Li Nan hurriedly agreed.
Ye Xiaoxiao is the lady of Shenghua and also the first na on the school beauty list; no one at school dared to provoke her, not even the teachers who gave her so respect. Ye Xiaoxiao, being domineering and arrogant, fully embodied the habits of a spoiled rich girl, essentially holding the status of the campus queen—a true example of white, rich, and beautiful. Despite her fiery temper, based on her face and family fortune alone, there were plenty of boys following her, one after another. Unfortunately, everyone at school knew that Ye Xiaoxiao only liked Yan Song, regardless of how many tis she confessed and got rejected. Although many laughed at her behind her back, their mockery never shook her determination.
However, Ye Xiaoxiao was a strange one. Even though her crush on Yan Song was well known, she never clung to him desperately. Once rejected after a confession, she wouldn’t throw a tantrum or show her temper but would simply smile slightly, turn her head, and walk away, then prepare for the next confession.
But she was only like this in front of Yan Song. Privately, if she found soone daring to be infatuated with her idol in front of her, she would slap them right across the face. Once, a girl secretly confessed to Yan Song and got rejected as expected, but Ye Xiaoxiao had soone beat the girl up afterwards, which deterred others from ntioning Yan Song in front of her from then on.
That’s when a tall and slender young man walked into the classroom. He had a handso face with delicate features, looking quiet and obedient, and sat down in the corner seat of the last row without looking at anyone, flipping out his book for the next class to preview.
He sat there silently, so unobtrusive he was almost invisible.
This was a new transfer student who had co to the school a few days earlier, nad Ning Zihuan. When Ye Xiaoxiao heard this na, she knew he was from the Ning Family.
Having observed him for a few days, she noticed he had never talked to anyone, always on his own, quiet as if he were invisible.
Aside from going to the bathroom and eating, all his ti was devoted to his books as if he were just a studious nerd.
No...
Ye Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes.
One day, a boy accidentally bumped into him and, thinking him an easy target, reversed the bla and scolded him fiercely. Ning Zihuan bowed his head and said nothing, looking like a pushover. Disinterested, the boy snorted and left.
At that mont, no one noticed the flash of malice at the bottom of the young man’s slightly drooped eyes.
She caught it inadvertently. The young man seed to sense it and looked her way, still with that innocent, naive appearance, but she saw a hidden malice and mockery in his eyes.
This was a very dangerous boy; his perfect disguise fooled everyone. He had the sharpest fangs and the most ruthless heart, lurking quietly in the dark corner, waiting to strike a deadly blow...
That very afternoon, the troublemaking boy was criticized throughout the school for stealing a classmate’s belongings.
The boy shouted his innocence, but no one listened to his explanations. The young man sat quietly in the corner, flipping through his textbook. Under the sunlight, he seed so peacefully and incredibly pure that many girls began to take notice of this overly low-key boy.
At that mont, a sudden fear arose in her heart; this young man was too terrifying...
Indeed, he was worthy of the Ning Family, truly Ning Zijin’s younger brother.
Thinking this, she stood up and walked towards the young man, taking the empty seat next to him.
The surrounding students, although unaware of why Ye Xiaoxiao would take the initiative to talk to this boy, shrewdly opted not to ask, but curiosity about this young man grew in their hearts.
Actually, he was quite handso too...
"Ning Zihuan?" she raised her eyebrows, noting his desk was clean and tidy, devoid of anything flashy, matching the clean impression he gave off.
The young man didn’t lift his head and spoke indifferently, "Is there sothing you need?"
Up close, she noticed his skin was very fair, looking even more delicate than hers. His eyelashes were curled up, reminding one of a doll...
Lost in her thoughts, she smiled and said, "Your elder sister is my sister-in-law, so that makes us relatives, doesn’t it? Can’t I just say hello if there’s nothing else?"
The young man’s long fingers flipped through the book pages, and his voice, upon close listening, was devoid of emotion: "Your family isn’t making her happy."
Ye Xiaoxiao’s face stiffened. For so reason, she always felt a bit anxious and short of breath around this boy. "What do you an by that? The Ye Family has never mistreated her. Is this what she told you?" Great, at ho, she’s commanding and in charge, but in front of others, she acts like a bullied wife. Ning Zijin is quite the hypocrite.
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