Chapter 342 Showing mercy to a beautiful woman? You're overthinking it. Qiao Lin's mind went blank for a moment.
Humiliation, resentment, shame, and excruciating pain, like countless red-hot steel needles, pierced her heart, making her almost scream.
Just then, Qin Ye finally spoke.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like an icicle, clearly piercing the ears of everyone on the playground, instantly silencing all the laughter.
"Name."
Two words, devoid of any warmth.
A deathly silence fell over the playground.
Everyone held their breath, their gazes shifting back and forth between Qiao Lin, who was still half-lying on the ground in a disheveled state, and the instructor, who stood motionless like an iceberg.
It's over.
This is the thought that almost everyone is having right now.
Miss Qiao, usually so arrogant and domineering, has finally met her match today. This new Instructor Qin only established his authority yesterday by dealing with three thugs, and today she dares to walk right into his trap? Isn't that just courting death?
But Qiao Lin didn't think so.
After a moment of blankness and humiliation, her mind was instantly ignited by those two words!
He asked me my name!
When everyone was laughing at me, he didn't scold me or punish me, but instead took the initiative to talk to me!
In Qiao Lin's mind, that ridiculous logic started working again.
He must have felt embarrassed to help me in front of so many people, which is why he avoided me!
Yes, that must be it! A man of his status would definitely be very concerned about his image! He wouldn't want people saying he was arguing with female students!
This is a more sophisticated form of protection! It's not that he didn't want to help, but rather that he didn't want me to become the target of public criticism!
Now that he's asking me my name, he's giving me a way out. He wants to come and check on me privately afterward, when no one's around, and explain things to me!
This thought was like a lifeline, instantly bringing Qiao Lin back to life.
She endured the excruciating pain that felt like her whole body was falling apart, and the nausea from smelling the earthy, rancid stench of yesterday's swill from her face being pressed against the ground. She struggled to prop herself up with her arms.
Because he got up too suddenly, his already sprained ankle and numb knee went limp, causing him to stumble and almost fall again.
"Oh dear..." she let out a soft, tearful groan, one hand pitifully supporting her slender waist, and she subconsciously straightened her chest, trying to show off her proud and beautiful figure again in such a disheveled situation.
She lifted her face, now completely stained like a cat's fur, and looked in Qin Ye's direction, blinking her eyes, which were brimming with tears from the pain and grievance. She firmly believed that at this moment, with her tear-streaked face, she could arouse any man's protective instincts.
She answered in a voice she had practiced countless times in front of the mirror—the most charming, the most delicate, the most capable of softening a man's heart—with just the right amount of trembling:
"Reporting, Instructor... My name is Qiao Lin, from the first female soldier squad. I... I really didn't mean to, I really twisted my ankle, it hurts so much..."
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