Best Young Master
Chapter 378 - 338: Class Division

Chapter 378: Chapter 338: Class Division

The sun was setting, and as dusk descended, the shrill sound of the school bell punctuated the air, causing the once serene Wangfu Middle School to buzz with activity as students hurriedly raced out of their classrooms, forming small groups as they exited the campus.

Beneath the setting sun, an unassuming Volkswagen Golf sedan was parked not far from the school gates.

"Jue Ming, are you sure those spoiled brats won’t take revenge on Little Ying?"

In the passenger seat of the car, Pan Xiaolu sat motionless, her eyes fixed on the school gates, waiting for Pan Ying to emerge. Simultaneously, she asked with concern.

The previous night, she had received a call from Pan Jueming, informing her that Pan Ying was safe.

Moreover, during the call, Pan Jueming had told her that he had someone who taught a lesson to those plotting against Pan Ying, including Ye Cang. Those brats would no longer dare to bother Pan Ying.

Pan Xiaolu was filled with skepticism about Pan Jueming’s words, so much so that she had Pan Ying answer the phone too, but Pan Ying was still in shock at the time. She only assured Pan Xiaolu that she was okay, without going into any details of what had happened.

This directly led to Pan Xiaolu still being half-convinced of Pan Jueming’s words, greatly worried that Ye Cang and the other brats might seek retribution.

"Aunt, I’ve told you eight hundred times, why won’t you believe me?" Hearing her, Pan Jueming couldn’t help but give a strained smile, although he could understand where Pan Xiaolu was coming from.

Since he hadn’t received Ye Fan’s permission, he didn’t dare take the liberty of revealing Ye Fan’s identity to Pan Xiaolu, nor did he go into detail about what happened the previous night.

In such a situation, it was normal for Pan Xiaolu to doubt his words and even doubt whether the benefactor he mentioned was as impressive as claimed.

After all, Ye Cang was known in the Forbidden City as the ’Little Prince’, backed by the formidable Ye Family. Not just youngsters but even powerful figures who roam the Forbidden City wouldn’t dare to discipline Ye Cang.

"Little Ying is coming out!"

Pan Xiaolu was about to say something when she suddenly saw Pan Ying, dressed in casual clothes, exit the school gates. Her face immediately lit up with joy, and without thinking, she pushed the car door open and got out.

Seeing this, Pan Jueming smiled and followed her out of the car.

"Aunt, Brother!"

Upon seeing them, Pan Ying ran over excitedly.

"Little Ying, why aren’t you wearing your uniform today?" Pan Xiaolu asked affectionately, gently touching Pan Ying’s head.

"My uniform got dirty, so I couldn’t wear it. Bro took me shopping for new clothes," Pan Ying explained.

"Aunt, it’s getting late. Let’s talk in the car; we can’t keep our benefactor waiting."

Seeing Pan Xiaolu was about to speak again, Pan Jueming broke in with a strained smile. He had already made Ye Fan wait once yesterday, and naturally couldn’t let that happen again today.

"Alright."

Pan Xiaolu nodded, and she and Pan Ying both took their seats in the back of the car.

Potentially worrying about triggering unpleasant memories for Pan Ying, Pan Xiaolu, although curious about whether what Pan Jueming said was true, managed to suppress her curiosity and did not ask about what happened the previous night.

Half an hour later, Pan Jueming drove them to a five-star restaurant named Hua Fu First Class.

Hua Fu First Class, a five-star restaurant that had opened in Yanjing in recent years, had quickly become a favorite among the affluent due to its elegant environment and delicious cuisine, and it had carved out a niche for itself in the fiercely competitive five-star hotel industry of Yanjing, thriving tremendously.

It was only 6:30 pm, but the parking lot was already full of cars, predominantly luxury vehicles, though none bore special plates.

All this was a result of the crackdown on extravagant living that took place eight years ago.

After that campaign, the once omnipresent government officials, who were treated like royalty in various luxury hotels, had toned down considerably. They rarely dined in luxury hotels now, and if they did, they wouldn’t arrive in government cars but would be picked up by the host.

"These parking spaces are reserved; park over there."

In the parking lot, a security officer in charge of directing cars saw the Volkswagen Golf trying to park directly in front of the door and immediately stepped forward to stop it, an undisguised look of disdain on his face.

"Okay."

Noticing the disdain from the security officer, Pan Xiaolu, who had previously been known as a Yanjing socialite, felt somewhat uncomfortable. On the other hand, Pan Jueming just smiled nonchalantly and drove the car to the parking spot indicated by the security officer.

Seeing this, Pan Xiaolu grew even more skeptical of her nephew’s words and felt that the benefactor her nephew had mentioned couldn’t be that impressive.

After all, any significant figure, no matter where they went, would be met with sycophancy. Thus, not just the influential figure themselves but even those around them would typically carry a bit of arrogance.

Claiming to work for this benefactor, Pan Jueming showed not a hint of arrogance, and even the sharpness he once possessed was gone, replaced with nothing but timidity—how could this convince Pan Xiaolu of the impressiveness of Pan Jueming’s supposed benefactor?

"Aunt, you go ahead and take Little Ying to the private room while I wait for our benefactor at the entrance," said Pan Jueming, having intuited his aunt’s thoughts, though he offered no explanations.

On one hand, he felt there was no need; on the other, since following Ye Fan, he had adopted Ye Fan’s distinct approach to interactions—treat those below without disdain, those above without adulation.

"Bro, I’ll stay and wait with you. I didn’t even get a chance to thank Big Brother yesterday," said Pan Ying cheerfully. "Aunt, you go ahead."

"Alright then."

Pan Xiaolu nodded. Since Pan Jueming had suggested inviting Ye Fan for dinner, as hosts, it was proper to order the dishes first, following the etiquette of hosting guests.