Fortunately, Ruan Qingan was in good physical condition. After being observed in the hospital for a few days, and after confirming that the medication had no effect on his body, Ruan Qingan was discharged and returned to school with Song Xijun. At this time, the preliminary selection within the school was getting closer and closer.

...

Zhao Xiaohan, carrying her art supplies, walked side-by-side with Ruan Qing'an, saying, "Ruan Ruan, our art academy has an opportunity to study abroad, I—"

"Go if you want to, Xiaohan."

Ruan Qing'an patted her hand reassuringly. In the original story, Zhao Xiaohan also successfully obtained this opportunity to study abroad after breaking with the original owner.

But Zhao Xiaohan was a little worried: "But Ruan Ruan, now that you've offended Li Ming, even if he's hesitant to act for the time being, fearing that you'll perish together with him, it's still very dangerous."

"In addition, Leon Lai bullied everyone at school, and many people were afraid of him, so you didn't have a single friend at school."

Ruan Qing'an paused, then chuckled, "What's the big deal? Song Xijun is such a blockhead, he's not afraid. At worst, you can just go with him. Xiaohan, don't worry about me. If you want to go, you must seize the opportunity; it's your dream."

“Ruan Ruan…”

Zhao Xiaohan bit her lower lip and nodded vigorously.

As they were on their way to class, a luxury car drove past them and stopped in front of the teaching building. A woman dressed elegantly and wearing jewelry stepped out of the car, exuding the air of a young lady from a wealthy family.

Zhao Xiaohan was taken aback: "Tang Siya is back?"

"Ah, that must be her, Leon Lai's girlfriend."

As Ruan Qing'an spoke, his gaze followed hers—in the original text, Tang Siya was still Li Ming's girlfriend at this time, and they were engaged due to a business marriage.

Tang Siya is a typical rich girl. Although she got together with Leon Lai, she was eventually betrothed to Song Xijun because she was the official female lead, thus completing a classic story of a rich girl marrying a poor boy.

Tang Siya, who had gotten out of the car in the distance, was carrying a designer handbag. When she caught sight of Ruan Qing'an in the distance, she strode over.

"Hello, you must be Ruan Qingan, right?"

"Nice to meet you, my name is Tang Siya."

Tang Siya nodded and smiled: "I just came back from an academic exchange meeting with other schools. Ruan may not have been exposed to these things and may not know me very well."

She speaks very gently and politely, but hidden beneath that politeness is a subtle arrogance and disdain, just like Leon Lai.

Ruan Qing'an narrowed her eyes slightly, completely ignoring the conversation: "Miss Tang, is there something you need from me? I don't remember knowing you."

"It's nothing. I just heard that Ah Ming and you had a small argument and he's still holding a grudge. I just wanted to come and see you. I hope you won't take it too seriously."

As Tang Siya spoke, her eyes subtly swept over Ruan Qing'an, as if assessing something. After a moment, she smiled and said, "It seems that Ruan is alright. In that case, let's wipe the slate clean."

"Is Ms. Tang representing the perpetrator in forgiving the victim?"

“Student Ruan, Ah Ming has already explained, so please don’t bother him too much. Thank you very much.”

After saying that, Tang Siya turned around and walked towards the teaching building, leaving Zhao Xiaohan standing there indignant.

She couldn't help but say, "No, what does this woman mean? She keeps saying 'Ruan Ruan, you're still bothering me.' Anyone who doesn't know better would think that scumbag Li Ming is a treasure. What a joke!"

"It's okay. Trash cans naturally like to take in trash. They're a good match, and I think it's fine. I just don't like picking people out of trash cans."

Nguyen Thanh An smiled radiantly, completely ignoring her presence.

Now that Song Xijun hasn't appeared yet, Tang Siya will definitely be holding onto Li Ming's family background very tightly. The sudden appearance of Ruan Qing'an, who has Li Ming "concerned" about her in a different way, will probably create a strange sense of crisis for him.

Ruan Qing'an, who was "thought of": Thank you for the invitation, but I don't want it.

After parting ways with Zhao Xiaohan, Ruan Qingan returned to the classroom, where Tang Siya, whom she had just met, was already seated in the first row. Upon seeing Ruan Qingan, she nodded and smiled first.

Her expression was quite friendly, but Ruan Qing'an wasn't buying it at all. She turned around and sat down next to Song Xijun, huddling together in the last row.

Song Xijun, who had already reserved a seat, glanced at her, but before she could ask anything, the old professor walked in and quickly began the lesson. The entire classroom was silent.

Ruan Qing'an was idly twirling her pen. Although the original owner of this body knew nothing, she knew everything, so she just stared blankly at the blackboard.

Just then, her arm was poked by the tip of a pen, and a phone was handed to her. The screen showed a notepad interface with only one sentence: "Were you unhappy just now?"

Ruan Qing'an was taken aback and turned to look at Song Xijun, only to find that he was just staring intently at the blackboard, as if he wasn't the one doing the work, which made Ruan Qing'an laugh.

She lowered her head to type and then handed it back.

"That woman is not smart; she's all sweet talk and treacherous heart."

"What did she do to offend you?"

"She slandered me, saying I picked men out of the trash."

Upon seeing this sentence in the phone's notes, Song Xijun raised an eyebrow. Before she could ask anything, Ruan Qingan's subtle gesture of pushing the phone towards her was noticed.

The old professor on the podium pushed up his glasses: "Ruan Qing'an, you missed class before, so listen carefully and don't cause trouble. Here's a problem, come up and solve it."

"Tsk, caught red-handed."

Ruan Qingan stood up with a long face and a pitiful expression.

Before she could speak, Tang Siya, who was in front of her, stood up first: "Teacher, let me answer this question. Ruan's foundation is not good. She didn't listen in class and I'm afraid she can't answer it. You've worked hard to impart knowledge to us. I won't waste your time."

"Student Ruan, please sit down and remember to listen carefully in class."

Tang Siya smiled and said, as if to help Ruan Qing'an out of a tight spot, and then walked up to the podium and confidently began to explain in front of everyone.

Tang Siya glanced at Ruan Qing'an with an ambiguous smile in her eyes: "I've seen this kind of question at academic conferences."

Soon, Tang Siya spoke at length, filling the entire blackboard. The students below, though bewildered, were impressed and instinctively applauded. Only Ruan Qing'an stood there with his arms crossed, showing no reaction.

Tang Siya put down the chalk and asked, "Ruan, do you have any other questions? I can answer them for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, many people turned their attention to Ruan Qing'an. After all, in their opinion, Tang Siya had stood up to help her out of the predicament, so Ruan Qing'an shouldn't be so ungrateful, right?

Under everyone's gaze, Ruan Qing'an sneered.