Chapter 1259: Zhang Xiaoyu Arrives—How about we play a game? Just as the ladies were bewildered, gazing at Lu Yun's intense gaze, Lu Yun suddenly broke into a cheerful, playful tone. "How about we play a game?" The ladies were utterly puzzled. "You—you're not planning another scheme to tease us, are you?" Little Zhiyu, who had remained silent for so long, finally spoke up. Lu Yun immediately shook his head, saying, "Absolutely not. I'm not the kind of person who teases girls." "Yes." Before he finished speaking, a voice distinctly different from any of the other ladies suddenly rang out. It was familiar. Not only did Lu Yun find it familiar, but even Zhiyu and Feiyan recognized it instantly. Who was it? Lu Yun frowned, glanced at the ladies in the room, and whispered, "Everyone, please stay quiet. I'll go out and find out which one of you has the courage to come here to the convenience store just now." "As he spoke, Lu Yun turned around and quickly stepped out of the inner room. However, when he saw the girl standing inside the convenience store, his expression instantly became deeply complicated. Who was she? None other than Zhang Xiaoyu—the very one Lu Yun had slapped several times. How had she come here? Had she simply decided to skip class and wander around, seeking out new adventures? A hint of confusion flashed in Lu Yun's eyes. Still, as the owner of this convenience store, he had to treat every customer with a warm smile—this was a fundamental principle of business. Whether or not Xiaoyu had come to cause trouble, Lu Yun would wait until she raised her concerns before responding. For now, he would simply adapt to the situation. &%*"; "Hey, Xiaoyu, it's been a while!" Lu Yun said with a mischievous smile. "Indeed, it has been a while—thanks to you," Xiaoyu replied, her expression slightly awkward, yet she remained at the counter, pointing to a marker on the shelf. "I'd like this one." Lu Yun stepped to the counter, handed over the oil pen that Zhang Xiaoyu had been pointing at, and was about to say five jiao. But just then, Zhang Xiaoyu interjected, "Just give it to me—this way, you'll make up for your mistakes." "What kind of merit? What on earth are you talking about?" Lu Yun looked at Zhang Xiaoyu in surprise, patiently asking, "Xiaoyu, what have I done? Do I really need to make up for something?" At first, Lu Yun had indeed given Zhang Xiaoyu several sharp punches—though that only happened after she had first insulted Xiao Zhi. Zhang Xiaoyu smiled, exuding a graceful charm, and slowly said, "I've been at home for over a week now. You must know that, so why are you asking me?" Suddenly, Lu Yun remembered something and chuckled, "Ah, it's all a misunderstanding! I didn't even realize that Zhou Gaoren had gone to see you after he took the cigarettes. If I had known he was coming to see you, I wouldn't have given them to him at all." "Zhang Xiaoyu blushed, embarrassed, saying, 'What are you talking about? When have I ever been with Zhou Gaoren?' 'Not at all, right?' Lu Yun grew even more puzzled, asking, 'Really not?' Xiaoyu nodded, saying, 'That guy has been pursuing me for a long time, yet I've never paid any attention to him. Now he's spreading rumors about me—how could I not give him a good scolding?' Lu Yun couldn't tell whether Zhou Gaoren or Zhang Xiaoyu was telling the truth, or if either of them was lying. In any case, whether it was Xiaoyu or Gaoren, Lu Yun had no good impression of either—especially of Xiaoyu. Didn't she just ask to borrow a few strands of my hair back then? Now she's acting so proud and so aggressive, as if my family were running a mafia operation. In Lu Yun's mind, Zhang Xiaoyu was always a fiery, passionate person—yet today, something seemed different. He couldn't figure out what she was up to. As the owner of this convenience store, he politely asked, 'Xiaoyu, is it this oil pen that "Saying this, he held out a felt pen and offered it to Zhang Xiaoyu. But Zhang Xiaoyu didn't take it. She gently pressed her full lips together and after a long pause finally said, 'Lu Yun, perhaps you have some misunderstanding about me.' Lu Yun smiled and replied, 'We've been classmates for years—what could we possibly misunderstand? All these things are behind us now. Don't be so particular. You're my guest today, so just tell me what you'd like to buy. As a token of our having sat next to each other, I'll give you an 80% discount.' Just as Lu Yun was hesitating, Zhang Xiaoyu spoke up, "Lu Yun, I think we've actually been misunderstanding each other. If you give me a chance to explain, I'll tell you what I have to say. If not, I'll leave right now." "Hehe, Xiaoyu, what exactly do you want to say?" Lu Yun forced a smile. "I...," Zhang Xiaoyu opened her mouth, but couldn't come up with anything. Lu Yun felt even more frustrated. There were several girls still waiting in the inner room. He had planned a game that would involve a strategic move—whether it was Xiao Ying or Fei Yan, he wanted them all to comply. But suddenly, Zhang Xiaoyu had appeared, disrupting all his carefully laid plans. It seemed she had something important to say to Lu Yun, yet she kept delaying, never clearly stating her real intention. This only made Lu Yun more and more restless. "Lu Yun, I brought some wheat today—it's quite heavy, and I can't carry it myself. Could you please help me take it to the canteen?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked utterly at a loss, finally settling on a reason that wasn’t quite a reason. Well, honestly. Zhang Xiaoyu didn’t mind much, but Lu Yun, who had to play games with the girls in the inner room, was internally screaming. How could it be? You deliberately brought that wheat over to the canteen entrance, and didn’t even ask me—why not just have Zhang Yi, the big bear, bring it in? What’s the point of coming to me? Besides, I’ve only recently been on the receiving end of your sharp criticism. Now what? Are you finally reflecting? Even if you are, what reason do I have to help you? “Xiaoyu, just take it straight to the canteen entrance,” Lu Yun chuckled, while secretly plotting. Wasn’t she setting a trap for him? Wasn’t she trying to lure him over so something unexpected would unfold on her side? Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned, yet she knew well what she had done earlier. With a look of sincere apology, she said to Lu Yun, "Lu Yun, are you still holding a grudge against me?" "Not at all. Absolutely not," Lu Yun interjected. "Then, can't you at least help me out a little?" At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu's demeanor could hardly be compared to the fiery, passionate one she had displayed when arguing with Lu Yun's little girl, Li Yu. Now, she was completely transformed into a humble, attentive guest. Faced with Zhang Xiaoyu's nearly pleading tone, Lu Yun paused and thought. It was now nearly time for class to end. Even if Zhang Xiaoyu had arranged someone to cause trouble for him, he was confident he could handle it. After all, his decisive victory over the four clumsy bodyguards hired by Gao Yang had solidified his belief in his own strength. Could Zhang Xiaoyu now send someone to settle accounts with him, and still expect him to back down?