This life, she had never been publicly humiliated , hit in the face again and again, ruthlessly and fiercely, until her face was almost flattened!
Nangong Meng’s face was as dark as a sick pig’s liver, seemingly frozen within the window frame.
It was too late to regret coming to the East Sea Class to show off now.
Because the people in East Sea Class didn’t need to show off at all, with a table full of stationery from around the world laid out for free on every desk;
The "Cang Yun-made" 2B pencils, which symbolized the Empire’s national treasure, casually held in Zuzi’s jade-like hand;
And Zuzi’s jade-like hands were annoyingly tender, white, beautiful, and dazzling...
All these things, each one was a hard slap to Nangong Meng’s face!
Nangong Meng tossed and turned in the hotel, unable to sleep, and suddenly sat up.
"I hate, I hate, Zuzi, I hate you!"
She tore at the bed sheets, venting the resentment in her heart.
Zuzi had snatched away her chance to be desk mates with Gu Jingyan, she hated her for that;
Zuzi had snatched away her pride in being a perfect scoring scholar, she hated her for that too;
Even when she suffered huge losses in stock trading, she felt it was the bad luck brought by Zuzi, and she hated her for that as well;
Let alone Zuzi’s public repeated humiliation today, with even owning a 2B pencil being elevated to the status of a national treasure, how could she not hate that?!
"No, I have to act ahead of time... I can’t wait for the college entrance exam!"
The Hidden Guards she got from her uncle were originally planned to be deployed on the day of the college entrance exam, to prevent Zuzi from attending the exam on time.
After all, during the fourth mock exam, someone could change the rules, and being late was still allowed to answer the questions.
But the college entrance exam was different, no one could casually change its rules.
Once Zuzi was more than fifteen minutes late, there would be no way she could enter the exam hall.
No matter how great Zuzi’s skills were, scoring perfect marks again would be useless.
But now she had changed her mind.
She couldn’t wait any longer.
She wanted to see Zuzi in bad luck right now, kneeling on the ground begging, defeated, ruined for life.
"Come to me immediately," she instructed.
The four Hidden Guards that Nangong Mo assigned to her silently climbed in from outside the hotel window.
In a hotel that went up more than twenty floors, these people managed to find a way in so quickly, they really had some tricks up their sleeves.
Nangong Meng was very satisfied, and she issued the order: "Qingcheng High School, senior year East Sea Class’s Zuzi, that shabby ghost just acknowledged by the Xi family, you all go and..."
"Is Miss Meng planning to kill her?"
Nangong Meng changed her mind again and coldly laughed: "If we kill her, she’ll be relieved too soon. I want her to live in pain, to witness herself being unable to attend the college entrance exam, to see me becoming the national top scorer in this year’s Empire college entrance exam, the only perfect scorer!"
Dying, how meaningless.
She still wanted Zuzi to savor the agony of desiring something she could not have.
"Then, may I ask Miss Meng, what kind of suffering do you want Zuzi to endure?"
"Let me think... First, disable her right hand! Cut off her right hand and throw it into the sea to feed the fish! Yes, without a right hand, she can still attend the exam, but she can only cry bitterly in the exam hall, hahaha! That would be too amusing!"
The Hidden Guards never considered whether their actions were moral or illegal, they were death soldiers trained by the Nangong Family, executing the orders of their master, relentless unto death.
Therefore, Nangong Meng was very confident in the abilities of these Hidden Guards. After giving her orders, she finally felt a bit more at ease and lay back down, ready to have a good night’s dream...