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0.06% Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around! / Chapter 3: Game On

章節 3: Game On

編輯: Henyee Translations

As far as Ye Ying was concerned, Ye Jian should always apologize to her.

She raised her chin slightly. Her facial expression suggested that she was waiting for Ye Jian's apology.

"Poor you, but you do need to do those things by yourself. That I cannot retort you," said Ye Jian resignedly with a gentle smile.

Ignoring Ye Ying, whose face was distorted due to anger, she raised her hand to rub her head and asked Ye Ying to leave, "Get out. I need to change clothes."

"Ye Jian, you're bullying me!" Swoosh! Ye Ying stood up, and her watery eyes were filled with tears at once.

Fragile as she may seem, her behaviors were absolutely wild. Bang! Bang! She slammed the door and stormed out.

Bully? As I have told you, "Just you wait, Ye Ying!"

While she was taking her time to get dressed, she heard Ye Ying's cries from the yard. She was pouring her grievances out to her mom.

One. Two. Three. As Ye Jian counted to three, Sun Dongqing barged in with a bamboo stick in her hand and shouted with rage, "You wicked girl! I let you live in my house for free, but you bully your younger sister? Son of a bitch, you are an ungrateful soul, aren't you?"

She rushed in front of Ye Jian. The bamboo stick was about to whip towards Ye Jian's face rather than her body.

To what extent did she hate Ye Jian? She might even blind Ye Jian by lashing on her face!

Before the bamboo stick could whip her face, Ye Jian dodged it. Back to fourteen years old, she would not allow herself to get beaten up again. No one could beat her!

No one!

"Ye Ying wants me, her elder sister, to do her assignments. I was just trying to persuade her to do them herself. And without saying thanks, you are going to hit me, Aunt?!"

Sun Dongqing was not only Ye Jian's mother's eldest sister, but the wife of her father's younger brother.

The two sisters married into the same family, thus becoming sisters-in-law.

"Huh! How dare you dodge it! You didn't fall to your death yesterday, and now you know how to piss me off!" Glaring at Ye Jian, Sun Dongqing rolled up her sleeves and waved the bamboo stick. "Wicked girl! Although your mother is gone, I still need to discipline you."

"What a disgraceful creature, seducing your teacher at such a young age. I should have thrown you out when you were carried home last night so that you won't lead my Yingying astray!"

Sun Dongqing had always been brutal to her sister's daughter.

When they were at their parents' home, Sun Dongqing had been proud and arrogant, trying to outshine her sister at all costs.

And now, all her sister had left behind was her only daughter. Shouldn't she discipline this girl?

But her words had rendered a chill to Ye Jian's delicate and small face, as well as to her eyes.

Seducing her teacher!

It was not until she woke up last night and saw the calendar on the wall that she realized she had returned to the spring when she was fourteen years old!

The peach flowers of the school blossomed one month after the new term began.

That year, when she was fourteen, she asked Ye Ying to go home with her after school. As she left school, she encountered Ye Ying, who was running towards her. Without any words, Ye Ying grabbed her and they ran together.

After running dozens of meters, Ye Ying tripped her. As she fell, her forehead knocked against rocks, on which lichens were growing. And she passed out right away.

At that time, it was already Sunday morning when she woke up, and she was involved in a scandal where she was rumored to have seduced her teacher.

But now, she had woken up on Friday night!

The one day and two nights in between were crucial to her entire life.

Ye Jian put her hand into her pillow and touched the scissors she found last night. Targeting the scissors at Sun Dongqing, she said violently, "I have not even had my first period, what do I know about seducing my teacher? Anyone who is out there blemishing my reputation will not get away with it!"


章節 4: Don't Mess With Me

編輯: Henyee Translations

Under the chilly glint of that sharp pair of scissors, Sun Dongqing stopped her dashing abruptly.

She saw the mercilessness on Ye Jian's face, as well as the chill in her eyes.

Somehow, Sun Dongqing's heart raced, and her arm that was raising the bamboo stick dropped suddenly.

"Aunt, this thing hasn't been investigated thoroughly; and if you dare say anything about it out there and give me a hard time, then I am not afraid to drag your whole family down with me."

Ye Jian said coldly. Her pupils were very dark, even darker than the color of the night; but the expression in her eyes was so bright that they were resplendent like stars.

As she was glaring, the expressions in her eyes were like aurora and experienced myriads of changes…

Gorgeous as they were, they were also intimidating.

"Wicked girl…"

"Let's see for how long your conceit will last! Explain it yourself when your teachers are here." In front of the provoked Ye Jian, Sun Dongqing's heart throbbed and a thought occurred to her: Had Yingying lied?

Sun Dongqing drove this thought out of her mind immediately.

No way! Yingying has always been well-behaved, it's impossible for her to lie.

No, I have to ask Yingying about this.

At the thought of the significance of this issue, Sun Dongqing threw away the bamboo stick and walked outside.

It was not Ye Jian that she was concerned about. Ye Jian was not her daughter anyway, and her mother-in-law hated this granddaughter very much.

However, for unknown reasons, Sun Dongqing was very anxious and felt that something bad was about to happen.

Ye Jian watched her leave with indifference and smiled subtly. In the mirror, she examined her fourteen-year-old face carefully.

Although her facial features were delicate with a tinge of innocence, her smile indicated that she had undergone great changes.

As she concentrated her vision, the extremely bleak and chilly expressions condensed deep into her pupils. She raised her head and saw Sun Dongqing rushing to leave the courtyard. In no time, Sun Dongqing disappeared from her sight.

Coldly, Ye Jian stopped looking at that direction. She found her comb and combed her jet-black hair over and over again.

Ye Ying! This time, just wait and see!

In the old days, I made a mistake by conceding to you once; but now, I swear I will make your life like hell!

Outside the house, Sun Dongqing ordered Ye Ying, who was snapping branches on the peach tree, to get down from the tree. Ye Ying pursed her lips discontentedly, "Mom, you scared me.".

Reluctant to be tough to her daughter, Sun Dongqing whispered, "About the issue you said when you came back yesterday, what exactly happened?!"

"What happened?" As Ye Ying lowered her head, her nose tip touched her tender peach-like lips, thus concealing the slightly panicked expression in her eyes. "How am I supposed to know?"

"Come inside the house and talk to me!" Sun Dongqing looked around and saw no one. She dragged her daughter into her bedroom to question her thoroughly.

Ye Jian witnessed the tussle between them as they entered the house. With a gentle smile on her face, she walked out from the other side of Sun Dongqing's house and left.

This was not her house.

Her house was at the very end of the village and close to a bamboo forest. Every brick and tile of her house was laid down by her parents when they were alive.

Her house was a paradise for her until she turned four years old.

The front yard was filled with peach blossoms, and the rustling of bamboo leaves could be heard from the back of the house.

As for herself, she would be sitting under the peach tree, hands rested on her cheeks, looking at her mother who was reading poems, and then when her eyelids became increasingly heavy, she would fall asleep.

Her father, who had returned with the bamboo shoots that he dug up, would be beside them, peeling the bamboo shoots with a smile. Sometimes, he would smile and say, "Jian is just like you. She likes reading, too."

The happiness in paradise came to a halt when she was four years old.

As Ye Jian saw villagers walking towards her, she quickly rubbed the corners of her eyes to clean her nostalgic tears.

Before Ye Jian could greet the villagers who were busy farming in spring, they gathered around her and asked if she was well, "Ah! Jian, you have woken up! Do you still have a headache?"

Although they were sincere and honest, they were unbelievably stubborn at the same time.


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