"Jiang Fan! Didn't we just have a little disagreement before the exam? Did you have to slander me here?"
Jiang Fan handed his exam paper to Lu Yi. "Compare them, and you'll know whether he copied."
Lu Yi nodded and reached for Wei Qi's exam paper.
Wei Qi pinned his paper down with both hands. At the sight, Lu Yi understood immediately.
"Wei Qi, come to my office. Also, I'll be calling your parents shortly."
Wei Qi glared viciously at Jiang Fan. If looks could kill, he would already have sliced Jiang Fan into a thousand pieces.
Finally, he mouthed, "Just you wait!"
After the morning exams ended, Wei Qi was about to blow up at Jiang Fan when a girl wearing the same school uniform and light makeup walked over from the neighboring class.
The moment she appeared, she drew the attention of practically every boy in the classroom.
The girls, meanwhile, all gritted their teeth in jealousy.
In the same uniform, they looked like random extras, yet the girl before them brought the words "brimming with youthful vitality" to life in all their glory.
"Hmph! What's so great about her? Let's see her go without makeup!" one girl said jealously.
A boy beside her immediately chimed in, "Tong Shuyao's makeup is already really light, okay? Now look at you, with your fake eyelashes and bright red lips."
"Hey! Who are you talking about? Got a death wish?" The girl unleashed her Nine Yin White Bone Claws with her freshly manicured nails.
Tong Shuyao took in the entire scene. The corners of her lips curved slightly before she tucked the loose strands by her temple aside as though without thinking, leaving quite a few boys on the verge of nosebleeds again.
Especially Tong Shuyao's number-one simp, Wei Qi, whose eyes were practically turning into hearts.
"Shuyao..." Wei Qi called her name, utterly besotted.
Tong Shuyao smiled at Wei Qi. Her rosy lips parted slightly, and her sweet voice rang out.
"Um, could you please move aside? I need to talk to Jiang Fan."
Hearing Jiang Fan's name, Wei Qi once again felt the urge to kill rise in his heart. But his goddess had spoken, and in such a sweet voice, too. He simply couldn't refuse.
"Oh, sure. You two talk, go ahead." Wei Qi moved aside, but only by a single step. He wanted to stay close to his goddess to stop Jiang Fan from daring to get handsy with her.
Jiang Fan looked at Tong Shuyao as she came up to him, his cold, indifferent expression never changing.
"What do you want?"
Tong Shuyao-he had liked her in his previous life, but he had been deceived, believing her to be pure and sweet. Who could have imagined that she would sell her body again and again to enter higher society?
He still remembered once happening upon Tong Shuyao in the middle of some play with a martial artist. Furious, he had confronted her, only to anger that martial artist.
That time, the martial artist had nearly beaten him to death.
Tong Shuyao had stood to one side and watched from beginning to end, utterly unmoved.
Recalling the past, the coldness in Jiang Fan's eyes gradually condensed into frost.
When Tong Shuyao met Jiang Fan's sharp, icy gaze, a chill ran through her body, making her want to shiver.
And his icy words just now held none of his former tenderness, leaving Tong Shuyao inexplicably displeased.
Because although Jiang Fan was an absolute piece of trash, she had to admit that his impossibly handsome face still pleased her every time she saw it.
Otherwise, she would have kicked him as far away as possible long ago.
"Jiang Fan, I heard about what happened between you and the Jiang Family. There is no greater virtue than recognizing your faults and correcting them. When you make a mistake, you have to be brave enough to admit it. You hurt Jiang Youtian, so you should apologize to him. Besides, as their child, how could you defy your parents like this? After school, I'll go to the Jiang Family with you so you can give your family a proper apology. Don't worry. With me beside you, the Jiang Family will show me some respect. After all, our families have a deep friendship. If that really doesn't work, kneel and kowtow to them so they can see your sincerity. I believe they'll definitely forgive you."
Jiang Fan could not leave the Jiang Family. That was Tong Shuyao's final bottom line. She wasn't some shallow person who cared only about looks, after all; Jiang Fan being the Jiang Family's only son also had a great deal to do with it.
Jiang Fan knew exactly what Tong Shuyao was thinking. He raised his eyelids slightly, his tone mocking.
"What, now that I've left the Jiang Family, I can't provide you with any value, so you're getting anxious?"
Tong Shuyao had never imagined that Jiang Fan would say such things in such a mocking tone.
"You... you actually think I'm that kind of person?"
"Aren't you?" Jiang Fan fixed Tong Shuyao with an intensely aggressive stare.
At that moment, Tong Shuyao felt as though he had seen straight through her, leaving her utterly exposed. Her heart jolted, and then her eyes reddened as she put on the appearance of someone Jiang Fan had terribly mistreated.
"I really... really never thought you... you'd think that of me. I only wanted to persuade you to go back."
Jiang Fan looked listless, impatience gathering between his handsome brows.
"Your green tea act is exactly the same as that one's in the Jiang Family. I think you two are a match made in heaven. Now that I've left, Jiang Youtian can inherit my marriage engagement, too."
At his words, Tong Shuyao's eyes widened. She couldn't believe Jiang Fan would push her toward another man, and she was even less willing to accept that someone with such a handsome face cared so little about her.
Who was she? She was the school belle of Ancheng No. 9 Middle School! The goddess the boys flocked to like ducks!
And Jiang Fan, a piece of trash, dared to speak to her in that tone? Who did he think he was?
Honestly, if so many classmates hadn't been present, forcing her to consider her image as the school-belle goddess, Tong Shuyao would absolutely have blown up at Jiang Fan.
Standing nearby, her number-one simp, Wei Qi, couldn't bear to watch any longer. He slammed his palm heavily onto Jiang Fan's desk.
"Jiang Fan, you're getting bolder and bolder! How dare you talk to my goddess like that? Do you have a death wish?"
Jiang Fan turned unhurriedly toward Wei Qi. "Shouldn't you be happy that Tong Shuyao and I are going our separate ways? Yet here you are, getting angry."
Those words left Wei Qi utterly choked.
That was right. All this time, he had targeted Jiang Fan at every turn and constantly made trouble for him precisely because Tong Shuyao was Jiang Fan's fiancée.
Now that Jiang Fan had left the Jiang Family, he would have nothing to do with Tong Shuyao anymore, either.
Looking at the dumbfounded Wei Qi, Tong Shuyao inwardly cursed him as useless. She had been counting on him to vent her anger for her, yet Jiang Fan had defeated him with just a few words.
After taking a moment to compose herself, Tong Shuyao immediately came up with an idea.
She raised a hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Jiang Fan, you've gone too far! Sob, sob... You were born poor and grew up in the slums, and your qi and blood are pitifully low. Even so, I've never looked down on you. Yet now you actually... actually say things like this to me..."