Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

These two people are so incompatible that this development is puzzling.

“Hmm…Hmm…”

She uttered unclear syllables, her body was unable to move, her body temperature was rising, and her hands were tightly grasping the hem of her skirt.

Damn, this woman...what on earth is she trying to do?

Beneath those seemingly innocent and harmless purple eyes, there was a gleam of the light of having done something evil.

Feng Qingyu had her less-than-treasured belongings snatched away by a classmate for no apparent reason less than a month after she transferred to the new girls' school.

"If you don't accept it, I probably won't be able to get married in the future..."

Nian blushed, messed with her hair, and moved shyly. The sunlight from the window shone on her, making her look even more dazzling.

Feng Qingyu's heart was pounding.

This feeling is... a little strange.

"I said... that's enough, stop teasing me."

Feng Qingyu realized the kiss after a while, her cheeks felt like they were on fire, and the temperature rose sharply. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that she didn't look very calm. This kind of thing would happen to many people, right?

No, I have to maintain my gloomy and expressionless personality, otherwise I will be in big trouble in the future, she thought.

Nian looked very lost and opened his mouth to say something, but at this moment the class bell rang and saved Feng Qingyu who was in trouble.

As a model student, it was impossible for Nian to disrupt classroom discipline, so he had to obediently return to his seat - which was in the front row of the corridor, almost separated from Feng Qingyu by an entire classroom.

Great, Feng Qingyu is satisfied with this sense of distance.

This class was taught by the Chinese teacher, a conservative old man who was almost bald with only a little hair left, revealing his smooth head. He looked funny.

Because the teacher's class was boring, Feng Qingyu planned to skip class when he was not there. Aren't the seats in the last row made for skipping class?

"Let's go to the comic book store and buy some books. Today is the release day of the new issue."

Quickly identifying the target, Feng Qingyu picked up his cane and slipped out through the back door. There was a staircase next to the classroom, and the teacher usually came up from the other side. Knowing both himself and the enemy, it was impossible to lose this battle.

Then, he climbed over the wall behind the school...

The previous operations went smoothly, including the step of climbing over the wall, but... why did I meet Nian under the shade of a tree under the wall when he should have been in the classroom?

She stood there smiling, the spring breeze blowing across her cheeks and snow-white hair, with a few flying pink cherry blossom petals stuck to her hair.

A slightly strong wind blew, lifting the hem of Nian's skirt.

“It turns out… it’s black.”

Feng Qingyu, whose body was still sitting on the wall and had not yet landed on the ground, saw the absolute domain at that moment.

The skin is smooth, delicate, fair, without scars or other marks, and straight and slender.

Thump—thump—

His heart beat violently, as if someone was beating a drum inside his chest, hitting Feng Qingyu's atrium again and again.

I have never felt this way before.

Nian held down her fluttering skirt, raised her head slightly, and saw Feng Qingyu sitting on the wall. Her cheeks were slightly red, but she still maintained an elegant smile: "Feng Qingyu, how is it...does it look good?"

The wind subsided, but it disturbed Feng Qingyu's heart.

How can I describe this kind of thing... It's very sexy and seductive, and it's the color and style I like.

"I...I didn't see anything."

Feng Qingyu landed unsteadily, his mind was in a trance, trying to forget what he had just seen. If he accidentally blurted out the color, he would be attacked by the girls at school.

They would not allow the most holy goddess in their hearts to be defiled, especially by such a despicable person as themselves.

So, why is this person here? After thinking about it, Feng Qingyu was too lazy to ask, lest he continue to pester her, the new issue of the bookstore would be sold out.

"Farewell."

She caught up with him, walking with steady and graceful steps, worthy of being a lady from a noble family.

"Feng Qingyu, let's skip class and go play somewhere together."

The words were shocking, and the expression on his face was pure and innocent, as if the words were just an exclamation of "the weather is really nice today." The top student in the school actually said such an inappropriate word as "skipping class."

To be honest, Feng Qingyu still didn't want to pay attention to her.

"I don't like to act with others, sorry." She adjusted her black-framed glasses and continued to exude an aura that kept people at a distance.

An autistic, shut-in cripple has his own way of life and does not need to change this norm.

"I have a special edition signed by the famous manga artist Nanase Mao. Doesn't that impress you?"

Nian was rummaging through her schoolbag slowly, and the unopened new issue lay in her hands. It was a special edition, limited in circulation, and very difficult to buy. Even though Feng Qingyu had tried to queue up for a reservation and stayed up all night, she still failed.

The general edition and special edition of this type of book feel completely different.

Suddenly I feel a little jealous.

"I...I won't sell out my personality just for a comic book."

Although he wanted it very much, Feng Qingyu couldn't say it frankly, so he could only say one thing and think another, and try his best to look away from the book and look elsewhere.

However, my heart felt like it was being teased by wolftail grass and was extremely uncomfortable, itchy and numb.

"I spent a lot of effort to buy this, and I want to give it to you as a gift. If you want to return the favor... just hold your hand."

Nian continued to talk to himself and stuffed the book into Feng Qingyu's arms.

Emmm...holding hands, this guy is really easy to deal with.

"Well, for such a valuable thing, is it really just a cheap return gift like holding hands?"

Feng Qingyu was very alert, and even imagined a hundred dark thoughts in this guy's mind. There is no free lunch in the world, especially for a young lady born in a business family, her mind is not simple.

This cannot be accepted, lest there be endless disasters.

"Since it is a rare thing, please cherish it yourself."

She had been rejected countless times. This might be the first time in her life that she had met someone who rejected her so decisively.

It is almost impregnable, building an impregnable defense for itself that no one can invade.

"Alas, failed again."

Nian stuck out his tongue and made a playful expression.

"It seems that I need to work harder."

She stared at the figure limping away, her heart pounding. Such a unique person was much more interesting to pursue than those ordinary girls.

She likes it just because it's different.

Feng Qingyu, who was leaving, didn't know what the future would be like. Feng Qingyu admitted that she had underestimated this woman, Nian, in every sense.

I thought this girl was just a spoiled young lady who liked to have some fun and took pleasure in teasing commoners like me. Little did I know that her methods were so sinister.

On this sunny afternoon, Feng Qingyu was changing into her school shoes at the shoe cabinet on the first floor of the teaching building. She had no classes in the afternoon, so she could go home directly.

A group of girls gathered around and surrounded Feng Qingyu.

I can’t name these guys, but I seem to have seen them somewhere before. They seem to be my supporters in school.

"Hey, Feng Qingyu, I didn't expect you to be such a despicable person. No, you're simply a pervert!"

Feng Qingyu was criticized so harshly that he had no idea what was going on.

"Huh? Are you crazy?" She responded unhappily, stuffed her shoes into the shoe cabinet and ignored him.

I always encounter such guys recently. After all, I have become famous and was confessed to by that college goddess, which aroused the jealousy of many people and people provoke me every day.

When you are famous, you will be surrounded by gossips. She is tired of this situation.

"Get out of the way, I'm leaving."

Feng Qingyu yawned and tried to push away the girl in front of her and get away from the crowd. She really didn't like the feeling of being suffocated by being surrounded by people.

However, these people are not so easy to talk to.

"How dare you, a mere cripple, be so arrogant and steal the personal belongings of Mr. Nian!"

A tall girl pushed Feng Qingyu, and she fell down as expected. The group of people snatched her cane and threw it far away, preparing to punch and kick her.

School bullying incidents also happen in girls' schools. These people respect the young men with prominent family backgrounds, but secretly look down on Feng Qingyu's ordinary background.

This is normal, as most of the students here come from wealthy families, and it is an aristocratic school.

"Everyone, please stop for a moment."

A familiar voice came from the outskirts of the crowd. It was the voice of Nian who loved to watch the fun and enjoy the excitement.

Very good, Feng Qingyu was just about to find her to ask for an explanation.

"Hey...when did I steal your things?"

This is simply a frame-up, without any basis. Feng Qingyu knew that she was not a simple-minded girl, nor was she perverted enough to steal the personal belongings of her classmates.

The person involved looked so nonchalant, which really deserved a beating.

"Well, that might be a misunderstanding."

Nian pushed through the crowd, holding a piece of black lace fabric with a very vulgar style, which was similar to the one she wore yesterday, but Feng Qingyu could still see subtle differences.

There is a circle of lace missing.

None of this matters; the key lies in how someone says it.

"This is the [Promised Item] that Feng Qingyu kept for me. She didn't believe that I really liked her, so... I gave her the thing that covered my shameful parts as a gift. I'm sorry for causing everyone to misunderstand."

I'm going to give this group of manic supporters a hardcore explanation this year. Well, it doesn't sound credible anyway.

Those mad-dog-like girls were not so easy to deal with, and most of them remained skeptical.

"Student Nian is too kind. Why are you making excuses for such a crippled and shady girl? It's obvious that she has ulterior motives towards you and stole your things for her perverted collection..."

"Yes, she always goes to the bookstore to buy Xiaohuang books!"

"I even spied on my seniors from the Kendo Club taking a bath."

……

Hey, hey, hey, you're getting more and more outrageous!

She had never done any of the above things except occasionally buying Xiaohuang books to read. She had no habit of stealing things or peeping at her seniors bathing. That was just a story made up by a senior from the Kendo Club who wanted to sexually harass her and failed to commit a crime.

"So boring, you all have pig brains... You even believed what that senior said."

Feng Qingyu really didn't want to waste time on these idiots. Anyway, it was enough for her to have Nian help her deal with this group of people. She also had to rush to the supermarket near her home to buy some toilet paper before the sale ended.

Grandpa and grandma are old and can’t compete with those aunties and grandmas, so she, the reliable granddaughter, has to step forward.

It seemed like there wasn't enough time, and this group of people had no intention of letting Feng Qingyu go.

"That's all for today. If you embarrass Feng Qingyu again, I'll be angry."

The beautiful purple eyes of the young girl narrowed into a thin slit, a bit like a cunning black cat. She did not show any special anger, but she was intimidating without being angry.

The group of aggressive girls suddenly calmed down a lot, and the chattering stopped.

They are very afraid of offending Nian.

Under the malicious gazes of that group of people, Feng Qingyu walked out of the teaching building with Nian. Nian held her arm affectionately, and those people were filled with jealousy.

Women are really hard to understand, especially young ones. You can't see through her heart, and you don't know what's in her mind. Feng Qingyu is not interested in understanding. Communicating with people is a very troublesome thing. She has tried her best to avoid it, but troubles still keep coming to her.

"Don't bother me anymore." She shook off Nian's hand cleanly and neatly.

"I don't like you, and I will never like you in this life."

The two looked at each other. Nian's eyes were clear and beautiful, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation when he heard these words.

She smiled, took a step forward and leaned close to Feng Qingyu's ear.

"Well, today's events are a bit difficult to handle. If you don't want to have these kinds of things happen every day and become more notorious, just date me honestly."

She spoke softly, but what she said was so... scary.

"I put that interesting little thing in your locker and deliberately let those girls find it. You always don't return my feelings, so I have to find a way on my own."

That beautiful face showed an expression of grievance.

At this moment, Feng Qingyu no longer thought she was a cute person. This guy was simply a devil who played people around. He put innocent herself and those brainless girls on his chessboard as chess pieces.