Queen of Group-Pampering: Mr. Ye Fights for Attention Every Day

Chapter 24: Thief, Where’s My Jade Ring?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xia Jinmian headed to Diya Private Academy bright and early in the Ye family sedan.

Ye Moliang insisted on tagging along. At the entrance of the academy, he even told Xia Jinmian that he would pick her up after school before reluctantly heading home.

Xia Jinmian carried the pink new school bag that the little munchkin had given her and walked around the campus. She was in a good mood. This was a brand new experience.

In her previous life, she had never gone to school.

But she learned far more than the average student.

She had already completed the curriculum of the average student—elementary school, junior high school, high school, and college—at the age of 10.

Ever since she could remember, she had no time to play and relax. Every minute and second was tense. She had to make herself stronger through continual learning—knowledge is power—to survive in such a harsh environment.

Xia Jinmian smiled at the campus and walked towards her classroom excitedly.

She was not early, but the classroom was empty.

She found an empty seat and sat down, enjoying the wonderful feeling. The sound of running footsteps and exclamations emanated from outside the window.

“Third Young Master is back!”

“Ahhh! My spring is coming!”

“Third Young Master! Third Young Master! Third Young Master!”

“Let’s go, Express Class is there to welcome him already!”

A passerby from Express Class glanced at the classroom and asked curiously, “Why is there someone in the classroom?”

“Leave it. Let’s go! If we’re late, we’ll miss it!”

Xia Jinmian raised her eyebrows. This Third Young Master was very popular in school!

Third Young Master… Just returned… Could it be… Aunt’s Third Bub?

Xia Jinmian placed her school bag on the table and followed the crowd to the campus.

From afar, she could see a handsome man in sunglasses struggling to move in the sea of students.

The handsome man’s thin lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was tense. It was obvious that he was very cheesed off.

Before Xia Jinmian could take a closer look, a familiar tall figure flashed past from the corner of her eye. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and immediately followed.

Ye Mohan made sure that Ye Moqing followed his classmates to the classroom before turning around to leave.

However, he had barely taken two steps when he realized that he was being followed.

His obsidian eyes darkened as he strode into the forest by the field.

The academy’s morning reading session had begun. The field was empty, and there would be no one in the forest.

Xia Jinmian lost him as soon as she reached the forest. She looked around and suddenly realized that she had been tricked. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, the man suddenly walked out from behind her.

Booted and suited today, his aura was peerless, aristocratic, and oppressive. He had a mesmerizing charm that made everyone fall at his feet.

However, he exuded a glacial sense of danger. His deep and gloomy eyes brimmed with a glacial glint.

That pair of eyes—deep as a dark swamp—made Xia Jinmian feel threatened.

Xia Jinmian suddenly curled her lips into a cold smile and casually crossed her arms.

She looked relaxed on the surface; but in fact, she was already panicking.

“Oh, fancy bumping into you here… I don’t believe it’s a coincidence. Are you so anxious to meet your Maker?”

Ye Mohan stared at the girl in front of him, his deep eyes revealed nothing of his thoughts. His thin lips parted slightly as he asked in a low and cold voice, “Who exactly are you?!”

“Me?” Xia Jinmian smiled diabolically. “I’m the one who’s going to take your f*king life!”

Xia Jinmian threw the first punch.

Xia Jinmian felt that there was no need to waste her breath on a man; her style was to talk with her fists.

After a few moves, Xia Jinmian realized that this man was deliberately evading her and had no intention of killing her.

Xia Jinmian’s beautiful eyes flickered, and her attacks became even more ruthless.

Unfortunately, Ye Mohan was one up on her. He grabbed her wrists and pressed her against the tree trunk. His cold and intimidating gaze fixated on her. “Thief, where’s my jade ring?!”