Not only that, Yun Tiancheng personally drove Yun Shifei to school.
If it hadn’t been for the teacher stopping cars at the school gate at this ti, Yun Tiancheng might have insisted on driving Yun Shifei all the way to the foot of the teaching building to feel satisfied.
As soon as Yun Shifei got out of the car, the piercing cold wind lashed her face.
Only a third of her face was exposed, yet the wind still stung painfully. Finally, she understood why Yun Tiancheng had insisted she wear so many layers before heading out.
The weather really was bitterly cold today.
From the school gate to the classroom, it took several minutes of walking. Yun Shifei stuffed her hands into her pockets, bowed her head, and quickened her pace toward the classroom.
So cold, so cold—today was unbearably cold.
Thankfully, Yun Tiancheng had told her to wear an extra coat. Otherwise, if she’d only worn the thin school uniform, she would surely catch a cold by the end of the day.
When she got to the classroom, Cheng Lie had already arrived before her.
Yet he was only wearing a school uniform with a sweater underneath.
It seed like he only had three layers total.
Wearing so little?
Sitting through class later, he was definitely going to feel colder and colder.
Yun Shifei frowned slightly. She took the scarf off from her own neck and wrapped it around Cheng Lie’s neck: "Why are you wearing so little? Be careful not to catch a cold."
She felt as if she was worrying herself to death over Cheng Lie.
Cheng Lie raised his eyes to look at her, his dark pupils resembling obsidian, pitch black yet glimring faintly.
Yun Shifei’s scarf was red. This vivid color brought a touch of warmth to Cheng Lie’s originally pale complexion, making his face appear slightly flushed.
His already handso features now carried a bit more vibrancy, making him stand out even more.
He truly was a fresh and charming youth.
Unfortunately, Cheng Lie didn’t like such bright colors.
All his clothes were in blacks, whites, grays, or deep shades of blue and green—everything muted and subdued.
Just like his own personality.
After wrapping the scarf around Cheng Lie, Yun Shifei opened her book and began reading.
Not far off, Song Yang noticed this scene. He sneered inwardly, thinking: And yet Yun Shifei insists there’s nothing between her and Cheng Lie. What a liar.
Unable to stop himself, he walked up. "Ugly freak, I’m cold."
Yun Shifei was baffled: "What does your being cold have to do with ?"
"When this fool is cold, you give him your scarf. And when I say I’m cold, you don’t give one?"
"Is Cheng Lie the sa as you?"
Ha, she finally admitted Cheng Lie wasn’t just anybody to her.
"You treat him so well—are you two dating?"
"Song Yang, stop talking nonsense."
Song Yang was truly annoying. When he wasn’t speaking, it was bearable. But once he opened his mouth, it was always sothing infuriating.
Even though she could counter his remarks each ti, being constantly targeted by him was exhausting.
"If you’re not dating him, why are you so good to him? You’re just neighbors, aren’t you?"
"We’re good friends!" Yun Shifei snapped angrily. "Stop making things up."
When Yun Shifei was upset, her almond-shaped eyes rounded indignantly, and she bit her lip, looking like a puffed-up, furious little kitten.
Song Yang couldn’t help but feel a mischievous urge to tease her further.
He liked seeing Yun Shifei angry—it was particularly amusing.
"Just tell the truth already. Don’t worry; I swear I won’t tell the teachers," Song Yang said as he casually perched on Yun Shifei’s desk, leaning in as if they were sharing a secret.
Yun Shifei froze montarily as Song Yang leaned closer.
A flicker of hostility glead in Cheng Lie’s eyes. He dropped the book in his hand to the ground.
Yun Shifei ca to her senses and bent down to pick up his book.
At the sa ti, Cheng Lie’s voice rang out: "None of your business."
The icy coldness of his words shocked Yun Shifei.
Over ti, Yun Shifei had grown used to Cheng Lie occasionally responding to her.
But this was the first ti Cheng Lie had said sothing to soone else—and that soone was Song Yang.
Song Yang was stunned as well.
After two seconds, he finally reacted: "So you’re not a fool after all; you can understand what I’m saying."
His lips curled into a wicked grin. He reached out to give Cheng Lie a pat.
But Yun Shifei smacked his hand away.
Song Yang imdiately glared: "Ugly freak, don’t think I won’t hit a girl!"
What was Yun Shifei’s deal, constantly undermining him?
"Song Yang, you’re so annoying. Go study properly. If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll tell the teachers," Yun Shifei said boldly.
She had suddenly realized that Song Yang wasn’t only harassing her; he was troubling Cheng Lie as well.
If it were just her, she might have tolerated it, hoping to keep the peace.
But Cheng Lie had to deal with this, too?
Cheng Lie already had enough misfortune in his life—she couldn’t stand to see him bullied by Song Yang.
So, she couldn’t hold back anymore. If confronting Song Yang was the price, so be it.
"Afraid of teachers? ?" Song Yang sneered, his temper flaring.
"No, but are you afraid of your parents?"
To truly hit soone where it hurts, you had to find their weak spot.
Sure enough, Song Yang fell silent this ti. After a long mont, he pointed a finger at Yun Shifei: "You’re ruthless!"
He turned and went back to his seat. Once there, he viciously kicked his desk, clearly venting his frustration.
This led to him glaring at Yun Shifei constantly during class that day.
That brat Yun Shifei really didn’t know her place. Just because she had blossod into soone pretty, did she think she could act so arrogant?
First, she had been so hard on Sisi. And now, she was bold enough to threaten him directly.
Song Yang decided there was no way he could let her get away with it. She had to learn her lesson—one she wouldn’t forget.
Of course, he couldn’t act directly. It’d be better to get soone else involved.
Ultimately, Song Yang recruited a girl who, like him, was a troublemaker.
This girl’s family had so money and had pushed her into Xinhua Middle School.
She and Song Yang were neighbors and often hung out with shady types near the school.
"Wait till Yun Shifei heads for the restroom—give her a taste of punishnt. You could lock her in the bathroom or sothing so she misses class and gets called out by the teacher," Song Yang suggested.
He’d already planned the consequences Yun Shifei would face.
"That’s it? Brother Yang, isn’t that a bit boring? Just one class?" Su Ni asked excitedly, eager for mischief.
She had done plenty of these kinds of things back in elentary and middle school.
"Leave it at that. If we go too far, we might suffer retaliation," Song Yang said.
Su Ni nodded, indicating she understood.
The next afternoon, when Yun Shifei went to the restroom, Su Ni and her friends followed her in. After Yun Shifei entered the stall, they locked the door from the outside.
They also kicked all the other girls out of the restroom.
Initially, Su Ni planned to leave as well.
But when she walked past the sink and saw a bucket of water sitting nearby, she felt that locking the stall wasn’t enough.
So, she grabbed the bucket and dumped the water from above, drenching Yun Shifei completely.
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