Chapter 34: 032 Little by little, Ying Feifei was made to eat the garbage.

Editor: Henyee Translations

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The movement was both brutal and quick, with not even a half-second buffer.

“Ahhhh—!!!”

Ying Feifei only had time to let out a sharp scream because her entire head and half her body had been shoved into the trash can.

The trash can was large enough to fit a person without any problem.

Ying Zijin lifted her leg and kicked again.

With a “plop,” Ying Feifei was completely covered by the trash lid.

Everyone was stunned, unable to react at all.

They watched dumbfounded as Ying Zijin rolled up the sleeves of her white school uniform, casually pulled on a couple of garbage bags over her hands, and lifted Ying Feifei out of the trash can.

Her other hand, empty, picked up an apple from the ground and started to push it into Ying Feifei’s mouth.

Just as Ying Feifei caught her breath, her mouth was blocked by a rotting taste.

She widened her eyes in horror and struggled desperately, trying to scream, but she couldn’t break free and was forced to swallow the apple bit by bit.

Zhong Zhiwan finally snapped back to reality and shouted furiously, “Ying Zijin, what are you doing? Get over there and pull her apart!”

Zhong Zhiwan was the class monitor and the Verdant Goddess; no one in the Elite Class would ignore her words.

And indeed, Ying Zijin’s actions were utterly atrocious.

Not only skipping the duty roster but also laying hands on a classmate?

Several boys stepped forward at once, but the girl suddenly turned her head.

Her brows and eyes still displayed the usual indifference, like the distant mountain topped with snow.

But at that moment, she was enveloped in an aura of violence, and her gaze was so intense that even the sports commissioner, standing at one meter ninety, couldn’t help but step back.

For a moment, no one dared to move.

Ying Zijin withdrew her gaze, looking down at Ying Feifei, who was covered in garbage: “Does it taste good?”

Ying Feifei finally could speak. She cried desperately, hysterically screaming, “Ying Zijin, you’re sick! You are sick!!!”

Hadn’t she just torn up this bumpkin’s book and thrown it into the trash can?

What was that about?

To treat her like this?

“I am sick,” Ying Zijin looked down and chuckled lightly, “so bother me less.”

Just as Ying Feifei was about to curse out loud, the hand holding her up let go, and with a “bang,” she rolled back into the trash can.

Ying Zijin tore off the two garbage bags from her hands, took out some disposable hand sanitizer from her backpack with nonchalance, “Pretty dirty.”

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Zhong Zhiwan’s lips quivered as she tried to steady her tone, “Help Feifei up.”

After several boys pulled Ying Feifei out, they quickly stepped back.

It was too stinky.

Ying Feifei’s school uniform and underclothes were all tainted with garbage, and oil dripped from her hair.

A dreadful sight.

Ying Feifei had never suffered such humiliation in her life.

“Ying Zijin, you’re finished, I’m telling you you’re done!” she cried as she ran off, “I’m going to tell the teacher and get you kicked out of the Elite Class!”

Zhong Zhiwan frowned slightly, not following her: “Everyone, clean up the classroom, we have morning reading soon.”

The classmates looked at each other for a while, complied with the arrangement, but wisely did not seek further trouble.

Zhong Zhiwan even less so; she didn’t want to deal with it and didn’t give Ying Zijin a single glance.

Less than three minutes had passed when the Elite Class’s homeroom teacher arrived, with a very cold demeanor.

“Ying Zijin, come to the office.”

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Zhong Manhua received a call from Verdant while she was lying in the yard, sipping her morning tea.

She had assumed it was about Ying Zijin’s grades, but to her surprise, the homeroom teacher told her over the phone that her daughter had beaten up a female student in class, and even forced the girl to eat garbage.

Zhong Manhua was incredulous. She was furiously startled and rose abruptly, startling the massage therapist serving her.

“Manhua?” Madam Mu opened her eyes upon hearing the commotion, “What’s wrong?”

Zhong Manhua’s body stiffened, she reined in her emotions, and took a deep breath, “Nothing, I just fell asleep and had a nightmare.”

She couldn’t let Madam Mu know that she had a daughter who could bully others.

This was no longer just a matter of losing face; it was a matter of character!

With this in mind, Zhong Manhua made up her mind and responded indifferently, “I’m busy right now; you handle it.”

After hanging up the phone, she let out a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness her identity hadn’t been switched back, she was just a foster daughter, otherwise, she truly would have been too embarrassed.

Madam Mu did not inquire further, preoccupied with her own thoughts.

She had called Mu Cheng the night before, but still hadn’t received a response by this morning.

Mu Cheng was a trusted aide of Mu Heqing; outside, he represented Mu Heqing himself.

When the Mu family couldn’t see Mu Heqing, or there were matters to discuss, they always contacted Mu Cheng first.

This couldn’t mean… that their faction had fallen out of favor, could it?

Among the younger generation of the Mu family, Chen Zhou was considered one of the more outstanding ones.

Madam Mu grew more anxious, and after giving it more thought, she decided that the person inside the black Maybach wasn’t Mu Heqing.

Indeed, not to mention a foster daughter from the Ying Family, even for several rulers of the capital, Mu Heqing wouldn’t condescend to meet them personally.

Perhaps it was simply because he was busy and hadn’t seen her call.

Madam Mu closed her eyes again and continued to enjoy her massage.

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Twenty minutes later, in the office.

Ying Feifei had changed into a new set of clothes, but the putrid smell still lingered on her.

She stood to the side, sobbing intermittently and her crying grew louder and louder.

“Don’t cry, Feifei.” Lady Ying, who hurried over from the company, embraced her, terribly distressed, “Don’t cry, Don’t cry, Mommy will stand up for you.”

While consoling Ying Feifei, Lady Ying looked up with an ugly expression, “Teacher Xu, Feifei has always been obedient and never conflicts with classmates. You must give us an explanation for this incident.”

As she spoke, her gaze swept toward the girl standing by the door with palpable disgust.

“I really don’t know how the Elite Class could have a student like you, who does nothing right. Apologize at once!”

Lady Ying was so angry she could barely contain herself; if it weren’t for maintaining her dignity, she would have gone up and slapped her already.

“Lady Ying, please calm down,” Teacher Xu was very troubled, “We haven’t reached a conclusion about this incident yet, let’s get to the bottom of it first.”

“What’s there to ask?” Lady Ying burst out, “Feifei is already in this state, what else is there to question?!”

Lady Ying’s voice was loud, causing even the teachers in the other offices to be taken aback.

The English office was next door, and Teacher Deng also arrived.

As the office filled with more people, Lady Ying gained more confidence, “If the Elite Class doesn’t expel her, I’ll expose you all on Weibo!”

At these words, the teachers’ faces changed colors.

Teacher Xu was in a tough position, “Ah, Ying Zijin, you…”

Bullying a classmate was a punishable offense.

In severe cases, it could lead to expulsion.

Ying Zijin lifted her gaze, walked forward with one hand in her pocket, and smiled faintly, “Teacher Deng, may I borrow a computer please?”