Are You Ugly Freak's Lackey?

Lan Yingjun was the student council president. If they started a fight, he would definitely step in to stop them.

Yu Xiaochun hesitated. "Wenrou, we went to all that trouble to keep Ao Xinghao occupied so we could find this chance. Are we really just going to let Ugly Freak off the hook? I can't accept that!"

The scars left by the caterpillars crawling over her face and arms still hadn't faded.

Qin Wenrou blinked her almond-shaped eyes. "Or we could strike first to warn her. Doesn't she have a little lackey?"

Yu Xiaochun's eyes lit up. "Right! Let's go deal with that peasant girl who serves the food! Then Ugly Freak will either be left fuming helplessly, or she'll come out to stop us. That'll give us an excuse to lay hands on her! We won't be the ones picking a fight—she'll be asking for it. Even if Senior Lan sees, he won't have any reason to stop us."

As though she'd come up with an even better plan, Yu Xiaochun eagerly hung up and went to fetch Huangfu Qian.

Qin Wenrou put away her phone and murmured, "You came up with that yourself. I never said anything like that..."

The student council, sports department.

Ao Xinghao watched the few clumsy ducks in the swimming pool and rolled his eyes impatiently. "They're so stupid they may as well give up. And they want to compete in the school winter games? What a waste of my time!"

He casually picked up his phone, intending to @ Lan Qingxin in the class group chat and ask her to go to the cafeteria with him.

Sigh, that little girl still hadn't accepted his WeChat friend request. She sure had some nerve.

He'd have to @ her in public instead.

But then—

Before he could even tap the @ symbol, the clumsy ducks he'd called in to keep him occupied crowded nervously around his feet.

"God Ao, I don't know how to do this breaststroke move!"

"God Ao, please give me some pointers!"

"God Ao, nobody's saying anything in the group chat. Quit looking..."

Ao Xinghao shot them a glance. "Quiet—!"

It was bad enough that they were stupid. Why did they have to talk so much?

He was about to scold them when a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

"How did you know I was going to look at the group chat?"

His gaze darkened as he scrolled up through the messages. "Is there something in there you don't want me to see?"

A chorus of sharp gasps came from the pool.

They were done for.

God Ao... couldn't be stopped now.

Sure enough.

When Ao Xinghao saw someone had posted a photo of Lan Qingxin eating alone by the window, followed by a flood of snide remarks—

He shot to his feet.

He strode out and headed straight for the No. 2 cafeteria!

"Damn, you thought you could lure me away? You must be tired of living!"

As he walked, he grabbed the stainless-steel tissue holders from the tables and hurled them behind him, one after another.

The pool erupted in cries and wails!

Ao Xinghao didn't even look back, but every stainless-steel tissue holder hit one of the sports department guys squarely on the head!

Inside the No. 2 cafeteria.

Huangfu Qian and her group each got a bowl of soup over rice, made a round of the cafeteria, and then returned to the serving window.

"Hey, peasant girl!"

"What are you staring at? We're talking to you!"

"Get out here!"

Xiangxiang was bewildered. She nervously stepped out from behind the serving window and wiped her hands on her apron. "Is something the matter?"

"You tell us!"

"What kind of food is this?"

"There are cockroaches and rat droppings in it! What are you trying to do?"

Xiangxiang shook her head. "That can't be. The cafeteria is very clean..."

Huangfu Qian sneered. "The cafeteria may be clean, but you're filthy! You're not leaving until you eat every last bite of this cockroach-and-rat-dropping rice!"

Xiangxiang thought she must have misheard.

How could anyone be so unreasonable?

The next second—

Yu Xiaochun and the others had already dumped their bowls of soup over rice onto the serving window in front of Xiangxiang, one after another.

The soup splashed all over the floor!

Once Huangfu Qian and the others had all finished dumping their food, leaving dirty scraps piled across the window and floor, she stepped forward.

"I hear you're that Ugly Freak Lan Qingxin's lackey. Then lick up the food like a dog!"

She sneered and suddenly turned her bowl upside down over Xiangxiang's head!

[—Little Theater—]

Lord Qing: I hear you want to cut in line so I can test the robot you developed?

Young Master Jue: Yeah. Let me cut in?

Lord Qing: I'm busy right now. Maybe in a few days.

Young Master Jue: I want to tonight.

Lord Qing: ...

(Realizing what he meant)

No way!

You lecher!

If you're that good at making dirty jokes, why don't you go to heaven!