酷米客公交

“You’re talking about Miss Nan Yan…” Wu Yue unconsciously spoke. As the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized the implications and his nerves tensed immediately.

Oh my goodness!

He had actually fallen into this woman’s trap!

She deliberately wanted to get him to spill the beans, pulling him this way and that, distracting him enough to blurt out Nan Yan’s name…

But now that he had already said it, he couldn’t take it back even if he wanted to.

His brain raced, and he decided to advance by retreating, asking directly, “Miss

Luo Ling, why would you suddenly take an interest in a high school student?”

“It’s nothing. I just think that girl is pretty.”

Luo Ling casually remarked and then disregarded Wu Yue’s intentions.

With her head slightly lowered, she messaged her subordinates, a sinister glint in her eyes.

[Look into a girl named Nan Yan, around eighteen or nineteen years old, said to be quite attractive.]

A quick reply came from her subordinates: [Understood, Miss.]

Clutching her phone, Luo Ling’s heart brimmed with cold determination.

Whoever dared to snatch her man would not have a good ending!

To prepare for the upcoming e-sports competition, Nan Yan was taking about a week off.

After leaving the hotel, she hailed a taxi and headed straight for Zhide High School.

“Lu Rongrong, you’ve really lost it. Following behind a bumpkin from the countryside day in and day out, even buying her snacks and food. Have you lost your mind?”

“I heard you used to dislike her. She even beat you a few times before. How come you’ve become her little lackey now?”

“You guys from Class 4 really call a bumpkin ‘boss’? Don’t you feel embarrassed?”

Several girls from Class 1 were surrounding Lu Rongrong, mocking and taunting her.

Although now, due to Nan Yan’s impressive performance, Class 4 had acknowledged her, there were still many people who didn’t like Nan Yan. Especially her arrogant behavior, it fueled hatred, making people see her as fake and insincere, not a good person.

Lu Rongrong’s irritation flared. “What I do for whom is none of your business. That’s my freedom. Now move aside!”

She used to look down on Nan Yan, fueled by An Muyao’s brainwashing that painted Nan Yan in an unfavorable light, causing her to despise her. And she had been foolish enough to be used as a tool by An Muyao, causing trouble for Nan Yan at every turn.

But now, she recognized her mistakes and wanted to genuinely make amends.

None of this had anything to do with those girls.

“Well, well, you’ve got quite the temper,” Jiang Wenqian, who had her hair tied in a high ponytail, playfully pushed Lu Rongrong. “Is this road your family’s? Why should we move for you?”

Lu Rongrong’s eyes reddened, fists clenched, teeth grinding. “Jiang Wenqian, don’t push it!”

“A mere Lu family, you think I’d be afraid of you?”

Jiang Wenqian sneered, “You can’t even stand up to a countryside girl, yet you dare challenge me? You’re asking for trouble!”

Jiang Wenqian raised her hand, about to slap Lu Rongrong in the face.

Lu Rongrong tried to dodge, but the two girls who had come with Jiang Wenqian stood on either side of her, leaving her with no escape.

She could only cover her face and stand there, waiting to be hit.

Just as Jiang Wenqian’s hand was about to land on Lu Rongrong’s head, something suddenly struck her hand, and she screamed in sharp pain, clutching her hand, her body curling up.

“Wenqian, what’s wrong?”

“My hand… Ah ah ah… my hand hurts so much…”

Jiang Wenqian’s tears flowed from the pain. Her right hand wrist was already swollen.

“Who hit me?” Jiang Wenqian gritted her teeth and screamed, “Who did it?”

Lu Rongrong thought she was going to be slapped today, but instead of the expected slap, she heard Jiang Wenqian’s screams.

She let her hand drop and looked around, spotting Nan Yan approaching them with deliberate steps.

Nan Yan had helped her!

“Are you alright?”

Nan Yan walked up to her, asking calmly.

Lu Rongrong stared at her blankly, understanding her question. She quickly shook her head. “I’m fine.’

“It was you?” Jiang Wenqian wiped her tears, glaring at Nan Yan. “Who gave you the right to hit someone?”

Nan Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, “Just based on the fact that I find you annoying.”

“You dared to lay hands on my friend. Classmate, you’re quite arrogant, aren’t you?”

Nan Yan hadn’t intended to meddle.

But as they say, “Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”

Recently, Lu Rongrong had been giving her food, showing a change in attitude. She couldn’t just stand there while others bullied her in front of her. “Fine… You think you’re tough, huh? Just wait and see!”

Jiang Wenqian didn’t have the courage to confront Nan Yan physically.

After all, Nan Yan’s heroic actions were well-known and discussed on the school’s online forums. She had a reputation as a violent and fearless girl.

She didn’t want to provoke more trouble for herself.

Jiang Wenqian signaled the two girls beside her, ready to leave.

“Hold on,” Nan Yan’s cold voice commanded, making them stop in their tracks.

“Apologize to her.”

Jiang Wenqian, restraining her anger, retorted, “Nan Yan, you’re going too far!”

“If you don’t apologize, I have even more audacious actions in store. Do you believe that?”

Nan Yan casually pinched her own wrist, her tone soft and tranquil. Though her words sounded mundane, they were laced with a potent undertone of pressure and intense threat.

“Nan Yan… Forget it…” Lu Rongrong timidly tugged at Nan Yan’s clothes, not wanting to escalate the situation.

After all, compared to the Jiang family, the Lu family was still a bit lower on the social ladder.

She didn’t want to provoke Jiang Wenqian.

Nan Yan looked at her for a moment and let out a cold snort, “Fine, you’re the one involved, and you say it’s okay, then it’s okay.”

She had acted with good intentions, but it turned out differently.

Casually, she retrieved her clothes from Lu Rongrong’s grasp, her gaze icy as she stared at Jiang Wenqian.

“Classmate, if you have an issue with me, just come directly to me next time. Picking on others to cause trouble, is that some kind of accomplishment?”

“I’ll be waiting.”

With those words, Nan Yan walked past them without any obstruction from Jiang Wenqian’s group.

Lu Rongrong felt like a piece of her world had just turned empty, an inexplicable sadness settling in her heart.

Did she say something wrong?

Nan Yan’s voice came faintly from ahead “Aren’t you leaving? Planning to skip class?”

However, Nan Yan didn’t turn around.

Yet, Lu Rongrong understood that Nan Yan’s words were directed at her.

“Let’s go!”

After glancing at Jiang Wenqian, she quickly followed.

Clutching her throbbing hand, Jiang Wenqian glared at the departing figures.

The other two girls looked at Jiang Wenqian’s terrifying expression and suddenly felt a bit scared.

Seeing her wrist growing increasingly swollen, they cautiously suggested, “Wenqian, your hand doesn’t look too good. Shouldn’t we go to the hospital?”

“Fine.” Jiang Wenqian withdrew her gaze, planning to deal with them later.

At a fork in the road, Nan Yan headed directly towards the office.

Seeing this, Lu Rongrong quickly asked, “Nan Yan, aren’t you going to the classroom?”