Chapter Three: It's Up to You Whether You Leave or Not
The world seemed to freeze the instant Xu Yihuan threw the things away.
Her voice was so cold it could drip water: "What kind of upbringing I have is none of your business!"
"Didn't your family teach you to watch your mouth when you speak in public, or you'll get beaten up?"
Xu Yihuan stared coldly at Zhou Yanzhe with her dark eyes.
Leftover food from the plate dripped onto the clothes, staining the snow-white school uniform with brown stains.
The greasy soup was stuck to his hair, and some of it was even dripping down his hair, making him look quite disheveled.
Many students turned to look when they noticed the commotion.
When she saw Zhou Yanzhe's disheveled appearance, she gasped, but dared not make any more noise.
After all, these few people were known as the "golden couple" in the entire grade, with good family backgrounds and excellent grades.
Zhou Yanzhe looked up in disbelief, staring intently at Xu Yihuan.
Clenching his teeth, he said, word by word, "Xu, Yi, Huan!"
Xu Yihuan looked at Zhou Yanzhe defiantly: "What do you want me to do?"
With a loud crash, the sound of a plate falling to the ground rang out.
When Wu Qingqing saw Zhou Yanzhe's disheveled appearance, she was so shocked that she dropped the plate in her hand to the ground.
"Yanze, Yanze, are you alright?"
"Xu Yihuan, how could you bully me like this?!"
While wiping Zhou Yanzhe with a tissue, Wu Qingqing angrily accused him.
Xu Yihuan didn't say much, just dusted off the non-existent dust in her English vocabulary book and turned away gracefully.
After Xu Yihuan left, the oppressive atmosphere in the cafeteria seemed to be released, and everyone started discussing it.
Xu Yihuan returned to her class.
After a midday break, classes resumed in the afternoon.
Wu Qingqing returned just two minutes before class started.
When she came back, she still looked like a little white flower.
The anger on his face somehow vanished without a trace.
She sat next to Xu Yihuan, looking like a caring older sister.
"Huanhuan, do you know that because of what you did at noon today, Yanze had to take the afternoon off?"
"At such a crucial time as the senior year of high school, you do you know how serious it is that four classes were missed in one afternoon?"
Xu Yihuan twirled the pen in her hand absentmindedly.
How important?
“You…” Wu Qingqing paused for a moment, then sighed and said tolerantly, “Just don’t be so willful next time.”
"You need to understand that with your willful personality, no one outside will want to hang out with you."
"It's just that we're thinking about the bond we formed growing up together, and we're not holding grudges."
Xu Yihuan didn't reply, but sneered inwardly.
Back then, she was young and easily manipulated by psychological manipulation. If she can't even recognize these things now, then she's really wasted her life.
The final 30 days of intensive preparation for senior high school students have resulted in the cancellation of evening self-study sessions.
After finishing her four afternoon classes, Xu Yihuan went straight home.
Wu Qingqing was just about to say that Zhou Yanzhe wasn't here today, and that she and Xu Yihuan would go back together.
With a single glance, Xu Yihuan had vanished.
Seeing this, Wu Qingqing curled her lips into a cold smile, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.
Then he slowly began to pack his schoolbag.
Not in a hurry at all.
As Xu Yihuan stepped outside, a familiar Volkswagen was already parked at the door.
Xu Yihuan opened the car door and got in.
After sitting for quite a while, the driver showed no sign of starting the car.
"Uncle Liu, what are you waiting for? Drive home."
Uncle Liu chuckled twice: "I just noticed that Young Master Zhou and Miss Wu haven't arrived yet. I usually bring them along."
Xu Yihuan frowned: "We won't wait for them today or in the future. Let's drive."
Uncle Liu: "Don't rush, Miss Xu. This place isn't very close to Lishui Bay. If we leave first, it will be troublesome for them to go back later."
Uncle Liu wanted to say a lot more.
Suddenly, I saw Wu Qingqing walking out of the school gate.
His eyes lit up immediately.
He's not stupid; just look at how much Xu Yihuan tries to please Zhou Yanzhe.
Does he not know who he should fawn over?
Uncle Liu stuck his head out of the window and waved vigorously.
"Miss Qingqing! Miss Qingqing! Come quick!"
When Wu Qingqing saw that Uncle Liu was indeed waiting at the door, a smile appeared on her lips, concealing her undisguised smugness.
She ran towards the car, looking innocent.
"Uncle Liu, Huanhuan, you're still waiting for me!"
Uncle Liu replied with a smile, "Yes, Miss was just saying she was leaving, so I'll be waiting here. Come on over."
Wu Qingqing smiled and opened the car door to get in.
Xu Yihuan sat in the back row, coldly watching this scene.
As soon as Wu Qingqing's hand touched the doorknob, Xu Yihuan immediately opened the car door and got out.
Uncle Liu looked at Xu Yihuan, who had gotten off the bus again, and his face showed impatience.
"Miss Xu, could you please stop being so stubborn and come upstairs? Madam is waiting for you at home for dinner!"
Xu Yihuan didn't move.
"You guys can go now, we're not going the same way."
Seeing Xu Yihuan's affected manner, Uncle Liu didn't bother to say anything more and drove off.
Once he takes Miss Qingqing around and comes back, Xu Yihuan will surely behave and compromise.
Xu Yihuan stood at the school gate, looking at the car exhaust fumes, and sneered twice.
In her previous life, she only found out later that this Uncle Liu was actually Wu Qingqing's distant cousin.
The fact that this points exchange system could work was also inextricably linked to her cousin.
Xu Yihuan got tired of standing, so she squatted down and dialed a phone number.
Five minutes later, a Maybach pulled up in front of him.
A man in a suit and white gloves got out of the car, walked straight up to Xu Yihuan, and took her schoolbag.
He opened the back door for Xu Yihuan.
"Miss, please."
Xu Yihuan smiled and nodded.
Butler Zhang was originally her father's personal driver.
Later, it was because of Wu Qingqing's recommendation and Zhou Yanzhe's tacit approval, and because he wanted to please Zhou Yanzhe, that he was replaced by Uncle Liu.
The car I took to school changed from a Maybach to a Volkswagen.
Uncle Liu drove around for a while.
Wu Qingqing sat in the car, a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Uncle, will this really work?"
Uncle Liu chuckled twice: "Qingqing, don't worry. I know Xu Yihuan's personality; she's soft-hearted."
"Believe it or not, when we go back later, Xu Yihuan will still be waiting for us in the same spot."
Hearing Uncle Liu's confident words, Wu Qingqing felt a little relieved.
The two chatted and laughed in the car.
I drove around the school several times until dusk kissed the horizon before finally driving back to where I had left off.
Wu Qingqing and Uncle Liu both looked out the window.
With a confident expression, he was certain that Xu Yihuan would be waiting for them in the same spot.
But a gust of wind blew across the street.
The spot where Xu Yihuan should have been standing was now empty.
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