Big-Spender Bro Is Not to Be Messed With

The gaudy-gold SUV, a Benz, parked brazenly right in front of Qin Xin, as if showing off the driver's skills.

After all, it had nearly run over her foot. Most people would have been scared to death.

Qin Xin's expression didn't change.

She even looked a little cold and impatient.

The car door opened.

Several people filed out and surrounded Qin Xin.

"Ugly Freak, you're so hideous I can barely stand to look at you! You actually swindled my mom out of four hundred thousand! Who gave you the nerve? Give the money back, and I'll let you off! Otherwise..."

Yao Dazhuang had gauze wrapped around his head like a helmet. He glared at Qin Xin, his face full of hatred.

The people behind him were the same bunch who had attacked Lan Qingxin with snowballs that day.

Although Qin Xin had thoroughly put their parents in their place that night, and the parents had gone home and given their own brats a harsh scolding,

teenagers aged eighteen or nineteen didn't change easily just because their parents lectured them. If anything, they became more rebellious and hated Lan Qingxin even more.

Unless Lan Qingxin could make them respect her.

Qin Xin glanced over them indifferently. "Give it back? Not a chance."

Yu Xiaochun curled her lip. "People from the countryside are always people from the countryside. You saw four hundred thousand and got greedy, then blew it all on designer brands. Yao Ban, make her return your clothes."

At Yu Xiaochun's mention of "returning the clothes," the boys present immediately let out a few suggestive snickers.

How exactly was she supposed to return them?

Right there and then...?

If Lan Qingxin weren't so hideous, the prospect might actually have been worth looking forward to.

But—

The next second,

Qin Xin lazily flicked her fingers. "That little bit of money? I used it to water the flowers."

As she spoke, her gaze suddenly turned icy. She glanced at the boys blocking her way and laughing.

One boy felt his neck stiffen. His body moved on its own, stepping aside to make way, standing ramrod straight.

Qin Xin strode brazenly out through the crowd surrounding her.

As she passed the rear of the car, she even kicked the tire of the gaudy-gold SUV in disgust. "Ugly."

Everyone: "..."

What was it like to be called "ugly" by an ugly freak???

Yao Dazhuang snapped, "What's wrong with you? Why'd you let Ugly Freak go?"

The boy stared blankly. "It's not that... I... I couldn't control myself..."

No one noticed a flower petal drifting down from the back of his neck.

Yao Dazhuang was so furious his swollen face looked even puffier.

He was about to lead the others after her when Yu Xiaochun tugged at his sleeve. "Yao Ban, let her go."

Yao Dazhuang fumed. "She cheated my family out of four hundred thousand! I'm making her cough it up today!"

Yu Xiaochun reminded him, "Yao Ban, don't you remember? The school rules say that if you miss classes before the final exams, you automatically fail those courses."

Yao Dazhuang paused, then caught on. "You mean..."

Yu Xiaochun lowered her voice. "Make her miss class—as much as possible. If her average on the finals is below sixty, won't she get expelled? Once she's out, we'll have plenty of ways to deal with her, won't we?"

Yao Dazhuang nodded.

Exactly.

There were things they couldn't do at school.

Out in the world, it was different.

Once this ugly freak was kicked out of Imperial University, they'd make her pay—not just the four hundred thousand, either. They'd show her the miserable consequences of offending the Yao Family.

Just then, someone climbed out of the SUV's driver's seat. He twirled the car keys in one hand and a slender cigarette in the other. Half of a muscular tattooed arm showed beneath his sleeve, and he had the air of a carefree big shot—if you ignored his round face, as full as a full moon.

"Didn't you say there was an ugly freak looking for trouble? Your big brother's here to handle her!"

The moment the Round-faced Tattooed Guy spoke, even Yao Dazhuang became more reserved. His expression turned amiable, almost ingratiating. "Brother Hu, there's no need for you to deal with a nobody like her."

Yu Xiaochun's voice turned gentler and sweeter, too. "Brother Hu, the ugly freak skipped class. She brought this on herself, so please don't be angry."

Surrounded by people fawning over him, Hu Yi looked a little impatient. "Next time she causes trouble on campus, come straight to Class 1 and get your big brother."