As soon as Zhao Linlin got home, she couldn't wait to share what she had seen that day with Xia Banmeng. The photo was taken from a peculiar angle. At first glance, it looked like the two were kissing, but when zoomed in, it seemed like they were just talking. However, Ye Jiu's eyes were curved, and the two still looked very close.
The other picture is with Su Qingyue, not as intimate as the first one, but Ye Jiu seems to be flirting with Su Qingyue, and Su Qingyue doesn't coldly reject her.
Xia Banmeng nearly ground her teeth to powder after seeing the photo. So, he rejected her because he was with Ye Jiu? Ye Jiu stood up for him because they were close? She thought Su Qingyue was a noble person; he's utterly despicable.
Xia Banmeng adjusted her emotions and replied to Zhao Linlin:
[Linlin, taking photos without permission isn't very nice, but I never expected Ye Jiu to be this kind of person.]
Zhao Linlin replied instantly: [Who cares if she's secretly filming or not? Ye Jiu dared to do this in public, and I wasn't the only one who saw it.]
So, what are you planning to do?
I'm going to expose her true colors and let everyone see what kind of person this arrogant young lady really is.
But Linlin, back in junior high, someone exposed that person on the school forum with photos, and I didn't expect that person to feel too ashamed and transfer schools... What if...?
[Isn't it great that she wants to transfer schools? Everyone's goddess is still Banmeng. Oh, Banmeng, you're just too soft-hearted. I had someone beat up Su Qingyue last time, but I didn't expect him to still not learn his lesson.]
[Linlin, what you did last time—hiring someone to beat up Su Qingyue—went too far! If you get caught, you'll be expelled, won't you?]
"So what? Su Qingyue is just a lowly commoner. How would he know it was me? Besides, I take responsibility for my own actions; I certainly won't implicate you."
Zhao Linlin curled her lip in disdain, clearly displeased with the timidity revealed in Xia Banmeng's words. She continued typing:
[He was beaten up like that, and you kindly brought him an ice pack, and he didn't even appreciate it. Pah! He doesn't deserve it.]
Xia Banmeng was very satisfied with Zhao Linlin's reaction. "Fool, you speak without thinking. But it's best not to get your hands dirty."
She replied to Zhao Linlin: 【So what do you want to do?】
I've had someone write the article. I'll just pay someone to post it on the forum. I know a hacker who can help me get an anonymous IP address, so they definitely won't be able to trace it back to me.
"Well... I believe you, Linlin. I haven't finished my homework yet, I'll go do it first."
[Hmm, Banmeng, are you going out to play tomorrow?]
No, my mom wants me to go to piano lessons.
[It's so tough, being an all-around goddess isn't easy.]
She turned off her phone, and the screen reflected Xia Banmeng's smiling face. She instantly stopped smiling and said, "Well, good luck."
The moon's gentle light shines on the earth, thousands of lights shine outside the window, and the soft sound of a piano drifts from inside.
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The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Ye Jiu yawned and crawled out of bed. Seeing the familiar decor around her, she realized she was in her own home.
Ye Jiu opened the door in her slippers and saw Aunt Wang cleaning. She stretched and greeted Aunt Wang, "Good morning, Aunt Wang."
"It's getting late, it's almost lunchtime."
"Ah, I slept for so long. How did I get back yesterday?"
"Miss fell asleep in the car. It was Su who brought you back, carrying you in a princess carry!" Aunt Wang said happily, her eyes full of satisfaction. This child is good, polite and sensible.
"Su Qingyue? Me?" Ye Jiu pointed to herself. "Carry me back? Or in a princess carry? Ugh, I don't dare to think about it." Ye Jiu shook her head and went into the bathroom to wash up.
With nothing much to do on Sunday, Ye Jiu snuggled in bed watching TV.
Meanwhile, Su Qingyue stood inside the shop watching the men in black wandering outside. They were all muscular, with tattoos covering their bare arms.
People passing by deliberately avoided the coffee shop, which had been doing fairly well, but because of this, the coffee shop didn't have a single customer all morning.
One of the burly men turned to look at him, gave him a disdainful smile, and beckoned him to come out.
The store manager called Su Qingyue over, wrapped a few hundred yuan in an envelope and handed it to him, "Hey Qingyue, don't think I'm being unfair, but you see, this business is really not going to continue. Our store is small, so this is your wages for this morning. Consider the extra as a subsidy."
The store manager awkwardly wiped the sweat from his hands with his pants. "I'm so sorry, those people at the door... I... I called the city management. If you want, you can pack up and leave after they leave."
Su Qingyue had no intention of involving innocent people. He pulled out a note from the envelope: "I only want my wages. Thank you for the rest. I'll change my clothes now."
Su Qingyue's sensible nature made the store manager feel increasingly uneasy. He looked up and was caught off guard when he met the gaze of a burly man in black. Instantly, his guilt vanished without a trace, which was terrifying.
Su Qingyue turned and went into the changing room to change his clothes and pack his things. He had thought that the storm had passed and he could find a new part-time job, but he didn't expect these people to stick to him again. He thought expressionlessly that he would get rid of them sooner or later.
These debt collectors are like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment. Of course, he won't just wait to die, but he doesn't yet have the ability to fight them.
This underground force is deeply entrenched, with each link connected to the next. They have powerful figures protecting them from above and are suppressed by the police below, so his current strength is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Occasionally, he would think that he might as well just kill them all, but that wouldn't work. If one batch died, another would come, and he might even anger them, which would be a losing proposition.
There's a cause for every wrong, and a debt for every debt. Why can't we just go to prison and take care of that old bastard? It would be best if we could use their absolute power to kill him in prison, and even better if we could harvest his organs and sell them for money. Su Qingyue's expression twisted for a moment, and her gentle demeanor almost crumbled.
The city management officers drove up and started honking their cars to negotiate with the group of men in black. Just then, Su Qingyue walked into the front hall with his backpack on. The leader of the men in black, unwilling to give up, took a few steps back, stared at him intently, and mouthed something to him.
Su Qingyue understood and said, "You wait."
He waited and waited. He was waiting all day. If the property certificate for that house hadn't been lost, the house would probably have been taken away too. Although Su Qingyue didn't care about that dilapidated house, he would be in trouble if he didn't have a place to live.
After the man in black was taken away by the city management officers, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and pushed open the door to go out. Pedestrians came and went on the street, heading to different destinations. Su Qingyue suddenly stopped and stood in the middle of the street, looking around. Then he sneered. Only he had no destination.
He suddenly felt a little sorry for Ye Jiu, wondering what she was doing now, whether she was dozing off over her exam papers. But he didn't seem to have a reason to visit her.
He was also afraid to see Aunt Wang. Her sincere concern was something he had never experienced before, and he was at a loss for how to deal with it.
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