Feng Yijin finally realized that Sheng Tang was not soone she could ss with. At least not when Sheng Tang was direct and confrontational.
In the past, she would’ve charged straight at Sheng Tang for a fight.
"Stop arguing, don’t you know others need to sleep?" The class monitor shouted.
Other students chid in: "You did sothing wrong yourself and now you’re taking it out on others?"
Several students spoke up.
For the first ti, Feng Yijin seed to realize that she had angered everyone, feeling a strange sense of panic rising inside her.
She pushed past her classmates and ran out.
Things continued to escalate.
Three days later, Han Xiaozheng was relieved of his positions as vice-chairman of the student council and vice-president of the literature club; as for Feng Yijin, there were a few days of posts about her on the forum before the school removed them citing "suspected campus violence".
The matter slowly began to die down.
Han Xiaozheng was like an eggplant beaten by frost, feeling utterly dejected. One ti, he saw Sheng Tang in the cafeteria hallway, and his eyes burned with hatred.
That day, Jiang Baocu had sothing to do, the other classmates had left to see a teacher, so Sheng Tang was returning to the classroom alone.
They crossed paths, and Han Xiaozheng blocked her way: "Was it you?"
"What?"
"Those posts, those posters!" He gritted his teeth, spitting out each word with venom.
Sheng Tang smiled faintly: "How could I have such skills? Classmate, you give too much credit."
Han Xiaozheng’s face twisted slightly, as if he wanted to hit soone.
Sheng Tang looked at him, her eyes bright, her brows dark, with a chilling air between them: "Want to fight? Classmate, go ask your sister, I’ve practiced Sanda. Do you want to be beaten down by and lose even more face?"
Her presence carried a certain authority, and it montarily intimidated Han Xiaozheng.
A boy who had been walking with Han Xiaozheng ca over and pulled him: "Don’t stoop to her level. Let’s go, let’s go."
Han Xiaozheng reluctantly let himself be pulled away.
Soon, seven or eight classmates gathered around, with so even asking Sheng Tang what had happened.
Sheng Tang smiled but had no intention of explaining.
Just as she was about to walk forward, a pair of hands rested on her shoulders.
Sheng Tang was slightly surprised, turning to see Gu Shiting.
Gu Shiting’s hands were fair and slender, with slightly prominent knuckles.
A gasp was heard nearby.
Young Master Gu!
Young Master Gu actually put his hands on the shoulders of that chubby girl.
Unbelievable!
But then, sothing even more incredible happened: Gu Shiting took off his jacket and tied it around Sheng Tang’s waist.
Sheng Tang was startled by him as well.
"What’s going on?" She hurried to stop him. "Let do it myself."
Gu Shiting bent slightly to avoid her hands and tied his school jacket around her himself.
The crowd around them grew.
Many students pointed and whispered.
Sheng Tang really didn’t want to be the center of school gossip, as it brought no benefits and only trouble.
Her expression must have been sowhat unnatural.
After finishing, Gu Shiting turned and walked away without waiting for her.
However, the scene was still caught on cara.
Photos and videos were posted on the school’s forum.
Sheng Tang was at a loss.
She looked behind her and only then noticed a dark red stain on her pants.
Her period had co today, and she hadn’t noticed, staining her pants.
She felt helpless and facepald.
She didn’t know which was more embarrassing.
She hurried to the convenience store, bought a pack of sanitary pads, and went to the bathroom.
Feeling bad about dirtying Gu Shiting’s jacket, she took it off and held it in her hands.
She scrolled through the forum while in the bathroom and made a bold decision.
"I’ll let everyone see what happened." She decided to go with it, too lazy to hide anything.
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