Suddenly hearing something incredible, Song Shijia: "...?"
So, the truth behind Yun Qiluo’s kidnapping turned out to be....
No wonder she didn’t seem to have any injuries besides the decorative bandages on her hands and feet, and she returned to school enjoying life as if the kidnapping hadn’t left her with any psychological scars.
At first, she thought it was just because she was carefree and lucky.
Alright, now the case is cracked.
Judging by her skills, it’s the kidnappers who should have psychological scars.
"And last time, when they bullied my two maids, I ended up beating them too, and they went back saying I broke their bones," Yun Qiluo’s small face gained a sudden realization, "So it wasn’t a false accusation against me."
So, you’ve done this kind of thing more than once.
Beating people to the point of breaking bones... What kind of violent loli is this???
She looked around the room full of equipment and felt like strength training wasn’t necessary anymore.
Awkwardly, she took Yun Qiluo out, planning to discuss with the club president about the sandbag incident and maybe offer some compensation.
As soon as they stepped out, they met the gaze of over a dozen people outside.
After the club president’s speech, everyone’s attention naturally focused on Yun Qiluo, their eyes filled with various complex emotions.
However, upon seeing Yun Qiluo appearing so petite next to the 1.7-meter-tall Song Shijia, with her fair, clean, and pretty little face,
They instinctively dismissed what the president had just said.
Yun Qiluo was clearly just a delicate girl who looked soft and sweet, like a little angel—how could she be the violent maniac who allegedly punched two sandbags to pieces in one go?
After Yun Qiluo and Song Shijia left, the club members immediately felt the atmosphere lighten up.
One of the boys even laughed loudly.
Patting the president’s shoulder, he said, "President, you don’t have to make jokes . If you want to change equipment, just say it."
As soon as he said this, everyone else also laughed knowingly.
"Yeah, it’s not like we wouldn’t help. Really."
"No way Yun Qiluo is like that; if you said it was Song Shijia who broke them, we might believe it."
"Don’t worry about the club funds; we’ll pitch in a bit. A few sandbags aren’t that expensive."
The girls were especially relieved.
They said, how could Yun Qiluo, who looked so weak with her thin arms and legs, possibly break all the sandbags in the club?
Could it be the president said that because he heard their earlier exclusionary words and wanted to purposely knock some sense into them?
Thinking of this, a few girls couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
It’s just the first day she joined, and their usually fair president is already protecting her . What’s next? This club will sooner or later become Yun Qiluo’s harem.
Don’t think they didn’t know how popular Yun Qiluo was with the boys at school.
"..." The president, looking at everyone enthusiastically transferring money to him, was at a loss for words.
Why doesn’t anyone believe the truth nowadays??
Yun Qiluo is truly something!
After leaving the club, the more Song Shijia thought back on Yun Qiluo’s performance, the more she felt something was off.
"Luo Luo, did you take martial arts classes when you were a kid?" she asked tentatively, "Or did your family hire bodyguards to teach you?"