Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao forced out a laugh and said embarrassingly, âYour imaginations are too wildâ¦â
She felt a little stupid. How did things turn out like this?
If word really got out that she was the culprit, and with so many girls swooning over Yin Shaojie, it would be insane to deal with all of them as they would drown her with just their saliva.
Strangely, she felt a chill down her spine, and she couldnât help but shudder.
Adding the murderous glares from the three girls, the chillness in the air was exceptionally intense.
Just at this moment, the phone in Han Xueâerâs hands rang. The girls looked at each other, at a loss.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt a strange foreboding. Who would be calling at this time? Could it be Lu Yichen? If it was Lu Yichen, it would still be fine, but if it wasâ¦n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Han Xueâer saw the name of the sender and was stunned for a moment. Then she said, âI-Itâs Young Master Jie? How could it be?â
The two girls were also in shock and looked like they couldnât believe it.
âHow could it be? How could this woman have Young Master Jieâs phone number!â
They only needed to answer the call to find out if it was actually him.
Han Xueâer looked grim, but she made a decision. She swiped the screen and answered the call.
âMuâXiaoâXiao!â a stern howl sounded from the phone.
This voice was too familiar to them. It was the voice of the man they swooned over.
âItâs Young Master Jie. Itâs really him!â the two girls screamed unbelievably as they were holding onto Mu Xiaoxiaoâs arms. At this moment, they were still foolishly infatuated and couldnât help but get excited from just hearing Yin Shaojieâs voice, and they had the look of fascination on their faces.
Mu Xiaoxiao was startled to see their love-struck faces.
Do you have to be so dramatic?
Indeed, Yin Shaojie looked rather exceptional. But they couldnât be so infatuated just over his voice, could they?
Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly had a realization. Just as the two were loosening their grip on her, she snatched her phone from Han Xueâer and sped towards the stairs.
âShe ran!â Before they could react, Mu Xiaoxiao was already downstairs, and they couldnât catch up.
One of the girls chased until she was huffing and puffing. Her hands were supporting her waist as she asked Han Xueâer, âMiss Xueâer, are we just going to let her go? Why does she have Young Master Jieâs phone number? I canât accept that!â
Han Xueâer was fuming and gritting her teeth as she glared at Mu Xiaoxiaoâs figure running far ahead.
âI wonât let it go just like this. In any case, if she is still in this school, where can she possibly run? Unless she stops coming back to this school, when we meet her again, it will be the end of her!â
âBut⦠She has Young Master Jieâs phone number. Could they be acquainted? If we were to punish her, do you thinkâ¦â
âShut up!â Han Xueâer shouted fiercely. âShe must have schemed her way into obtaining Young Master Jieâs phone number. I donât believe that Young Master Jie would fancy her! Sheâs nothing! Even if I punished her to death, who would even care!â
The two girls nodded in agreement and took the chance to suck up to her, saying, âYeah. With Miss Xueâerâs status, why would she need to fear that little slut? Weâll punish her hard next time!â
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Mu Xiaoxiao had run far away. Though there was no one chasing, she wouldnât dare to stop. Upon reaching the Year Threeâs school block, she panted heavily as she held herself against the wall.
At this moment, her phone rang again.