Kapitel 14: Chapter 14: The crying girl
"The bell rang in class, but Cheng Hao's anger showed no signs of subsiding. Especially after he vented his frustration, scolding and berating, but Yan Yuchen remained indifferent, immersed in his book as if he hadn't heard a word, infuriating Cheng Hao even more!
"Yan Yuchen! You useless fool! I'm talking about you! Do you lack self-awareness to this extent?" Cheng Hao, losing his temper, abandoned his role as class monitor and openly cursed.
The classmates fell silent, bewildered by why Cheng Hao was so enraged with Yan Yuchen.
In response to Cheng Hao's insults, Yan Yuchen looked up, seemingly oblivious, and said, "Class monitor, were you calling me just now? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Could you repeat that?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Hao nearly erupted. He stared at Yan Yuchen, who seemed clueless, ready to curse again, but Yuan Xiaofen stood up angrily, saying, "Cheng Hao! As the class monitor, how can you verbally abuse someone? Yan Yuchen didn't provoke you. Why do you have the right to insult him?"
Cheng Hao, even more furious, sarcastically replied, "Yuan Xiaofen, I'm talking to Yan Yuchen. What's it to you? Oh, I forgot, you've become the sick boy's girlfriend recently. You're so eager to defend him. With so many classmates watching, as a girl, don't you have any sense of shame?"
Yuan Xiaofen, angered and with red eyes, tried to respond, but Cheng Hao continued disdainfully, "Oh, I forgot. I heard you spent the morning together, had lunch together, and even slept together at noon. Since you're his woman now, it's only natural to stand up for him, considering he's a worthless loser. I understand."
The words were malicious and full of mockery. The entire class cast disdainful glances at Yuan Xiaofen."
Yuan Xiaofen trembled with anger and said, "You... you're talking nonsense! I haven't..."
"Enough. Whether you slept with that loser or not, I have no interest in knowing, and I don't have the time to listen to your details. Yuan Xiaofen, I used to think you were a dedicated and studious student, had a good impression of you. Who would have thought you'd be so shameless, truly disappointing," Cheng Hao interrupted, shaking his head, sighing, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
Under his relentless attack, this fragile girl had no resistance. As for her sickly boyfriend, there was no hope either. He sat there, silent, in the face of his girlfriend being humiliated – a true waste.
Yuan Xiaofen's face flushed with anger, tears welling up in her eyes. Just as she was about to argue, the class teacher, Zhang Hong, entered the room with a textbook in hand.
"What's going on, Cheng Hao? Why are you standing here?" Zhang Hong asked, frowning in confusion.
Cheng Hao glanced at the embarrassed Yuan Xiaofen, gritted his teeth, and said solemnly, "Teacher, Yuan Xiaofen is dating Yan Yuchen. I wanted to advise them to prioritize studies, but not only did she refuse to listen, she also accused me of meddling..."
As these words were spoken, Zhang Hong's expression darkened.
Yan Yuchen, sitting at the back, flashed a cold light in his eyes, his book gradually crumpling in his hand.
He glanced at the pale and pitiful girl not far away, tightly clenching his fist.
Seeing Cheng Hao resorting to false accusations, Yuan Xiaofen, with a teary voice, hurriedly said, "Teacher, it's not like that. Cheng Hao..."
"Enough! Sit down! It's time for class. After class, both of you come to my office!" Zhang Hong interrupted without hesitation, casting a disdainful glance at Yan Yuchen.
In her view, Yuan Xiaofen had always been a obedient, studious student and wouldn't voluntarily engage in a romantic relationship, especially with the high school entrance exams approaching. It was inconceivable that she would jeopardize her future like this.
It must be because of that underachieving student.
With that thought, Zhang Hong felt a surge of annoyance and decided that she would have a serious talk with the two after class. If necessary, she even contemplated involving their parents.
Due to everyone's preoccupation, the rest of the class was rather dull.
Yuan Xiaofen sat in her seat, tears streaming down her face.
She understood the gravity of the situation. If the teacher truly believed she was dating Yan Yuchen during such a crucial time as the entrance exams, a meeting with her parents was inevitable.
The thought of her parents finding out about this left her terrified, unable to fathom their disappointment.
Throughout the entire class, she cried anxiously, unable to focus on the lesson.
Yan Yuchen silently observed her, veins appearing on the back of his hand, the rotation of the bead within him accelerating.
Cheng Hao occasionally glanced back at the helpless crying Yuan Xiaofen, a smug smirk on his face.
After class, Zhang Hong left with her textbook, turning at the classroom door to give Yuan Xiaofen and Yan Yuchen a cold look. "Both of you, come to my office. You don't need to attend the next class."
As the sound of high heels clattered down the stairs, Yuan Xiaofen's face turned pale, her body trembling slightly.
Cheng Hao stood up from his seat, a malicious glee on his face. "Yuan Xiaofen, Yan Yuchen, why are you still sitting? Didn't you hear the teacher asking you to go to the office? Hehe, this time, they might even call your parents. Such a young age, dating and sleeping together—tut, tut, this is big news for our class."
With that, he chuckled in a creepy manner, hummed a tune, and happily went to the restroom.
Yan Yuchen squinted slightly, stood up, and approached Yuan Xiaofen, whispering, "It's okay; this isn't your fault. Don't be afraid."
Yuan Xiaofen wiped away her tears, stood up, and cried, "But I don't want my parents to know. Whatever the teacher says, they'll believe. I'm scared..."
Yan Yuchen sighed, no longer offering comfort, and walked ahead.
Feeling the mocking gazes of their classmates, Yuan Xiaofen silently followed behind, still crying.
When they reached the office door, Yan Yuchen turned to her and softly said, "You go in first. Don't say anything. Wait for me to speak. I'll go to the restroom first."
With that, he turned and left.
Yuan Xiaofen stood at the door, filled with fear.
In the restroom, Cheng Hao, holding toilet paper, gleefully recounted Yuan Xiaofen's situation to another guy in the adjacent stall.
"Wang Dong, didn't you see the expression on that little vixen's face? Hehe, with just a few casual words, I made her burst into tears, and she didn't even know how to retort."
Wang Dong, puzzled, asked, "Hey Cheng Hao, didn't you used to say you quite liked that girl before? Why this time..."
Cheng Hao's facial muscles twitched, and he sneered, "I lost interest in her a long time ago. As for why I targeted her this time, it's entirely her own fault for being so foolish! Don't be fooled by her usual appearance of being aloof and serene; she's actually quite scheming. I heard she's already slept with that sickly guy. Hmph, she wrote me a love letter a few days ago, and I rejected her. Little did I expect she'd quickly get together with that sickly guy, flaunting their affection in front of the whole class. It's truly shameless. As the class monitor, I can't let this shameless behavior tarnish our class's image..."
Wang Dong, curious, asked, "But that girl is quite pretty and charming. How did she end up liking that sickly guy in your class? It's somewhat unbelievable."
Cheng Hao's eyes revealed a tinge of resentment. "Who knows? Maybe they share similar interests. Hmph, today, you didn't see how pathetic that sickly guy looked. I publicly insulted his girlfriend in front of the entire class, even naming and shaming him. He didn't dare to lift his head. Truly the epitome of uselessness. I'm embarrassed for him."
Wang Dong chuckled, "That's obvious. The sickly guy is weak, fainting at the slightest exertion. He has no strength at all. How would he dare argue with you? Even if you slapped him on the spot, he probably wouldn't dare to make a sound."
Cheng Hao sneered, "I would love to give him a few slaps, but I'm afraid I might accidentally kill him. This kind of person could drop dead at any moment. Yuan Xiaofen, that vile woman, must have water in her brain. Clearly, she wants to become a widow."
As he finished speaking, a warm liquid suddenly sprayed onto his head. Yan Yuchen stood in front of him, saying, "How does it feel to have water in your brain?"
Cheng Hao stared with his mouth agape, utterly dumbfounded.
In that moment, his mind felt as if it had indeed taken in water, a complete blank.
He had no idea what had just happened; he was utterly bewildered.
The guy in the adjacent stall was equally shocked by this unexpected scene.
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