Plop.
Water kept sliding down Xia Xiyan’s petite face.
Her shirt was soaked.
anwhile, the girls outside the stall were laughing smugly.
Before she could figure out who splashed the water, the door slamd shut with a bang and was locked from the outside.
What the hell!
Xiyan hurried to the door, trying to pull it open, but it didn’t budge at all.
"Open the door for !" Xiyan shouted angrily.
From outside ca bursts of giggles.
"Weren’t you acting all high and mighty just now? If you’ve got the guts, co out yourself."
"Ugly freak, you better show us so respect!"
"Let warn you one more ti—stop chasing after the two most popular guys in school!"
With their threats delivered, the girls left triumphantly.
Li ngyao crossed her arms and glanced lazily in Xiyan’s direction. "Serves you right!"
Inside the stall.
Xiyan lowered her head, staring at her white shirt.
They had used a cup to splash water on her. It wasn’t much, but the front of her shirt was completely wet.
Even the outline of her undergarnts was visible.
Her face was damp too, with water droplets pooling at her chin and dripping down one by one.
Ha ha ha ha, wonderful.
Xiyan was so angry she laughed instead.
Those girls—I’ll rember them!
They only want to see humiliated, don’t they?
One day, I’ll make them the joke of the town!
Faintly, the sound of the school bell signaling the next class rang from outside.
The restroom was now completely empty.
What should I do? Who can I call for help?
An Ran isn’t around...
Then Ou Jue?
But at lunchti, I proudly told Ou Jue to stay away from ...
Calling him now would be a little awkward, ORZ.
Suddenly, the bathroom door was gently pushed open.
Soone had co in!
The person strode forward, removed whatever had been propped against the door from the outside, and unlocked the stall.
"Are you okay?"
It was... Luo Mingchuan?!
"Why is it you?" Xiyan was stunned; she hadn’t expected him at all.
Mingchuan didn’t look at her. Instead, he turned his back to her and handed her a jacket. "I overheard so girls from our class talking, and found out you’d been trapped here. Anyway, put this on for now."
He couldn’t bring himself to look directly at Xia Xiyan’s ugly, disfigured face. Just one glance was enough to make him want to vomit.
But for the sake of building goodwill with Xiyan, he had no choice but to act generously.
After all... he needed to win Xia Xiyan over so he could ruthlessly take revenge on that rich brat Ou Jue!
Xiyan frowned slightly, looked down at her soaked white shirt, and reluctantly took the jacket. "Thanks."
Otherwise, in her current state, there was no way she could step outside.
Mingchuan took a deep breath, then turned toward her with an intense expression. "If you really want to thank , how about going out on a date with this weekend? Sumr, I truly want to start over with you."
Xiyan shook her arms dismissively. "Stop right there—I’ll make it clear to you: there’s no chance between us. Thanks for the jacket, though. I’ll wash it and return it to you on Monday!"
With that, Xiyan darted off.
"Sumr!" Mingchuan took two steps forward but failed to catch up with her.
"That ugly freak keeps rejecting over and over again! Does she think I owe her sothing?" Mingchuan growled, glaring furiously at Xiyan’s retreating figure. "She’s nothing but a washed-up celebrity disfigured by a car accident—who does she think she is?!"
Just wait. He was determined to win Sumr over, exact his revenge on Ou Jue, and then cruelly toss this hideous woman aside!
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There were still two more classes before school ended, but Xiyan decided to take an early leave since her shirt was wet.
Who would’ve guessed that as soon as she got ho, Ou Jue’s call would co through?
Xiyan answered, "Hello?"
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