Chapter 15 The Foolish Beauty
Lu Ran's answer to Pei Ci was undoubtedly affirmative.
In Pei Ci's view, once Lu Ran was dealt with, the matter would be basically resolved.
Now we're just waiting for evening.
But Pei Ci didn't expect that something would go wrong along the way.
She still had to attend afternoon classes. On her way to the School of Literature by school bus, Pei Ci witnessed a bullying incident.
Seven or eight students in Anta uniforms surrounded a person, tearing their hair and punching and kicking them. The girl in the lead even opened her thermos, which was filled with steaming hot water.
The person who was hit remained silent.
Pei Ci was not surprised by this phenomenon, but it was none of her business. She pretended not to know anything. However, just as the school bus passed by, the person who was being suppressed suddenly gained a burst of strength and knocked someone down and ran out.
As luck would have it, Pei Ci saw this person's face.
A narrow, thin face, fair skin, and clear, doe-like brownish-red eyes.
Soaked to the bone and covered in wounds.
It is Ye Qingyu.
At this moment, Pei Ci had only one thought: how could she go to the party if Ye Qingyu got hurt?
Pei Ci quickly told the driver to stop the car. She got out of the car and ran to the scene of the bullying.
At this moment, Ye Qingyu was pressed to the ground again by several boys, while Pei Ci's deskmate, the cute girl with a round face, was about to splash boiling water from her cup onto Ye Qingyu's face.
The water splashed on Ye Qingyu's face and ruined it.
"What are you doing?!" Pei Ci's pupils widened.
Her voice was weak but distinctive. After she shouted it out, He Li's fingers trembled as she held the water cup, spilling a few drops of boiling water onto her hand. The pampered noblewoman had never experienced such pain before, and her face contorted in pain.
But what frightened her even more than that was Pei Ci's gaze.
“Ah, Aci…” He Li looked at Pei Ci helplessly.
Pei Ci remained silent, her eyes fixed on He Li's hand.
"..."
He Li quickly loosened her grip on Ye Qingyu's hair.
Pei Ci was undoubtedly furious at this moment, but it was precisely because of her anger that a thin layer of red crept onto her skin.
Oh my god.
How can someone be so good-looking even when they're angry?
Ah...no, no.
He Li swallowed hard, quickly suppressing her wandering thoughts.
Pei Ci looked at Ye Qingyu, who was still being held by two boys. She glanced at them indifferently, and the two boys threw Ye Qingyu away as if they had been electrocuted, bounced back a few steps, and blushed.
The same is true for everyone else.
Ye Qingyu was not in good condition at the moment. She was lying on the ground with burn marks on the ends of her black hair, severe bruises on her nose and mouth, and bleeding pinch marks on her knuckles.
Soaked to the bone, Ye Qingyu's tall figure resembled a broken bamboo pole.
If she had arrived even a second later, and the water from that cup had splashed on her face, Ye Qingyu wouldn't have been able to attend the party, and she wouldn't have been able to attend classes for the next two weeks.
Pei Ci had read the plot and knew that Ye Qingyu was being bullied, but she never imagined that the bullying was so severe.
Why?
Because Jinglin sent an invitation to Ye Qingyu?
Pei Ci pursed her lips, then turned her gaze to the instigator, a girl. Pei Ci suppressed her anger and asked, "He Li, are you bullying others at school?"
He Li was stunned for a moment.
To be honest, aside from hearing this word from Ye Qingyu, she had rarely heard it before. The word that was similar to this one was "education."
Education is a very common phenomenon at Antalya School.
Those of higher age educate those of lower age, and those of higher rank educate those of lower rank. The requirement for those being educated is that they cannot question or resist.
Education has existed for decades, and everyone follows this rule, making a living from it.
That's why He Li was stunned when asked, but she quickly realized that A-Ci didn't seem to like this kind of thing. Panicked, she hurriedly said, "A-Ci, I didn't!"
"This isn't school bullying, we were...we were..." Suddenly, a thought struck her. Pointing to Ye Qingyu on the ground, she exclaimed, "Aci, it's Ye Qingyu's fault!!"
She stole your things!
"Yes, that's her!"
He Li became more and more confident as she spoke, and even stepped forward to look at Pei Ci with a wronged expression, "A Ci, she has impure intentions. After you left, I saw her sneaking around on your desk, and then I found out that she was stealing your things. We were just helping you teach her a lesson!"
After He Li finished speaking, the others echoed her. They spoke with great detail, accusing Ye Qingyu of stealing, seducing people, and showing off, fabricating all sorts of charges against her.
If it were an ordinary person, upon hearing the brilliant rhetoric of these young masters and ladies, they might have felt disgusted with the girl they had only met for a few seconds, and wouldn't have cared about any school bullying.
But Pei Ci didn't care about the reason.
She only cared whether Ye Qingyu could attend the party.
“I don’t want to know what she did.” Pei Ci took a deep breath. “But you’re bullying her right now.”
"us……"
"You shouldn't have done that."
He Li pursed her lips, twisted her clothes, and said softly, "...She's just a special admission student."
Pei Ci pursed her lips. "She is my friend."
"Ah Ci!"
Pei Ci remained silent, her face cold. He Li, however, knew from her silence that there was no possibility of reconciliation, and could only leave with her group, her face ashen.
After everyone left, Pei Ci looked at Ye Qingyu on the ground.
Her hair was disheveled, and her body was curled up.
From beginning to end, it was silent and quiet, like a corpse that had died in the autumn.
A hint of doubt flashed through Pei Ci's mind.
There's a scene in the story where Ye Qingyu receives an invitation and is bullied.
But is it really that serious?
But now is not the time to think about these things.
Now we need to confirm whether Ye Qingyu is alright.
"Ye Qingyu, how are you?" Pei Ci asked.
Ye Qingyu naturally didn't react. She had been dragged all the way from the bathroom, her head hitting the ground several times, leaving her feeling dizzy. However, she still heard someone calling her, accompanied by a faint, pleasant fragrance. This scent could only be smelled inside those exquisite cabinets, so she tried her best to open her eyes.
The sun was a bit too bright, and through the blurry vision of the rolling beach, Ye Qingyu saw a face gradually approaching.
A familiar face.
Ye Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly turned her face away.
The thought suddenly came to mind.
This is the third time I've seen her.
Every time Pei Ci appears, she is as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth.
But each time, after a dreamlike encounter, endless disaster follows.
The first time he gave her the ring, she was almost beaten to death by Lu Ran.
The second time he came to her rescue, she was harassed by Jinglin, which led to escalating bullying.
The third time I spoke to her, undisguised malice emanated from those self-important noble ladies: tearing up books, splashing water, and being dragged like a dead dog from the toilet all the way to the school gate.
"Ye Qingyu, you deserve a beating."
"Why can't you just behave yourself? Why do you always provoke people you shouldn't?"
"Stop looking at Aci with disgusting eyes. She could never be friends with someone like you."
The pretty young ladies tore up her return gift and gave her a vicious warning.
This is the kind of rich girl that these scumbags love but can't have and can't forget.
Ye Qingyu twitched the corner of her mouth.
She felt both pain and pleasure; look, the moonlight from Anta was shining on her.
"I'm fine, Miss Pei."
Avoiding Pei Ci's gaze, Ye Qingyu slowly got up from the ground.
"That's good." Pei Ci looked at her battered body, her brows furrowing. "Why did they hit you?"
This problem...
What a curious young lady!
Living in a glass jar, naive and ignorant, unable to understand human nature, and unaware of their own charm.
Ye Qingyu lowered her eyelids and said, "Maybe it's because I saw you pacing around your desk."
Am I really that charming?
Ye Qingyu thought to herself:
madness.
How could such a large family like the Pei family raise such a useless young lady?
Ye Qingyu felt an itch that ran deep in her bones. She had no interest in tidying up her disheveled state, so she cracked her bones and said casually, "Right?"
Pei Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief upon arriving here.
Thank goodness.
You can also go to parties.
However, this is a great opportunity to get to know Ye Qingyu.
After a few seconds of deliberation, Pei Ci handed a tissue to Ye Qingyu, saying, "It seems I've caused you trouble again."
Ye Qingyu took the tissue.
Fragrant.
It is just like its flashy but impractical owner.
Ye Qingyu placed a tissue on the tip of her nose and wiped the wound.
When she wiped it until it was crumpled, she gave a faint "hmm" and said, "Yes, Miss Pei."
ha?
The female lead actually thought that way?
This is quite different from the Ye Qingyu Pei Ci imagined. The Ye Qingyu in the story is kind, gentle, and considerate of others. The Ye Qingyu of today…
Does he seem a bit more rebellious?
Pei Ci blinked. "I thought you would deny it."
Ye Qingyu blinked slowly, mimicking Pei Ci, "If it's a friend, then no."
friend?
Pei Ci paused for a moment.
To be honest, I've mentioned Ye Qingyu as her friend several times, though I've only mentioned it verbally and haven't thought about any concrete actions yet...
However, it seems that it happened without us even realizing it.
Pei Ci liked this feeling of achieving something unexpected, as it saved her a lot of effort. She felt relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face.
"certainly."
So easily satisfied?
Is this what a purebred young lady looks like?
Ye Qingyu was puzzled. The scar on her neck twitched, and she said casually, "I've heard that a friendly handshake is needed before becoming friends."
Is there such a rule?
No.
But Ye Qingyu reached out her hand.
Pei Ci stared blankly at Ye Qingyu's hand.
Are you wondering why her hands are so rough?
But he probably will never find the answer to the question, after all, he looks so sickly and innocent.
Ye Qingyu suddenly felt a little reluctant. Wasn't it too despicable to use such an idiot to achieve her goal?
Ye Qingyu twitched the corner of her mouth and prepared to withdraw her hand.
At that moment, a hand as pale as fresh snow gently rested on her palm.
Ye Qingyu recalled that when children played house, the bride would also put her hand on the groom's arm in the same way.
She is a perfect bride.
Once this association came to mind, Ye Qingyu subconsciously tensed up, so much so that even his mother wanted to laugh. Was this the sugar-coated bullet of capitalism?
Pei Ci is wasting her talents staying in Anta; she should be the queen of Anta, embellishing the truth and maintaining peace.
She clapped her hands together, making a self-deprecating joke.
She enveloped the moonlight.
After a brief handshake, the two became friends.
Pei Ci wanted to lay the groundwork for Lu Ran's rescue at the party, so she asked, "Ye Qingyu, what do you think of Lu Ran?"
A note from the author:
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This man has a particular fondness for portraying his wife as a foolish beauty.
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