Xie Li was sold to a small mountain village as a child and was finally brought back to the wealthy Xie family after fifteen years.
A little country bumpkin flew into a wealthy family overnigh...
Seeing that Xie Li moved, he quickly stepped forward and maliciously blocked Xie Li's path.
"Don't run away, Ah Si..."
Xie Li suddenly grabbed Qu Wenbin by the collar and rudely interrupted him: "He's sick, and so are you? If you're sick, go get treatment, don't block my way!"
Qu Wenbin was completely stunned; his glasses slipped off his nose without him even bothering to push them back up.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. What kind of development was this?
Judging from what Pei Si and the others were saying, Xie Li clearly had a crush on Pei Si, which was why he kept hanging around in front of them. Unfortunately, Pei Si didn't reciprocate and ruthlessly scolded him.
Qu Wenbin has always been like a strategist for Pei Si's group. Many girls who want to pursue Pei Si go to great lengths to please Qu Wenbin.
Why is Xie Li acting like this? Instead of feeling ashamed or embarrassed, he's ready to fight Qu Wenbin!
"Are you fucking looking for death—" Pei Si couldn't stand by and watch his good brother be bullied, and after recovering, his face was full of anger.
Xie Li regretted her actions as soon as she made them; she shouldn't have been so impulsive.
He tossed the man aside, scoffed under his breath, and then pushed aside Pei Si's tall frame, saying, "A good dog doesn't block the way."
Pei Si didn't know what was going on. He was furious and didn't intend to give way to Xie Li, but Xie Li's jerk made him stumble.
They could only watch helplessly as Xie Li swaggered away.
On the other side, Qu Wenbin's face turned pale and then red, recalling Xie Li's low "weakling" just now.
This is an utter disgrace!
He put his glasses back on and calmly glanced at the onlookers around him.
He smiled and said to Pei Si, "Si, forget it. A good man doesn't argue with a woman."
She could only barely salvage a little self-esteem with those words, but she was still shaken. Did Xie Li used to raise pigs in the countryside? How could he have such a strong grip?
Pei Si was still thinking about how Xie Li and his group had made him lose face.
He scoffed, "I won't let this go so easily!"
He could never want a woman like that. He'll make her give up on him sooner or later. She shouldn't dare to be so presumptuous in front of him just because of the marriage agreement!
——
Xie Li's mood was not affected in the slightest.
As soon as he returned to the classroom, he was stopped by Su Ying and her little follower.
Su Ying: "You hit Pei Si?"
Xie Li: "???"
Rumors spread this fast? And—"I didn't hit anyone!"
Xie Li quickly clarified that she had a very good memory and that the school rules clearly stated that fighting would result in expulsion.
Although she almost lost control, it was ultimately a friendly exchange, and both sides reached an agreement.
It has absolutely nothing to do with fighting, and this point needs to be emphasized.
After the group figured out what had happened, the lackey couldn't help but give Xie Li a thumbs up, "You're amazing! You went up against Zhang Siyuan and her group yesterday, and today you crushed Pei Si in a flash!"
If this were in the past, he would probably be sweating bullets for Xie Li.
She offended all the male and female school bullies who were the most untouchable in the second year of high school.
"However, I love watching these kinds of comeback stories," the henchman remarked smugly, legs crossed.
Su Ying slapped him across the face, "Stop being such a chuunibyou!"
While they were playfully bickering on one side, the other side remained unusually quiet.
Jiang Yifan gripped the pen so tightly it almost pierced the notebook.
“Tomboy, ugly hag!” he muttered under his breath.
But then she inexplicably drifted off into a daze, remembering what Xie Li looked like when he wore the wig...
In just a moment, his eyes turned cold. No matter how good-looking a wig looks, it's still fake!
Just then, Ming Xiaoxiao returned from the restroom and asked softly, "What's wrong?"