amaotonovel Chapter 201 Fake Gold: She's Spoiled and Overbearing 4
Chapter 201 Fake Gold: She's Spoiled and Overbearing 4
As soon as the teacher said get out of class was over, a splash of foam rose up with a "thud," and I was wide awake.
With her head held high and her body brimming with confidence, she left the classroom and her eyes, like radar, searched the school for the male and female protagonists. Finally, she spotted them on the playground, chatting and laughing, though she couldn't tell what they were talking about.
Without saying a word, she took long strides of 1.7 meters and ran up to the two of them, kicking Si Xiuzhe away with one kick.
The kung fu superstar touched his nose in his signature move, then turned to Wen Zihan and raised an eyebrow: "Little sister, am I handsome?"
Wen Zihan was stunned and speechless. What on earth was going on?
"What the hell? Are you sick? If you're sick, go get treatment. What are you doing here acting crazy?" Si Xiuzhe got up and started cursing. At this time, he was still young and impetuous, not the domineering CEO who would later become all the time.
Qingmo gave him a disdainful look, sizing him up from head to toe. "So you're the one who molested my sister? You filthy scoundrel, you deserve a beating."
Then she went up and started punching and kicking him again, leaving Si Xiuzhe powerless to fight back. As for what he was shouting, Qingmo didn't hear it clearly, but it didn't matter, it wasn't important.
I won't listen, I won't listen, a turtle is chanting scriptures.
Wen Zihan rushed over and pulled him away, saying, "Stop hitting him, stop hitting him, sister, he didn't do anything indecent to me, please stop, stop!"
Can Qingmo even listen? He kicked his own sister aside so as not to hinder his performance. By the time she got tired and stopped, Si Xiuzhe's handsome face would have turned into a pig's head.
"You...you are being unreasonable, teacher...I...I...want to go to the principal for...reasoning."
Si Xiuzhe clutched his wound and limped toward the principal's office. He had no choice but to run, fearing that Qingmo would catch up and beat him up again.
Wen Zihan was secretly pleased to see that Qingmo had hit someone and caused trouble, but her face was full of anxiety. "Sister, you've really messed up this time. You beat up a classmate for no reason on the first day of school. You'll be expelled."
Qingmo waved her hand dismissively, "Little sister, you're mistaken. I was standing up for you, how could it be considered hitting someone without cause?"
Wen Zihan was puzzled. Take the lead? Take the lead in what way? She and Si Xiuzhe were clearly having a pleasant conversation.
Not long after, Qingmo and Wen Zihan were called to the principal's office, where the dean of students and Si Xiuzhe were also present.
The principal, his face dark, reprimanded, "Wen Ziqing, why did you assault your classmate for no reason? School is a place for learning. You caused trouble on the very first day of school. Do you even respect the school?"
Qingmo crossed her arms and declared emphatically, "Principal, he molested my sister. This kind of scoundrel deserves to be taught a lesson."
Wen Zihan hurriedly explained that this was not the case.
The principal was furious, his beard bristling and eyes wide. "Your sister said it didn't happen, how can you lie like that? No matter what, hitting someone is wrong. If you can't give Si a satisfactory explanation, the school should consider whether you are suitable to stay here."
Qingmo snorted, "I did nothing wrong. My sister was just too embarrassed to say it. Just now in the classroom, I clearly saw this hooligan put his hand on my sister's chest. Not only did I see it, but everyone in the classroom saw it, including the teacher."
Everyone was stunned and turned to look at Si Xiuzhe. Si Xiuzhe's face flushed red, and he loudly protested, "You're lying! I didn't do anything like that!"
Qingmo sneered, "You dare say you didn't touch my sister? When you fell together, did your hands touch? Where were your hands?"
Si Xiuzhe then remembered the softness in his hand that moment, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak. Wen Zihan blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.
Qingmo continued, "Principal, look at their expressions. They say it all. If all else fails, check the classroom security footage. He's being a hooligan, so I'll beat him up. That's perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"
Wen Zihan then spoke up, "He didn't do it on purpose; we just accidentally fell."
Qingmo slapped her hard across the face: "You traitor! I stood up for you, and you sided with outsiders. Just wait till we get home, I'll teach you a lesson."
In the end, everyone was too ashamed to face the whole thing. Si Xiuzhe felt guilty and was also afraid that Wen Zihan would be scolded when she got home, so in the end, the matter was dropped.
If you were to ask what Si Xiuzhe liked about Wen Zihan—she had neither a great figure nor good looks—it would probably be that she was uniquely ugly among a group of beautiful swans.
Skinny as a stick, yet dressed all in white, exuding a blend of fragility and strength—this is the kind of woman domineering CEOs adore. Having seen countless opulent women, they have a unique fondness for wild lilies.
A young man's love is passionate and unrestrained, and Si Xiuzhe is no exception. Although he was beaten by Qingmo, his enthusiasm for Wen Zihan did not diminish at all.
"Zihan, want to go see a movie later? I heard it's a new and really good one. I've already bought the tickets."
"Um, then..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wen Zihan paused, her shy expression faltering, as Qingmo appeared before her, holding a ruler.
"Huh? What are you trying to do with my sister? Are you trying to seduce a young girl? Kid, you need a good beating."
Si Xiuzhe, with his nose in the air, turned his head away and ignored Qingmo. Wen Zihan was also annoyed, but could only smile on her face.
Every time she was alone with Si Xiuzhe, Qingmo would suddenly appear from somewhere. She wondered if he had planted a surveillance camera on her. He was like a persistent ghost.
Qingmo said: "It's nothing. College life is so boring, I have to find something to do. You have no idea what I'm capable of."
"Sister, Si only invited me to see a movie. Don't be so harsh with your words. I think I should have the right to make my own friends."
Qingmo nodded: "Yes, you have it, but I won't allow it, hehe, are you surprised? Are you not?"
"You..." Wen Zihan could only think these words in her heart, but dared not say them out loud. After all, this sister was really ruthless and could not distinguish between humans and animals.
"Speechless? Then come home with me, my dear sister. My dress is torn, can you sew it for me?" Qingmo said, pulling Wen Zihan to leave, but Si Xiuzhe stopped her.
"Wen Ziqing, don't go too far. I've tolerated you every time because you're Zihan's older sister. Don't think I'm afraid of you. What's it to you what we do?"
"Fine, I'm not an unreasonable person."
After letting go of Zihan's hand, Qingmo moved her hands and feet, her knuckles cracking as she pressed them together.
"You...you want to hit me again, don't you? Let me tell you, don't go too far. I recently learned a few moves in Taekwondo. Don't force me to hit a woman."
Qingmo chuckled, "Eek, little dog, I'm so scared."
Si Xiuzhe retreated step by step, swallowing hard. It's no wonder he was a coward; anyone would have a stress response if they got beaten up every two days.
"You...you stay away! I'm telling you, I won't be polite anymore, I really won't be polite."
With a "bang," he was knocked down. He was called a dog, but the dog was still not convinced. Trash, so he was given another round of humiliating iron punches.
In the end, only Si Xiuzhe was left lying on the ground, silently gazing at the sky.
He muttered, "Don't hit my face. I've told you so many times not to hit my face. Is she crazy? Why does she have to hit my face?"
"Ahhh, refund! Refund! The coach ruined my game! I can't beat him, I can't beat him at all!"