Subduing the Nasty Girl: Call Me Daddy

The girl's composure and confidence in that instant stunned Lu Zichen.

Heh, this little girl was pretty cocky.

How interesting!

An attractive smile curved his lips.

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

The teacher left.

The classroom descended into chaos.

Lu Zichen took a bunch of his underlings out to buy loads of snacks and brought them back for Ye Huo.

Ye Huo didn't care for them. Without so much as a glance, she casually tossed them into the trash.

But the colder the goddess was, the more Lu Zichen turned into a simp, serving Ye Huo tea and water, massaging her shoulders and doing everything he could to please her.

The nation's school heartthrob, Lu Zichen, had fallen for the new transfer student.

The news soon spread throughout the entire School of Music and Performing Arts, and it thoroughly enraged the queen bee-Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao liked Lu Zichen, and the whole school knew it.

But to think that the new transfer student had stolen the boy she had a crush on as soon as she arrived.

Unable to stand the humiliation, she held it in until classes ended at noon, then led a huge group of girls in a grand procession to Class Seven.

They blocked Ye Huo inside the classroom and shut the door, refusing to let her leave for lunch.

"Hey, brat, let me tell you the rules around here. Every newcomer has to kneel and acknowledge Sister Tang as her boss, got it?"

Several girls crowded around a queen bee as they walked over and slammed their hands down on the desk in front of Ye Huo.

"No."

Ye Huo spoke slowly.

She had a slender figure, a fair, oval face and a pair of narrow, foxlike eyes. She was truly beautiful.

She's so skinny. She must be weak, right?

Tang Jiao glared furiously at the vixen who had stolen her dream guy's soul, making that guess out of jealousy.

She was a typical delinquent girl who loved nothing more than bullying people to flaunt her presence.

"Little sister, don't play dumb."

Tang Jiao sneered, holding a plastic cup full of ink. A distinctly vicious look flashed in her eyes. "You dare seduce my man? As long as you kneel and drink this cup of ink,

then let me use a marker to write three words on your face-ugly freak-I'll let you off, understand?"

Ye Huo put down her textbook, and a playful smile unwittingly curled her lips. "Heh, are you threatening me?"

"That's right. I'm a taekwondo black belt champion. I can take on three people by myself. Hurry up and drink this stinky ink! Otherwise, you'll be sorry!"

Tang Jiao pulled over a stool and folded her arms like a big shot, looking like an arrogant, overbearing princess.

A group of lackeys surrounded her.

After all, Tang Jiao was the daughter of Tang Haotian, the city taekwondo gym's gold medal champion. She was a tenth-degree taekwondo black belt who could fight three people at once, and a prominent figure in their grade.

This new brat had dared to offend Young Miss Tang. Now she was in for it.

Ye Huo didn't move.

Such childish tricks, and they dared act up in front of her.

She twirled a pen between her slender fingers, her long black hair cascading down her back. A mocking smile curved her fair, rosy face.

"You still dare laugh? I told you to drink the ink. Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf?"

Tang Jiao frowned and gave the order, extremely displeased.

"If you want someone to drink it, drink it yourself. I'm not interested."

Ye Huo lifted her eyelids slightly and looked at her in displeasure.

The next second, Tang Jiao met an icy gaze filled with a terrifying sense of death, stabbing straight into her heart like a blade of ice.

For that single instant, it made her shudder involuntarily.

It was truly terrifying. In that instant, it was as though a top assassin had fixed her in his sights, frightening her into a cold sweat.

"You dare refuse me?" Tang Jiao couldn't believe it and involuntarily raised her voice.

A suffocating sense of tension hung in the air.

In the classroom, a pale-faced girl couldn't stand watching any longer and spoke up for Ye Huo. "Why wouldn't she dare? Tang Jiao, making someone drink such stinky ink? That's going too far..."

Smack!

A loud slap landed on the side of Gu Wanyang's face.

"She should be honored I'm letting her drink it!"

Tang Jiao said coldly, "Who do you think you are, daring to tell me what to do? Don't forget, your Gu Family went bankrupt ages ago. A fallen young lady who can barely protect herself is standing up for someone else? What a joke!"

"You..."

Humiliation flashed in Gu Wanyang's eyes. She pressed her lips together and fell silent, ashamed and angry.

With her small, oval face, pointed chin and breathtaking beauty, she truly looked the part of a young lady from a distinguished family.

Ye Huo had taken a bit of a liking to the girl and made a point of looking at her.

Though delicate, she had a stubborn streak in her bones.

She was a good girl.

After hitting Gu Wanyang, Tang Jiao glared furiously at Ye Huo. "New girl, why haven't you drunk it yet?"

Ye Huo sneered inwardly and pressed her lips together. "Fine, I'll drink it for you right now!"

She stood, took the cup and swirled it. It was filled to the brim with ink mixed with pitch-black pigment.

Tang Jiao sat in her chair, laughing mockingly like a master disciplining a servant. "That's more like it. Kneel down and drink it at my feet like a dog. I'll reward you!"

"That's right! Dog servant! Hurry up and kneel down and drink the ink for our sister!"

The girls gathered to watch joined in the jeering, ready to laugh at the newcomer.

Ye Huo picked up the cup brimming with ink and stood up, her gaze coming to rest on Tang Jiao's face as she looked down at her.

"Ugly freak, are you done making a scene?"

She raised her chin slightly, killing intent hidden deep in her eyes. Her red lips parted, and her cold voice sent chills down the listeners' spines.

"Someone doesn't lose their temper, and you take them for a fool, is that it? I've given you too much face, haven't I? Want to know what it feels like to spin a cocoon around yourself and get trapped in it? Is that it?"

With that, she suddenly threw away the glass cup in her hand, then took the cup and smashed it toward Tang Jiao's head.

Screams rang out as the freshly prepared, pitch-black ink splashed all over Tang Jiao, instantly staining her skin black.

From head to toe, she was dyed like a giant octopus. She couldn't have looked uglier.

"You-you dare splash me? You're finished!"

Tang Jiao spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling ink and sprang to her feet, furious enough to go mad. Swallowing her humiliation, she threw a straight punch hard at Ye Huo.

Ye Huo's eyes narrowed. Moving swiftly, she grabbed the girl's wrist and drew it through a half-circle in front of her with calm, elegant poise.

She moved around behind her and pinned her to the classroom floor with a twist of her hand.

Before Tang Jiao could react, she found herself captured like a thief, her hands bound and her body pinned to the ground, unable to move an inch.

"Let go of me!"

Tang Jiao roared as she struggled.

"Call me Daddy."

After saying that, Ye Huo blinked, looking quite uninhibited.

"You splashed ink on me and called me an ugly freak? And now you want me to call you Daddy? Are you crazy?"

Tang Jiao was beside herself with rage.

"Looks like you're still not convinced!"

Ye Huo's voice and expression were mild, and a playful smile seemed to tug at her lips.

The next second, Ye Huo swung one leg over Tang Jiao and sat on her. She grabbed Tang Jiao's arm behind her back, tightened her grip and pulled. A crack rang out.

The queen bee's arm had been dislocated.