The Commander's Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!-Chapter 133: There Are Two Things I Want to Tell You

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: There Are Two Things I Want to Tell You

Knowing that Lin Fu had been taken away, he did not notify anyone, but he didn’t expect Anton to suddenly remember and then inform Lin Fu.

She really showed up.

"Right!" Anton himself was taken aback by the realization.

"How did you get out? Could Lance be so kind-hearted?"

Mervin, who had always been reticent, casually took the box from Lin Fu’s hand and commented indifferently, "She was released on the grounds of having performed a righteous action."

"Pfft!!!"

"Hahaha..."

"For real? You’re kidding, right? This is killing me."

"Lance must be seething, huh?"

Everyone laughed incessantly at the remark, but Lin Fu didn’t elaborate; she was engrossed in watching the chaotic battle below and catching up on "homework" on the academy’s internal network, trying to understand the whys and wherefores. She couldn’t help but marvel at Elbert’s oddity.

"How about it? What’s your mood?" Ivan rested his hands on the railing, his tone gentle, "Notice anything?"

"Dean Fu Yunzhe of the Command Department is very impressive."

"Good observation. Being able to exchange blows with a top ten expert from the Military Department must’ve been beyond everyone’s expectations."

"Also, the teachers must be using this as a form of release." frёewebnoѵēl.com

Lin Fu could tell that although the fight was spirited, it wasn’t serious.

"Hehehe..." Ivan chuckled, "They all know their limits."

While they talked, the crowd in the plaza below began to disperse, leaving Lin Fu, who had arrived late, feeling unsatisfied.

"By the way, what’s your relationship with Celia?" Ivan suddenly thought of something and asked tentatively.

"Celia?" Lin Fu recalled the girl who had rushed up to her with an aggressive aura on her first day at registration but had then abruptly left.

So she shook her head, "We can hardly say we’ve met, let alone assess our relationship."

"Now that’s strange."

Ivan muttered thoughtfully, "Why would Celia personally try to recruit you?"

"It’s gone, no more fighting over it."

The loud shout from the chubby boy snapped Ivan out of his reverie. He turned around to find that the cake Lin Fu had brought had already been snatched up by a bunch of big guys.

Not a single piece was left.

Anton was the quickest, gaining the advantage.

Mervin, indisputably the boss, took sole possession of the only slice of Tiramisu.

The others had each gotten their share.

With an empty box in hand and on the verge of tears, the chubby boy sadly confirmed that his second-to-last ranking in the squad was not for nothing.

Ivan’s face turned black.

"You... have no ambition!" He was furious.

"He Xi, share half with me."

"Nothing left." He Xi, holding on to his share, took off like a shot.

If it weren’t for the need to savor the deliciousness slowly, he would have finished it in two or three bites.

Seeing He Xi gone, the others quickly scattered like birds and beasts.

Only Mervin stayed behind, and even the chubby boy who hadn’t managed to grab anything took off, fearing that Lin Fu would challenge him.

"Mervin." Ivan looked toward Mervin.

Mervin passed over his own box without fuss and advised, "Here, take it. Share it in the dorm."

The two of them happened to share a dormitory.

"Okay."

Lin Fu was pleased to see everyone enjoying the cake she had made.

"Now that you’re here, there are two things I want to tell you."

Mervin was serious; that was his way—no fuss, no muss, the strong silent type.

"Go ahead."

Lin Fu, like an obedient elementary school student, leaned against the railing, and as she did, she caught a glimpse of Ivan sneakily eating the Tiramisu out of the corner of her eye and couldn’t help but twitch at the mouth.

"The first thing is about Celia and Lance."