Ruan Qing'an paused, turning her head to look at Li Ming, whose face was so vicious it was almost distorted, and whose tone was filled with an arrogant sense of accomplishment.

Seeing that Ruan Qing'an remained silent, Li Ming raised his head even more arrogantly: "How about it? Why don't you think about it carefully?"

"The Chairman is truly remarkable."

Ruan Qing'an's deliberately drawn-out voice was cold and sarcastic, but Li Ming seemed to have caught her red-handed: "Heh, Ruan Qing'an, stop talking nonsense, you'd better think it through."

"If you don't care about your diploma, then you should think about what to do with Song Xijun. He's probably counting on the TIP's internal preliminary selection, even though it's organized by the Education Department—"

Li Ming changed the subject: "Even if Song Xijun participates, I have a way to get him removed. Ruan Qing'an, do you really think I have no way to get him out of it?"

"...Heh, interesting. So what do you want to do?"

Ruan Qing'an's leaden eyes were devoid of any smile; he simply crossed his arms and coldly stared at Li Ming, as if scrutinizing something.

Li Ming glanced at Ruan Qing'an again and said, "It's very simple. If it weren't for you and Song Xijun, I would have you kneeling in front of me and begging for my life!"

"Didn't you say I was bullying everyone at F University? Fine, then I'll show you what bullying really means. You really think those little tricks can make me afraid of you?"

“Ruan Qingan, that will only make you feel worse at school.”

Li Ming, his voice hoarse, leaned close to Ruan Qing'an's ear and spoke, watching as her eyes lowered and her attention was diverted—

Behind Nguyen Thanh An, the thugs raised their sticks high!

Alarm bells rang in her mind. Just as Ruan Qing'an instinctively tried to turn around, Li Ming had already grabbed her and pressed her shoulders down tightly. All she could see in her peripheral vision was the approaching stick.

The next moment, it struck Ruan Qing'an hard on the back of the head, and in just a short instant, her body went limp to the ground.

037: [Aaaaaaah, ancestor, watch out!]

"...This is the second time, stop yelling."

As Ruan Qing'an lay on the ground, her fingertips twitched slightly, tightening a little, but she seemed to have lost all strength and fainted.

037: ...So do I still need to care?

As Zhao Xiaohan waited anxiously by the roadside outside the student activity center, she suddenly saw a car drive out from behind the teaching building. She was slightly taken aback and subconsciously looked up.

But the car drove straight past Zhao Xiaohan without her noticing until she saw Li Ming sitting in the passenger seat.

For some reason, Zhao Xiaohan's heart sank.

The car drove very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhao Xiaohan ran quickly into the student activity center, and when she rushed in, she immediately saw the mess on the ground.

Ruan Qing'an, whom she had watched walk into this place, has now also vanished without a trace...

Zhao Xiaohan panicked completely. Just then, the door to the student activity center was pushed open again. When she turned her head in a panic, she immediately saw Song Xijun walking in.

"Song Xijun!"

"Ruan Ruan, Ruan Ruan is missing!"

Song Xijun rushed over after receiving the news. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's anxious appearance, her face darkened: "Have you seen where she went?"

“She came here first, and I waited for her outside, but I didn’t see Ruan Ruan come out until later when I saw Li Ming sitting in a car and leaving the school.”

Zhao Xiaohan was so anxious she was about to cry: "I'm worried, I'm worried he wants to harm Ruan Ruan, that man is a mad dog!"

"……I see."

Song Xijun pressed his temples. If he remembered correctly, Li Ming had a house near the school. In his previous life, to prevent him from breaking free of control before international competitions, he had locked him in that house for a period of time.

Song Xijun, despite being ill, nearly died there.

Seeing that he still hadn't reacted, Zhao Xiaohan hurriedly ran outside, saying, "Honestly, Ruan Ruan was thinking of you, and you—"

"I'm going to find her. You wait for me at school."

Before Zhao Xiaohan could react, Song Xijun had already brushed past her. In the blink of an eye, she seemed to see a pair of dark eyes filled with intense hostility.

Meanwhile, in a room outside the school at dawn.

Ruan Qing'an was lying on the bed, her eyelashes trembling nervously. She moved slightly, and just as she was about to open her eyes, a hand suddenly pressed her down tightly!

She jolted awake, and as she instinctively tried to dodge, Li Ming had already pinned Ruan Qing'an down, holding a cup to her lips: "Open your mouth for me!"

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

Ruan Qing'an's face turned cold, and she cursed sharply. She quickly came to her senses and delivered a backhand elbow strike straight to Li Ming's face. As he fell backward, Ruan Qing'an flipped over and bent her knee, striking him directly in the chest.

A sharp pain shot through him, and Li Ming stumbled and fell off the bed, writhing in agony. Yet, he stared at Ruan Qing'an with a distorted expression, his face contorted with malice.

Ruan Qingan stood by the bed, looking down at the dawn.

"You bitch, it's too late!"

"Varied……"

Before she could finish speaking, her body swayed uncontrollably, and the liquid on her lips evaporated little by little. Ruan Qing'an's face immediately turned ugly, and her body suddenly fell downwards, bracing herself against the bed with one hand.

The potent drug seemed to flow through her veins and throughout her body, instantly controlling her nerve endings. Her vision blurred completely, and it felt as if a heavy hammer had struck her mind.

Her whole body seemed to go limp, and she couldn't muster any energy. Ruan Qing'an half-closed her leaden-gray eyes and groggily looked up. At that moment, dawn had already arrived in front of her.

Before she could react, Li Ming squatted down and grabbed Ruan Qing'an's hair: "Heh, you really thought I poured water down your throat, Ruan Qing'an?"

"What I want is for you to kneel down and beg me!"

"...God, you're insane."

Ruan Qing'an's body trembled uncontrollably, and even though her voice was so low it was almost a whisper, she still cursed coldly.

The next moment, Ruan Qingan was kicked hard in the stomach. As if he was still not satisfied, Li Ming picked Ruan Qingan up and threw him hard onto the bed.

She lay on her side on the bed, her vision almost completely black, while Li Ming chuckled, "Still going to curse?"

037 was extremely anxious: [Don't worry, my ancestor! The male lead will be here soon, he'll be here soon!]

Ruan Qing'an lay limp on the bed, her fingertips almost too weak to lift, but her leaden eyes held a hint of coldness as she gazed at the doorway.

Until—the doorbell rang.

Li Ming, who had rolled up his sleeves, finally stopped. He glanced at Ruan Qing'an, who was lying on the bed, almost unconscious, before finally getting out of bed: "Who's so blind, damn it."

On the bed, the slender girl was like a bird entwined in a thicket of thorns, even her cries for help were incredibly soft, like a flower with a broken branch.

All that could be heard was her soft murmur.

“Song, Song Xijun…”