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Listening to those contemptuous insults, Song Yiren finally couldn’t stand it anymore and collapsed on her desk, crying bitterly.
"Pah, you still have the face to cry after doing such shameless things, why don’t you just go die...."
Song Yiren’s teeth clamped down on her lip, the humiliation and hatred at the bottom of her heart had never been so intense.
She remembered her mother’s words, endure, you must endure...
Ji Yunya, if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have been spurned by Brother Yan, this vendetta, I’ll remember it, just you wait...
Coming out of the classroom, Su Jun asked curiously, "Speaking of which, who is she? She actually managed to bring Yan Song, who’s always above mundane affairs, down to earth, and even made a move on a girl, tsk, tsk, this must be what they call ’a beauty’s rage for her hero.’
Yan Song fished out a USB drive from his bag and handed it to him, "Post the stuff inside on the school forum, in an hour, I want the whole school to know."
Su Jun took it, "What’s on it?"
Yan Song’s lips curled up maliciously, "Your favorite kind of thing."
Su Jun raised an eyebrow, "Why do I feel like you’ve changed today, what exactly happened? Hey, you haven’t told me, who is your real childhood sweetheart? Have I met her? Is she pretty...."
Yan Song had already walked away with long strides, not even bothering to entertain him.
Thinking back on Yun Ya’s crazed, bloodied, and dazed expression last night, he couldn’t control the rage in his chest, while also feeling deep pity; over time, he had come to understand why Yun Ya vanished for ten years.
He touched the spot over his heart and smirked lightly.
During the first break, two sensational pieces of news spread throughout the school.
The first one was that Kang Jinxian from senior year class four’s video of having sex outdoors with a man had been uploaded to the school forum. The explosiveness and clarity of the video rivaled that of a pornographic film. Who would have thought, the seemingly pure Kang Jinxian, like a demure white flower, had such an indecent side in private.
With her refreshing aura and sweet style, Kang Jinxian was notable on the school belle rankings, boasting a large number of male fans. However, after the video came out, due to the significant disparity, these male fans could not tolerate their goddess’s lewd private life and turned love into hate, spewing vile curses on the forum as viciously as they could.
The second piece of news was about Song Yiren, rumored to be Yan Song’s childhood sweetheart. Earlier that morning, Yan Song personally debunked the lies; it turns out this woman has been deceiving everyone. She is not at all his true childhood sweetheart, as the real one is someone else.
Song Yiren’s shameless act thoroughly angered Yan Song’s fan club. She was verbally assaulted on the forum, and in real life, bullied and avoided by all the girls, becoming a rat crossing the street, chased by everyone at school.
One became the public enemy of all the boys, the other of all the girls, with both losing their reputation in the school, despised by everyone.
In senior year class four, it was break time. The boys gathered to mourn the loss of their goddess, while the girls huddled together, raining curses on Song Yiren; the classroom was anything but quiet.
In the middle of the third row sat a girl with golden wavy curls, her face thick with makeup, radiant and glamorous. She was touching up her makeup in front of a mirror, like a proud peacock that no one dared disturb.
Glancing at an empty seat in the second row, the girl curled her lips disdainfully.
At least she has some self-awareness, not daring to come to school today; otherwise, I would have to strip off her last shred of skin.
Usually acting so pure and innocent, damn it, at the core she’s nothing but a slut, even ready to stoop to someone like He An. How desperate can she get? The thought disgusts me.
"Li Nan." The girl opened her red lips and coldly uttered two words.
A girl with ponytailed round face immediately scurried over, "Xiaoxiao sister."
The girl dropped the mirror onto the desk, crossed her arms on her chest, and swept a sharp gaze over, causing Li Nan to immediately lower her head.
"Take extra ’care’ of that Song Yiren, got it?" She emphasized the word "care."
Li Nan instantly responded with a smile, patting her chest, "Don’t worry, Xiaoxiao sister, daring to pretend to be the goddess’s childhood sweetheart, I’ll make sure she regrets living in this world."
Ye Xiaoxiao curled her lips scornfully, her brows furrowed in contemplation, "Find out who the real childhood sweetheart is."
Her eyes narrowed, filled with a deadly aura, "I must find out who she is."