"Huh?" Zhuo Jing suddenly looked in surprise at the bruised, swollen pighead not far away.
Why does this person look a little familiar?
She walked over and bent down to get a clearer look.
The man covered his face and turned his head away, looking somewhat too ashamed to show himself.
"You're... no way, you're Ouyang Kai? My god, how did you end up looking like a pighead?" Zhuo Jing stared at the man before her. Wasn't this Ouyang Kai, the campus heartthrob?
Ouyang Kai, who usually strutted around in glory and flirted with younger girls, had been reduced to this state?
"Zhuo... Zhuo Jing, I'm sorry. I was wrong," Ouyang Kai said, his voice still trembling.
What had just happened had left far too deep a psychological scar on him.
"Never saw this coming, did you, Ouyang Kai? You stood me up, and now you've fallen into my hands." A strange smile appeared on Zhuo Jing's lips as she took out her phone.
"Move your hand."
Ouyang Kai covered his face even more tightly.
"Move it..." Zhuo Jing drew out the words, her tone turning commanding.
She only barely acted like an innocent, carefree little sister in front of Li Xingyu. Having been pampered since childhood, she was actually quite willful and domineering deep down.
At first, Ouyang Kai refused to let go.
Without a second thought, Zhuo Jing simply reached out and pried his hands apart. Then she raised her phone and snapped away.
In the blink of an eye, the miserable sight of yesterday's campus heartthrob turned pighead had been captured on her phone.
"I'll save these for now. If I ever find out you're being a player at school and messing with girls again, you'll be sorry. Hear me?" Zhuo Jing said, staring at Ouyang Kai.