Cursed by the God of Misfortune, She's Not to Be Trifled With!

"I paid for my spot as an auditor, so what?" Qin Xin sneered. "Did I spend your family's money? If you've got the guts, buy one yourself and show me."

"You..." Yao Dazhuang was rendered speechless, instinctively backing away a few steps under the pressure.

Coming to his senses, he turned red with rage and began to stomp his feet:

"You shameless ugly freak, an ugly freak who can only score zeros, you have no sense of shame at all!"

"Even the heavens want to drown you!"

"Hitting you is just me acting on behalf of heaven!"

Just as he was in the middle of his tirade, a flash of light streaked by, and he felt a sharp pain in his forehead!

"Ow, you ugly freak, how dare you hit me! I'm the class monitor, I'm going to report you to the teachers and make sure you can't survive in the Medical School!"

Yao Dazhuang's head had been struck by a snowball, and he was beside himself with fury.

Qin Xin narrowed her eyes, a natural, cold arrogance in her gaze: "Who saw me hit you?"

What a brat, still threatening to tell the teacher.

A moron.

"Uh..."

The students present looked at each other; indeed, no one had seen it.

In fact, no one had even noticed Yao Dazhuang getting hit by the snowball!

But inexplicably, a chill crept up their spines.

Yao Dazhuang had just finished cursing Lan Qingxin, and the very next second he was hit by a snowball—that was too much of a coincidence.

Little did they know, something even more coincidental was about to happen.

As Yao Dazhuang was shouting about hitting her back, his feet stumbled, and he actually slipped off the steps.

The steps of the school hospital were long, and directly opposite them was the Ice Lake where Lan Qingxin had met with her accident.

Yao Dazhuang rolled down uncontrollably, unable to even crawl back up, tumbling all the way into the lake in a pathetic state. The bone-chilling water made him howl in agony: "Help! The ugly freak is attacking people!..."

Qin Xin looked down from above, parted her lips slightly, and returned his words to him, word for word—

"Even the heavens want to drown you!"

"Hitting you is just me acting on behalf of heaven!"

Yu Xiaochun, the female student who had warned Yao Dazhuang about the secret earlier, put her hands on her hips and demanded: "Lan Qingxin, what do you think you're doing? Do you not want to stay at Imperial University anymore?"

Qin Xin gave her a cold, dismissive glare: "None of your damn business?"

The crowd was dumbfounded.

They stared, breathless, at the ugly freak they had always looked down upon.

This... this... this Lan Qingxin was acting truly bizarre today!

With this cold and arrogant demeanor, was she still that same punching bag?

Yu Xiaochun was the arts committee member of Class 2, talented in singing and dancing, and very popular. She pursed her lips, looking aggrieved, and incited the others to join her in questioning: "Lan Qingxin, you've gone too far! Is that any way to talk to your classmates? You didn't come back to take exams; you came here to stir up trouble and smear the reputation of Class 2, didn't you! Can't you keep your mouth clean?"

It was as if they had completely forgotten how they had just pelted Lan Qingxin with snowballs and called her an ugly freak.

At this moment, they all glared at her with disgust.

Right, calling someone an ugly freak didn't count as cursing.

In their eyes, Lan Qingxin wasn't even a person; she deserved to be trampled underfoot and had no right to resist.

Qin Xin sneered.

She pressed her thin lips together, too lazy to speak.

The next second!

The seven or eight people let out cries of alarm as their feet slipped, and one by one, they all tumbled down the steps just like Yao Dazhuang, plunging into the Ice Lake!

Damn, is this ugly freak a jinx?

Why does everyone who says a word to her or even looks at her end up having such bad luck?

Qin Xin turned around as if nothing had happened, her slender hand patting the stunned Little Miss Xiangxiang: "Let's go, didn't you say we were going back to admire the flowers?"

Xiangxiang: "..."

Sob, may the gods bless us, her punching bag Little Miss finally didn't get bullied for once...

It would be even better if the gods blessed Little Miss to score at least 60 on her final exam.

"Little Miss, evil really does get its retribution!" Xiangxiang exclaimed innocently.

Huh?

Are you sure?

Qin Xin stroked the Winter Chrysanthemum, the petals in her hand falling to the ground unnoticed, landing exactly where those people had just slipped.

The petals of the Winter Chrysanthemum were thick, and after being soaked in the icy water, they became slippery, just like little patches of ice.

Stepping on those would definitely make one slip.

However, she hadn't actually made a move just now.

These ice petals seemed to have drifted over of their own accord.

"Such sensible little darlings, truly..." She curled her lips, stroking Winter Chrysanthemum as if bestowing a reward.

As if coquettishly currying favor, Winter Chrysanthemum danced lightly in the breeze, emitting waves of faint fragrance from her fingertips!