Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again! Chapter 830: Only the Little Ancestor Can Judge People Accur

"No need to intimidate, just let her speak for herself." Zuzi’s tone was light and lazy, with a wisp of a misty smile, as she looked at Bian Xiaohong, "Go on."

Bian Xiaohong imdiately felt as if a switch had been flipped in her mouth. She didn’t stutter at all and showed no timidity, blurting out:

"It’s not them, they are my benefactors, they helped drive away those who bullied , instructor, you misunderstood!"

"That’s right," Xi Rubao said casually, patting Bian Xiaohong, "If you’d said that earlier, there wouldn’t have been a problem."

Instructor Yan didn’t expect such an explanation from the person involved and was montarily skeptical: "Don’t be afraid of them, Bian classmate, tell the truth, I’ll stand up for you!"

Bian Xiaohong’s words were fast and firm: "Everything I said is the truth."

Since that was the case, Instructor Yan couldn’t insist any further, and after thinking for a mont, said: "Then I’ll walk you back to the dorm!" To prevent this petite girl from being bullied again.

Bian Xiaohong nodded timidly.

Before leaving, her expression was complex and unspeakable, as if she were grateful and polite, yet shocked and afraid, she kept bowing to Zuzi’s group: "Th-thank you!"

Xi Rubao waved her hand freely: "Oh, don’t ntion it! See you during training!"

Wu Qianman, on the other hand, remained silent, pursing her lips, lost in thought.

Xi Rubao found it a bit strange: "Qian Man, you were way more proactive than in playing hero just now, so why are you so quiet now? You’re being way too low-key with your good deeds, aren’t you?"

Wu Qianman said nothing and glanced at Zuzi.

Zuzi nodded with a smile, "Got it?"

"Got it." Wu Qianman replied sowhat wistfully.

Xi Rubao was even more puzzled, "Ah, it’s killing , what kind of cryptic talk are you and Qian Man having, big sister? I don’t understand at all!"

Zuzi gazed at the simple-minded Xi Rubao, her red lips curling slightly: "Xiao Man, enlighten the little fish."

Only then did Wu Qianman continue, "Bao Bao, do you rember what Zuzi said earlier—blessings and misfortunes co together, goodness and evil are just a thought away?"

"I rember that. But what’s that got to do with this? Why did you suddenly go cold on that Xiaohong girl?"

"Because she doesn’t deserve it."

"Huh?" Xi Rubao admitted feeling a bit slow.

Wu Qianman said softly, "Don’t you find it strange that when Instructor Yan first misunderstood us, she stamred for ages without saying a word? Would a normal person, like you, do that to people who helped them?"

"Well..." Xi Rubao blinked, "I thought she was just shy."

"She’s not shy. During the mobilization rally, she argued about the instructor’s looks with us, very straight-laced; under such hot sun, many wanted to pretend to faint, only she succeeded, which takes courage and skill."

Wu Qianman’s analysis suddenly broadened Xi Rubao’s perspective—

"Whoa, so that’s how it is. I really didn’t see that this girl is quite adept at being a ’white lotus’."

"Zuzi is great at reading people, I almost got fooled too. Especially with that frail-looking body that seems like it would topple in the wind, it really looks harmless, innocent, making you want to help her. Bao Bao, do you rember how thin I was, practically skin and bones? It must have been so thin that it would only make people disliking rather than wanting to protect, right?"

Xi Rubao coughed awkwardly: "Indeed... ahem, honestly, when you were too thin, Qianman, it wasn’t the kind of style that makes people want to feel compassionate, I repent, I deserve bla, I was so muddled back then, I really didn’t feel sorry to protect you, boo-hoo-hoo-hoo..."