Chapter 137 Are You a Bitch?
Pei Xing casually said, "His parents bought it for him, right? It's so cold, he can't always wear thin clothes."
Mom and Dad?
Yang Hong sneered.
Before he found someone to teach Qi Yan a lesson, he had investigated his background. He was a poor man living in a dilapidated building in the slums. His parents were addicted to playing cards and had no proper jobs. His younger brother dropped out of high school and stayed at home playing games every day. The whole family treated Qi Yan like a servant and was also a domestic abuser, which was well-known far and wide.
Qi Yan was indeed outstanding for being able to be admitted to Qingchong in that environment. Compared with those inferior people who would rust and rot in the slums, he did have the capital to be noble.
But the strange thing is that he chose the animation major and stood among a group of talented people. His arrogance was too annoying and hypocritical.
Yang Hong has always disliked him. He wore a torn school uniform that was out of season, dirty shoes that he never changed, and a stern face that said, "I'm different from you, I look down on everyone." He felt that he was unlucky if he looked at him for even a second.
Yesterday, Yang Hong was criticized by others. Although he said that he didn't care, he was still very angry. A bunch of poor people in the slums thought that they could create a miracle by uniting.
He tapped the table twice with a pen to attract Pei Xing's attention. "Did you find your bracelet?"
Pei Xing was disappointed. "No, I guess I can't find it back."
"That bracelet is very expensive, right?" Yang Hong said, hintingly. "Could it have been stolen?"
Pei Xing hesitated for a moment before denying it. "That shouldn't be the case. I haven't had close contact with anyone. It must have fallen accidentally."
That yellow diamond bracelet was so beautiful that if someone picked it up, they would definitely not want to give it away. Pei Xing had already given up hope of finding the bracelet.
Yang Hong raised his chin and said, "Who said there isn't one? Then there must be one."
"You lost your bracelet yesterday, and today he changed into new clothes. Isn't that a coincidence?"
Pei Xing knew he was talking about Qi Yan and thought the guess was a bit absurd.
But for some reason, he turned around and looked at Qi Yan, and then he found that Qi Yan was also looking at him.
A look without any ripples in his expression, yet it seemed to contain endless mockery.
He was a little embarrassed and whispered, "How is that possible? Don't guess. It just fell off. It's just a bracelet."
"That's more than just a bracelet. I remember it was a gift Aunt Cui personally brought back for you from an auction abroad. It's worth millions. You don't care, but some people have probably never seen so much money in their entire lives."
Yang Hong smiled, looking at Qi Yan with a look of contempt and provocation, "I just think some things are too coincidental."
Now that things have come to this, anyone who is not a fool would know that Yang Hong is making a veiled accusation, thinking that it was Qi Yan who stole Pei Xing's bracelet so that he could afford the new clothes.
All the classmates looked at Qi Yan.
Qi Yan, who had ignored all the ridicule and contempt, finally raised his head when faced with slander.
The face was so pale that it was almost transparent, the lips were bloodless, the chin was thin, and it was quiet like a fragile and brittle piece of glass.
He didn't look at Yang Hong, but stared directly at Pei Xing. His eyes were cold but frank. He said nothing but exuded an imposing aura.
Such a look would seem justified in the eyes of others, but in Pei Xing's eyes it was a stare that could expose all filth, returning all of Yang Hong's ridicule and contempt to him.
For a moment, Pei Xing felt as if he was stabbed by that burning gaze, and his face was burning with pain.
He wanted to say something, but the bell rang and the professor was already standing on the podium, so he had to swallow his words.
He was distracted in this class and felt very uncomfortable.
As soon as the get out of class was over, Pei Xing stood up and walked in front of Qi Yan and said, "I didn't mean that, don't misunderstand me."
Qi Yan closed the book and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.
Opposite is another teaching building. There are newly transplanted trees planted in the flower bed beside the school road. There are no branches or leaves, only a bare gray pole. I don’t know what kind of tree it is. I wonder if I can see new buds and green leaves growing on it next spring.
The new clothes were so warm that he could actually appreciate the winter scenery calmly and look forward to the vitality of next spring.
Yang Hong walked to the other side of his seat, blocking his view of the scenery. He placed one hand on the table and said coldly, "Pei Xing is talking to you. Are you deaf? Qi Yan, what are you pretending to be?"
Qi Yan withdrew his gaze and opened the book.
Pei Xing was embarrassed and forced a smile. "Never mind, it's okay. Just make things clear. I don't want any misunderstandings between classmates."
After saying that, he was about to go back to his seat, but Yang Hong was not happy.
He deliberately provoked trouble not to see Qi Yan's dead face, but to see Qi Yan's indifferent mask shattered, and his expression of anger but not being able to speak, helpless and full of grief and indignation.
No matter how many times Yang Hong saw the feeling of powerlessness and despair in the face of power, he felt relaxed and at ease.
He picked up Qi Yan's book and threw it to the ground. "Why are you pretending? Just because you changed your skin, you think you are so great? Everyone knows that you are just a poor guy from the slums. We are talking to you because we respect you, a lowly person like you."
"Tell me, did you steal Pei Xing's bracelet?"
Qi Yan didn't move, as if he didn't hear Yang Hong's curse. He glanced at the textbook on the ground and found that it had been picked up by a kind classmate in the front seat.
But the other party did not return it to him immediately, fearing that Yang Hong would throw his book away again.
Qi Yan was not in a hurry to take it back, but turned to Pei Xing and said, "Take care of your dog."
The tone was calm, without any ups and downs in the accent, but those five simple words were like a raging storm that stunned everyone.
Qi Yan spoke.
He actually called Yang Hong Pei Xing's dog!
The Pei family's family background is better than the Yang family's, and that group of people are centered around Pei Xing, but no matter what, the Yang family will not be so humble in front of Pei Xing as to compare him to a dog.
Besides, Yang Hong is a dog. Other people who are not as good as the Yang family are worse than dogs in front of Pei Xing.
One sentence offends a group of people, and even gives them reasons for rifting.
How could Qi Yan be so vicious and bold in speaking such words?
The students were shocked.
Pei Xing's face looked grim.
Yang Hong's face turned blue with anger. Furious, he grabbed Qi Yan's clothes and dragged him up, gritting his teeth, "What the hell did you say? Say it again if you have the guts?"
Qi Yan seemed not to see the threat in his eyes and pursed her pale lips. "You heard it clearly. Do you want me to say it again? Are you a jerk? Are all the so-called superior people as jerk as you?"
Qi Yan's words are like firecrackers, and every word is tainted with the smell of gunpowder.
It was the first time that Yang Hong was insulted by someone who was far inferior to him. His rationality was burned out by anger. He grabbed Qi Yan's collar and threw him against the wall.
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