Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

After Hizkia finished speaking, he bumped Anderson’s arm, and Anderson continued.

“Yeah, it’s like they’re bullying us poor kids.”

A few other students who usually had a good relationship with Timmy and his siblings spoke up for them.

“The Lewis Technology Building was designed by Timmy’s mom, you know.

I’ve seen it from the car; it’s a cool-looking building.”

Another one said, “Anderson, don’t say that about Timmy, Timothy, and Tifanny Dunn. Their family is indeed wealthy, but they’ve never put on airs.”

Another chimed in, “Yeah, I think they treat us the same. In class, labor lessons, and even military training, they never asked for special treatment. How are they bullying us?”

The last one also agreed, “Anyways, I’ve never been bullied by them. On the contrary, they often help me when I don’t understand something!”

Hizkia and Anderson had lost face last semester because their moms picked a fight with Timmy and his siblings’ mom.

During the holiday, they had heard their own moms constantly badmouthing Richelle and her children.

Hearing this often, they developed a strong prejudice and even resentment towards Timmy and his siblings.

They felt that not only had their own moms lost face, but they also couldn’t hold their heads up high in front of their classmates because of that humiliating defeat.

So, when the new semester was about to start, their moms took them to meet and discuss how they would get revenge on Timmy and his siblings.

However, their first plan to smear them failed.

The fire they wanted to ignite with the teacher’s topic couldn’t even catch a spark and was soon extinguished by the students who had likely been bribed by the siblings.

So, they began to carry out their second plan.

“Anderson, the teacher just asked Tifanny to play at the high school department’s opening ceremony this afternoon. She said she’d practice for an hour first.”

Anderson was actually quite smart. “Hmm, are you planning to take advantage of her practicing and scare her?”

Hizkia and Anderson whispered and schemed together.

During the fourth period of self-study, Timmy and Timothy were called by the teacher to plan the upcoming class activities.

Tifanny was taken to the piano room for practice by the music teacher.

“Tifanny, the teacher has to go teach another class. Can you practice by yourself and go back to the classroom after you’re done?”

Tifanny wasn’t new to this piano room and it was close to the classroom, so she nodded readily.

“Teacher, just go teach your class. I can practice by myself here.”

Also, her brothers had told her they would come to accompany her after their meeting with the teacher.

The piano was situated by the window, which faced the hallway.

The piece she needed to perform was already in her mind.

As Tifanny practiced intently, her gaze drifted outside the window.

The hallway was empty during class time.

But suddenly, a face with long, disheveled hair, a long tongue, and covered in blood quickly flashed past the window from one side and then floated back from the other side.

Tifanny was initially startled, but she quickly calmed down.

Dad and Mom always said there were no ghosts in the world.

If there were, it would only be the ghost in one’s own heart.

But Tifanny firmly believed she had nothing to hide, so how could there be a ghost?

Therefore, this “ghost” must be someone playing a prank on her.

But she had seen many ghosts like this at the Halloween parties in South Asia.

Tifanny calmed down but still pretended to be terrified.

Because if she was too calm, the “ghost” wouldn’t achieve its purpose, and it might do something she couldn’t resist.

Little did Tifanny know, the bodyguards her parents arranged for her were just outside.

However, the bodyguard also wanted to see what this “ghost” was up to before taking any action.

Tifanny pretended to be scared, deliberately hit a few wrong notes, and when the ghost moved to the other side, she took out the self-defense device her parents had given her, leaving her chair and feigning panic as she suddenly rushed towards the hallway.

Just in time, she ran head-on into the ghost that was floating towards her.

Tifanny screamed and the ghost couldn’t stop in time, so they were about to collide.

As the ghost was about to hit her, Tifanny screamed louder, holding the self-defense device and reaching towards the “ghost’s” thigh.

Suddenly, it was the “ghost” who started wailing.

The teachers in the nearby office heard the screams and rushed out.

Quickly, a teacher ran up and held Tifanny, while the “ghost” was also caught by another teacher.

Because the self-defense device Tifanny held was a small electric baton..

Although low-powered, the momentary shock was enough to make the “ghost” fall flat on the floor!