Chapter 7
A boy opened the cap of the mineral water bottle in his hand and poured the cold water directly on Xia Xingchen's head.

Her hair was wet and stuck to her forehead, covering one eye, and there were still drops of water dripping from the ends.

The same thing happened on her face. Lines of water flowed down Xia Xingchen's cheeks, to her neck and to the depths of her collarbone. This sudden coldness made her wake up completely.

The light from the gap between the petals hit her silver hair. She broke away from the grasped hand and lifted her wet hair, revealing her two glazed eyes.

"What, you don't accept it?" The red-haired boy raised his face slightly, with a proud attitude.

Xia Xingchen chuckled, this was the last chance for them.

"As for me, I just want to stay quietly at Shengxuan High School. I hope we can get along well, but you... don't you seem to be going a little too far?"

"Hmph! You are the only one who dares to negotiate terms with me." The red-haired boy said disdainfully, and then pushed Xia Xingchen.

I really want to die...

Xia Xingchen suddenly grabbed his hand, and she looked at the red-haired boy. She had a pair of glass-colored cut pupils with a slight black luster and ripples, looking as unruly, domineering, ruthless as an emperor.

Faced with this change, the red-haired boy was suddenly shocked...

Wasn't Xia Xingchen always weak?So what's going on with this scary look?

Then there was a sharp pain from his arm, which was so painful that the bones inside seemed to be broken.

"Ah—!" the red-haired boy screamed with his eyes wide open. He tried his best to break free, but to no avail. The hand being held did not move at all, and the pain became more and more painful. He was about to faint from the pain.

Xia Xingchen let go of his hand again and threw the red-haired boy to the ground.

"Ahhh! My hand, my hand is broken..." He grabbed his hand and rolled on the ground like crazy. He was in such a mess that the other two boys were stunned.

"It's so annoying." Xia Xingchen grabbed the red-haired boy's neck and lifted him up. Her strength was amazing, and the red-haired boy's feet slowly left the ground.

"Shut up if you don't want to die," she said coldly.

Sure enough, the red-haired boy closed his mouth tightly and trembled all over, but he still couldn't help making a whining sound. He was so scared that he didn't dare to cry.

Is this indifferent face really Xia Xingchen himself?Or she was possessed by a ghost.

"That's about right." As soon as Xia Xingchen let go, the red-haired boy fell directly to the ground. The red fingerprints were clearly visible on his neck. The hand was too heavy and the red fingerprints were still a little blue.

The corner of her lips raised a cold smile, a smile that made people shudder. Then she turned to the other two boys and said, "What you saw, if you dare to reveal a word, you know what the consequences will be."

Xia Xingchen stood there with a thin figure, but it didn't make anyone think that she was powerless. Her aura was like the reincarnation of Shura. Her ruthlessness and coldness made the two boys' hair stand on end!

The other two boys didn't even have the strength to move back. They were all limp and nodded hurriedly.

They couldn't believe whether the person in front of them was Xia Xingchen, aloof and inviolable.


(End of this chapter)

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