Translator: Yunyi
“Pfff…”
Han Jun burst into laughter as he pointed around, “Puhlease, look around.”
“I will!” the boy mumbled. “What’s the big deal? I… F*ck!”
The boy opened his eyes wide and looked at the students from Class 3-3. They all had strange smiles on their faces and they were surrounding them.
“Schoolmate, do you want to fight?”
Shen Xun approached the boy with a smile and wrapped his arm around his shoulder. “Trust me, it’s better to be hit by us than to be hit by Song Yaoyao. If we hit you, you will, at most, go to the hospital. But if she hits you, you may be dragged straight to the funeral parlor…”
“Y-you…”
The boy was almost scared to death by Shen Xun, and he lost all his power.
When did Song Yaoyao become so prestigious in her class? Her entire class was trying to protect her?
Huo Ningxi furrowed his brows without feeling any fear. “Song Yaoyao, did you establish a bandit den here?”
The third class had always been rebellious and a mess. Normally, no one cared about them, and they often skipped classes. But now that Song Yaoyao was here, the brat actually managed to put the mess back into order.
Song Yaoyao shrugged and pointed outside.
“I admit that I hit her, but as I said earlier, she was the one who tried to hit me first. Based on the fact that you will be calling me auntie in the future, I will let you off.”
She lifted her chin with a grin. “Throw him out. As for everyone else… Do what you want to them.”
“Hey! Who’s calling you auntie?” Huo Ningxi never expected that Song Yaoyao would be so shameless; she actually said such words in front of everyone.
But before he finished speaking, his hands and feet were restrained, and he was carried out into the crowd.
Song Jingwan and the others approached, and they were met with this scene.
The corridor was a mess and she couldn’t find her own people.
“This…” Song Jingwan’s heart tightened. “What’s happening? Ningxi?!”
She was shocked as she quickly ran over and held onto Huo Ningxi. “What happened?”
Huo Ningxi dusted himself and looked into Song Jingwan’s eyes. “Jingwan, Song Yaoyao said you tried to hit her first,” he said with a lowered voice.
“I…”
Song Jingwan’s eyes darted and she quickly brushed him off nervously. “How’s that possible? She’s my sister. Why would I try to hit her? Ningxi, don’t you believe me?”
As he looked at her misty eyes, Huo Ningxi laughed.
“Yes, I believe you.”
However, he suddenly realized that the girl he thought he understood was nothing like he expected.
“What are you guys planning to do?”
The people around them were fierce and clearly looked like they were about to start a fight. Who knew they’d encounter such a scene! Had the third class been brainwashed by Song Yaoyao? What was so good about her?
“The situation speaks for itself…” Tang Xinrou spread her palms.
“The answer is obvious,” Han Jun added.
Shen Xun bit his lollipop and mumbled unclearly, “Get ’em.”
As soon as his command fell, numerous hands reached toward them. But their hits weren’t hard.
Instead…
“What the f*ck?! Who took off my pants?!”
“My shoes!”
“F*ck!! You b*stards! Give me back my underwear!”
Something white passed through the crowd. Song Yaoyao let out an “eek!” and quickly covered her eyes.
What an eyesore! These boys couldn’t compare to even a strand of her Gege’s hair!