Liang Xiaohan had actually been dealing with Hao Jian for quite a while now; how could she not know what kind of person he was. If she didn’t have hard evidence, Hao Jian would definitely die rather than admit to anything he’d done. So now, seeing him like this, she knew for sure it had to be that thing, and if she didn’t have proof in hand, there was no way Hao Jian would cough up even half a word of the truth.
But she didn’t have any evidence right now. Knowing that if she kept arguing like this, Hao Jian absolutely wouldn’t say a word, she could only glare at him furiously.
Hao Jian, being stared down by Liang Xiaohan like that, when he saw how she looked totally helpless against him, a faint smugness quietly climbed onto his face, though he quickly reined it in. Then he said, "Well? You believe now, right?"
Liang Xiaohan rolled her eyes at him, and just when Hao Jian thought she’d let him off, she suddenly turned around, pulled a slip of paper off the coffee table, and tossed it at him. "To prevent a repeat offense, we’ll sign and stamp this and lay down three rules. Otherwise I’m definitely going to get to the bottom of this."
Hao Jian froze, not expecting Liang Xiaohan to actually be playing for real this ti. His gaze slid to the slip of paper in her hand. On it was written: One, you must be ho before eleven at the latest; two, you must not drink outside or talk with other won; three, you must not make any female friends. Above terms, if you violate any one of them, Hao Jian must admit his mistake of his own accord and is forbidden to sleep at night, and must kneel on a washboard all night as punishnt.
Hao Jian stared and his eyes went wide. What the hell is this even? How is this "three rules," this was clearly putting shackles on his personal freedom. Fine, the "ho before eleven" bit he could live with, and the "no drinking" part was whatever, but "no female friends at all" — what the hell was that?
There are only n and won in this world; if he couldn’t have any female friends at all, wouldn’t life be incredibly dull and boring? What fun would there be in life then? Every day he’d just have a bunch of dudes circling around him. And he did know a few girls at school, like Zhang Danlin and He Qiqi. According to what Liang Xiaohan had written here, wouldn’t that an he couldn’t even talk to them anymore?
"No. I’m not agreeing to this. What kind of ’three rules’ is this, this is straight-up interfering with my personal freedom!" Hao Jian protested strongly after reading it.
Seeing his reaction, Liang Xiaohan imdiately said discontentedly, "Protest? Protest invalid! You think protesting does anything? All you can do is obey and sign this agreent. Otherwise I have plenty of ways to make you suffer."
This was the first ti Hao Jian had ever been threatened like this by soone, so he said, "Why should I? You have no right to control !"
Liang Xiaohan just gave a cold laugh, took out her phone, and said, "No right? Well my cousin definitely has the right, doesn’t she? I’m acting under her orders, to manage you, you scheming, dirty-minded man. Hurry up and sign, and follow it properly. Otherwise when my cousin cos over, just watch how I complain about you to her!"
When Liang Xiaohan said this, her aura was full-on. When she prepared all this, it was like it had never even crossed her mind that Hao Jian would dare disobey, so she was overflowing with confidence, not doubting for a second that Hao Jian would sign this agreent.
Sure enough, when Hao Jian heard her bring up Liang Yuwei, his attitude changed on the spot. A minute ago he’d still been all "I’d rather die than surrender," and suddenly his tone flipped. "Fine, I’ll sign, okay? I’ll sign."
He imdiately snatched the paper from Liang Xiaohan’s hand, and she’d been ready for that, instantly handing him a pen. So Hao Jian signed his na on this totally unfair "three rules" agreent and pressed his fingerprint on it.
Holding the agreent with Hao Jian’s signature and handprint on it, Liang Xiaohan’s face was full of smiles. She carefully tucked the agreent away, then looked at Hao Jian with a wicked grin. "Since you’ve already signed and sealed it, you’d better stick to everything in the agreent. Otherwise you’ll be kneeling on the washboard all night."
Hao Jian just rolled his eyes at her and ignored her.
Then, Liang Xiaohan suddenly turned and walked over to the door, dragging out a washboard. "Here! We didn’t even have this thing at ho originally, but since I’ve decided to make you kneel, of course I ca prepared and bought one. In future, if you ss up, you’ll be kneeling on this washboard all night reflecting on yourself."
As she spoke, she kept casting a few mischievous looks at Hao Jian, like she could already see him kneeling on the washboard in her mind. And when Hao Jian saw that she’d even prepared the washboard in advance, he was stunned all over again. People say the most vicious thing in the world is a woman’s heart — turns out that couldn’t be more accurate.
This whole thing was clearly sothing Liang Xiaohan had planned out long ago. The so-called "three rules" and signing and stamping — and now even the washboard already bought and ready. If this wasn’t preditated, what was it? She’d obviously dug a pit and was just waiting for him to jump in. This was the first ti he’d ever taken a fall in a woman’s hands, and it had to be a girl like Liang Xiaohan who got him.
He was more than a little annoyed, snorted coldly, and went straight to wash up. After that, he basically ignored Liang Xiaohan. Even though she kept chattering nonstop in his ear, totally showing off, he didn’t pay her the slightest attention.
After that, the two of them slowly headed to school and started the day’s classes. Normally Liang Xiaohan didn’t talk much in class, but for so reason she was extra chatty today, and especially show-offy, like she was deliberately putting on a performance for Hao Jian. The more she saw him looking unhappy, the happier she got.
Hao Jian looked all rebellious and sulky, mocking her in his heart. Hah, won!
During morning reading, Li Weiwei ca to the classroom once. When he saw her walk in, she’d already changed out of yesterday’s outfit and into a new set of clothes. But it still inevitably reminded Hao Jian of last night. The mont he thought of last night, his mind started drifting.
But Li Weiwei just gave him a aningful look and actually didn’t co over to give him trouble. He originally thought maybe Li Weiwei didn’t know what had happened later last night, and maybe figured he’d left without saying anything because sothing ca up and he just went.
But gradually, he started to realize he had gotten it all wrong.
The reason Li Weiwei hadn’t called him out earlier was because dragging him out for a talk first thing in the morning would definitely set off a wave of gossip from the students, wondering what Hao Jian had done this ti. So, mindful of that, even though she was clearly in a bad mood when she saw him this morning, she still held it in.
Then, the fourth period was supposed to be history, but once class started, the history class rep said the teacher had sothing to do this period and wouldn’t be coming, and told everyone to study on their own. Not long after, He Qiqi suddenly got called out, and when she ca back she walked straight over to Hao Jian’s desk and told him the horoom teacher wanted to see him. So he went out.
He’d originally thought Li Weiwei wasn’t going to co for him anymore, but he didn’t expect that in the end she still did. And to avoid suspicion, she’d even deliberately called He Qiqi out first, then had her co back to call him. He suddenly felt like this was not going to be simple.
He walked out, and as he stepped outside, Fatty and Hu Lai gave him a few aningful looks, wondering what he’d done this ti to get called out by Li Weiwei again. But Li Weiwei calling him out was already pretty much an everyday thing, so no one thought too much about it.
Only Liang Xiaohan, when Hao Jian walked out, watched him with a aningful look and her mind started spinning in a totally different direction.
Once Hao Jian went out, Li Weiwei was standing in the corridor with her arms crossed, waiting for him. This Li Weiwei was different from last night’s Li Weiwei. Right now she was radiating a powerful aura.
Hao Jian saw her and already had a bad feeling, then slowly walked over.
"Co with ." Li Weiwei’s tone was icy.
"Oh." Hao Jian answered and followed behind her, walking slowly.
He’d thought she would take him to the office to interrogate him. That way there would be other teachers around, and there were so things Li Weiwei wouldn’t dare say out loud. But he’d guessed wrong. Li Weiwei wasn’t taking him to the office at all — she took him straight out of the teaching building.
Right then he knew this wasn’t good, because this path led to Li Weiwei’s teacher’s dorm room. What kind of thing couldn’t be said in the office, that she had to pick a private, empty place to talk? A bad premonition hit him. He had a feeling Li Weiwei was definitely looking for him about last night.
Could it be that what happened afterward had been exposed? That Li Weiwei had sohow found out he’d only left after peeking at her naked body? He thought about it, but then felt it was impossible. He’d left so suddenly, how could Li Weiwei possibly think in that direction? At most she’d think he had sothing urgent and just left first, no way would she think of that.
But then, following Li Weiwei’s pace step by step, as he kept replaying everything from last night in his head, by the ti they reached the door of her dorm, his brows suddenly knit together.
"This is bad."
A jolt went through his heart. He suddenly rembered that when he’d accidentally caught that first glimpse of Li Weiwei’s naked body last night, he’d had a massive nosebleed. He’d wiped it with tissues and then just tossed the whole bunch straight into the trash can.
Which ant, because he’d left in such a hurry last night, he’d completely forgotten about that. And when Li Weiwei ca out later, she might have seen them.
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