Ying Ziyu back to the school, classes were almost over. Before long the bell rang through the corridor, and the students in the classroom began packing their bags.

"Are there no teachers?" Wei Zhao asked, a little puzzled.

"Teachers come to teach in the morning. Afternoons are usually self-study," Chen Xi said. "Nobody likes studying. Even when teachers come, they won't listen. There is nothing to be done."

Wei Zhao nodded helplessly. Chen Xi was right. This school was like that through and through, a problem of atmosphere from top to bottom, not something that could be changed just by saying so.

Those problems were for the principal to worry about, and Wei Zhao was too lazy to meddle. Taking Ying Ziyu and Chen Xi with him, he left the school together with Feng Xiaoxiao.

He flagged down a taxi and sent Ying Ziyu home first, taking the chance to learn the way to her door, so that he could catch her whenever he needed to.

The compound where Ying Ziyu now lived was hardly upscale, just an ordinary old neighborhood. It seemed Wei Zhao had guessed right. She could not have much money left. Pangolin had left her something back then, but after all these years, it must be nearly spent.

"Do you have enough money to live on?" Wei Zhao looked around Ying Ziyu's little nest. It felt clean and tidy enough, and he nodded without thinking.

Ying Ziyu was clearly no slovenly girl, and in her home Wei Zhao found nothing objectionable. Though this counted as a surprise raid, and she could hardly have prepared beforehand to hide things away, he still went through every room with meticulous care.

What he feared was that Ying Ziyu might have stashed away drugs or ecstasy pills and the like. What terrified him most now was that she might have picked up the bad habit of drug abuse.

Wei Zhao's powers of observation were formidable, and no hidden object in a room could escape his eyes. He first circled a large bedroom, which must have been her brother Pangolin's room. It was stark and empty, with nothing in it but a bed, a desk, and a small wardrobe.

He finished the search quickly. Apart from some of Pangolin's own clothes, letters, and photographs, there was nothing else amiss.

Gazing at the photographs Pangolin had kept, Wei Zhao could not help a soft sigh. Memories of those old days rose up again, but here he could not allow himself to betray the faintest trace of sorrow. If Ying Ziyu noticed, it would be disastrous.

Wei Zhao stepped out of Pangolin's room and turned into Ying Ziyu's bedroom. When she saw him poking about in her brother's room, she had not thought much of it, assuming he was fetching something for her brother. But when she saw him come out empty-handed and head straight for her own bedroom as if hunting for something, she grew anxious at once!

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she darted in front of Wei Zhao in a flash. "You... you... what are you looking for?"

Seeing how nervous Ying Ziyu looked, Wei Zhao's heart sank. Could she really have hidden something in her room that she did not want him to find? Could she really be using drugs?

"Stand right here and behave!" Wei Zhao shot Ying Ziyu a glare, ignored her protests, and kept searching the room.

Seeing she could not stop Wei Zhao, Ying Ziyu stamped her foot in desperation, her face flushing crimson, yet utterly helpless. She could only shut the bedroom door so that Feng Xiaoxiao and Chen Xi outside would not see what was happening inside.

"What... what on earth are you looking for? Let me find it for you..." Ying Ziyu watched Wei Zhao draw closer and closer to her little bed, and she truly panicked.

"Stand still! Didn't you hear me?" Wei Zhao frowned and paid Ying Ziyu no attention.

Ying Ziyu felt wronged, but there was nothing she could do. She could only watch Wei Zhao in a flurry as he rummaged around her little bed... Suddenly she saw him pick something up, and she felt as if her heart would explode!

He found it! He found it! It was over, utterly over this time! How humiliating! She would never be able to show her face again!

Wei Zhao was speechless. At last he understood why Ying Ziyu had tried to stop him from searching. Under her pillow, she had hidden a vibrating love egg!

Holding Ying Ziyu's toy, Wei Zhao felt awkward too. But since he had found it, and he was playing the part of her guardian, he really could not pretend he had seen nothing!

It seemed he had always taken her for a child, yet she was not so little after all! She was sixteen!

Wei Zhao gave a wry smile. Hadn't he himself secretly watched adult videos at sixteen, only to be caught by the old man? He had been just as embarrassed back then...

And Ying Ziyu, after all, was a streetwise big sister who must have run into such things plenty of times and probably seen that kind of film. That she had only bought a love egg for her own use reassured Wei Zhao far more than if she had been bringing boys home for the night!

It looked as though Ying Ziyu was still a decent girl who kept herself clean. As for whether she used the egg to pleasure herself, Wei Zhao saw nothing wrong in it. He only coughed and said, "Your main energy should go to studying now. Use this thing less from now on! And when you do use it, mind your hygiene, or you'll catch some gynecological trouble at such a young age! Come here and let me check you!"

"Huh? Check?" Ying Ziyu had been thoroughly embarrassed by Wei Zhao's first words, but his last sentence made her eyes go wide!

Gynecological trouble? A check? Was Wei Zhao going to examine her body?

In that moment, Ying Ziyu stared at Wei Zhao as if he were one of those creepy uncles in cartoons who want to examine a little loli, and a chill ran all over her! No way. What on earth was he trying to do?

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