Chapter 557 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zhao Youyue could not help but feel a tinge of disappointment. It was already such a crucial point, and he was still talking about literature. She was not forming a society for fun – she had a motive, and that was to slip into the student council, earn the title of Deputy Minister, then gain the rights to vote in the Student Council president voting. It was all part of her plan to step into a higher realm. Once she becomes the Student Council President, she would gain the rights and power to do as she wished.

No matter what, Han Leng was still her old classmate. He did not seem overtly keen on getting close to her, but at the very least, he was still loyal to her faction, which would have to suffice. With Han Leng’s talent, becoming the Deputy Head of the Advertising Department would not be too far-fetched an idea. He was almost unbeatable when it came to the pen. He would boost their standing on no time at all.

Han Leng’s reputation alone would be enough to qualify for a dedicated column in the school magazine. Who cares about the content when sales would rocket up with a casual slide across the paper with his pen and a few hundred words.

Zhao Youyue was already almost treating herself as the Student Council President. She was working to surround herself with her trusted cohorts and lieutenants. She was convinced that such a mindset would constant remind herself of her lust for that spot. An instance of complacency might just be enough to make her forget her goals.

Considering the positions that Lady Zhao had once chaired or was still chairing, even the top institute’s Student Council President position would not matter much to her. It was nothing compared to her moviemaking studio, it was nothing to what her “Two Dimensional Gate” could ever provide. She may not yet have access to certain resources as she had yet to obtain a governess’ character card, but that was just a matter of time.

Zhao Youyue was not born a genius. Even if she gave her maximum effort, she would not have amounted to much. Without her “Two Dimensional Gate,” she might have truly ended up as a boring old Milady throughout her entire life.

Of course, others may think that being a Milady was enough of an achievement, but Zhao Youyue was a prideful one. She wanted to stand with her own two legs, minus her connections. Those underhanded methods were too shameful. She intended to continue working with her own strength and prove her worth.

The past Zhao Youyue might have lacked the initiative and means of doing so. Her helplessness only contributed to her past self’s solitary coldness. As her proficiency over the “Two Dimensional Gate” grew, her very being was reformed, remolded. Now provided with the means, she could begin her conquest and claim her spot above others.

Zhao Youyue had the mind of a monarch, but she was no tyrant. She was somewhat in the same vein as a Yin King [1]. She used her calm, warm voice to instill an inexplicable sense of compliance and obedience to her subjects. They would obey without a question, and the thought of hesitating would not even cross their minds.

Zhao Youyue had moved on to her new stage. The play was just beginning. She led Han Leng to the lone corner on the 3rd floor of a certain library. Maybe it was due to the school opening just recently, or maybe because it was noon. Either way, the library was almost completely empty.

When exam periods draw closer, that library would turn into a warzone. When it came to the library of Jiangnan University, lines might spill to the outside entrance. At that time, phrases like “Have you seen the rising sun at Jiangnan University?” would be irrelevant, but that was how hardworking students or crammers lived.

Zhao Youyue leaned back against a bookshelf, folding her arms across her chest. She gazed at Han Leng, but did not immediately start speaking. The tense silence only made her seem more authoritative than ever.

Han Leng had always been extremely uncomfortable whenever he got alone with Lady Zhao. The empty library left him no one else to turn to, no distractions to relief his mind. An empty, cold, silent library may seem romantic to some, but he made no move on her. It did not make him the gentleman, but rather, a well-behaved primary school student.

A braver man might just go for a kabe-don [2]. It sure sounds exciting to kabe-don a Milady.