Jiang Kechu couldn’t help but cry and laugh, "Got hurt in a fight and you expect to complint you on the light injury?"
This ti, Wan Chu’er moved her lips but said nothing. Still, her face showed resistance and she didn’t want the phone.
Having no choice, Jiang Kechu compromised and said, "Consider the phone a loan from , you can give it back after you buy your own."
Wan Chu’er thought for a mont, conceded slightly, and nodded in agreent, "Fine then."
"Get so rest early, I’m leaving. Call if you need anything," Jiang Kechu advised, although he was almost certain she wouldn’t take the initiative to call him.
After going downstairs, Jiang Kechu didn’t hurry to leave; instead, he made a phone call to the managent staff of the place.
Sitting in the car and waiting for half an hour, he soon got a callback.
After finishing the call, he thought for a while and dialed another number.
"Xiao Chen, help check on sothing."
...
And then he left the housing complex.
Speaking of which, An Zihao left in a ss earlier that day, his heart full of hatred. In his agitation, he didn’t want to go back to school so he went to the Royal Club they owned.
He had just sat down and taken a sip of whisky when soone ca over and sat down next to him.
"Get lost." Without even lifting his head, Li Gang uttered a word and then took another swig.
The person beside him didn’t leave but instead chuckled, "Oh, if it isn’t the rich Li from the first university. Got beaten up, did you? Who’s that blind to ss with a young master from the Royal Club? Got a death wish?"
Li Gang put down his glass, glanced over, and saw it was an old playmate, Zhang Chao, whose family was also in business, not much different from his own.
He poured himself another drink and gulped it down.
Zhang Chao laughed and teased, "My man, I’m guessing this is about a woman, right? Definitely not about academics; you’ve got that handled. You must be feeling proud."
Li Gang stayed silent.
Zhang Chao persisted, "Spill the beans; let give you so advice on the matter."
After another drink, the alcohol started to affect Li Gang. He laughed, glanced at Zhang Chao, and asked, "How many girlfriends have you had?"
Zhang Chao was stunned for a mont, "Who keeps track of that?"
Li Gang continued, slightly drunk, "Have you ever t a woman you wanted to spend your life with? The kind where you want to lay everything at her feet?"
"Nowadays, which woman isn’t just trying to please for money? Spend a lifeti? It’s hard enough to last a year." Zhang Chao snorted dismissively and said, but after a thought, his eyes widened, "Did you et soone like that?"
Li Gang gave a bitter smile, took another gulp of whisky as if talking to himself, "I laid my heart out in front of her, but she didn’t even take a glance, and even trampled it to pieces."
Hearing this, Zhang Chao got excited and asked, "How did she trample you? Co on, tell , I might have a good solution."
Li Gang chuckled, tinged with a hint of sarcasm, and pointing to his disheveled face, said:
"Look, this is what she did. She’d rather be soone’s mistress, be kept by others, than take a proper look at , and she hit so hard too."
Wow—Zhang Chao found it thrilling, these rich second generations hardly ever got such treatnt from won. He imdiately asked, "Is this girl a fairy or sothing? To have beaten you like this, it sounds aweso, she must be a feisty one."
"Heh, she’s pretty. The first ti I saw her, I dumped my then-girlfriend on the spot, wanting wholeheartedly to be good to her, heh." Thinking about Wan Chu’er’s attitude towards him, Li Gang drank another glass of alcohol, "Never mind, forget it."
Zhang Chao rolled his eyes and asked, "A decent woman?"
"My junior."
Zhang Chao kept pestering Li Gang, and soon extracted almost everything about Wan Chu’er from the drunken Li Gang.
Rubbing his hands together, Zhang Chao smiled and said, "To deal with this kind of woman, bro, I’ll teach you a trick that will make her bow down to you imdiately."
Li Gang didn’t believe him and snorted, "What?"
Zhang Chao pulled out a small packet from his pocket, containing so white powder, and put it in front of Li Gang, whispering:
"This stuff, make her inhale a little, and she’ll beco weak all over, at the rcy of anyone. You deal with her, and once ’uncooked rice gets cooked’, won of her temperant will imdiately change their attitude towards you. Who knows, she might even hurry you to give her a proper status."
...
The next day, Li Gang woke up groggy on the large bed at the Royal Club, feeling a splitting headache—a clear sign of a hangover.
Recalling the events of the previous day, he could only rember being beaten up by Wan Chu’er, then going to the Royal Club for drinks and running into Zhang Chao. Zhang Chao seed to have given him sothing, but he couldn’t quite rember.
He thought of Wan Chu’er, his face clouding over with irritation, unable to suppress his anger, thinking that he must do sothing about it.
On Monday, as soon as Wan Chu’er arrived at school, Mai Qiqi imdiately pulled her aside to ask: "Did you get into a fight with Li Gang?"
Wan Chu’er nodded. Had Li Gang spread the incident throughout the school?
"Li Gang showed up at school with a swelled head. When people asked, he said you hit him and claid you got angry and beat him up because he caught you being kept by soone. I heard this from An Zihao," Mai Qiqi explained hurriedly.
What?
Not manly at all! Wan Chu’er felt nothing but contempt.
No wonder she felt the strange looks from her classmates today. So that was the gossip going around.
"What exactly happened?" Mai Qiqi, seeing that Wan Chu’er was silent, urgently asked.
Wan Chu’er sighed and put it lightly: "I rejected him, he got angry and talked nonsense, I slapped him, and then we had a fight."
"Ah?" Mai Qiqi opened her mouth in surprise, "You slapped him first? You’re really sothing."
She started to worry for Wan Chu’er. This was Li Gang’s turf, and his family had so money. Conversely, Wan Chu’er ca from far away S Province to study in Beijing, having no solid foundation or background. If Li Gang wanted to make trouble for Wan Chu’er, it would be very easy.
After contemplating for a class period, Mai Qiqi suggested, "Do you want to ask An Zihao to diate between you and Li Gang and make peace?"
Wan Chu’er knew Mai Qiqi ant well and didn’t bla her, but simply replied, "No need."
Making peace with that kind of person was unthinkable to her!
Mai Qiqi didn’t insist, but she thought to herself to ask An Zihao to persuade Li Gang one-sidedly and advised Wan Chu’er, "Be careful from now on, call if anything happens."
Then she rembered that Wan Chu’er didn’t have a phone and said, "Do you want to buy a phone? If you’re short on cash and don’t mind, you can use the one I replaced."
"Thanks for your kindness, Qiqi, I’ll manage," Wan Chu’er declined Mai Qiqi’s offer, thinking that maybe she should really get a phone soti, and then return the one she borrowed from Jiang Kechu.
The rumors about Wan Chu’er circulated at school for a while, even Ma Tianjiao hinted about them several tis in her words.
Wan Chu’er kicked over Ma Tianjiao’s chair, scaring her into shrieking continuously, daring not to say anything more.
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