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"Call the police! Arrest him! Scum! Good-for-nothing! You deserve to die! How could you treat a girl like Class Flower that way? You will pay for this!"
The crowd was filled with several burly men, their fists clenched as they slowly approached Ye Jingtai. He cursed inwardly, realizing that these fence-sitters had suddenly transformed into champions of justice. Damn it, someone must have set me up on purpose! The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He took a large gulp of beer, the bitter liquid sliding down his throat, but it did nothing to extinguish the raging fire of fury within him.
The sycophants of Class Flower were searching for him like rabid dogs, vowing to avenge their goddess. He had already been cornered twice; if he hadn’t run fast enough, he would have likely ended up with a bruised face by now.
" Brother Tai, look at the forum! They’re saying it was you!" one of his underlings pointed at his phone screen, his face pale with fear.
Ye Jingtai snatched the phone away. The screen displayed several blurry photos along with various unsavory comments. He trembled with rage, wanting nothing more than to smash the device into pieces. These idiots have no brains at all! If I really wanted to do that, would I need to be so sneaky? Ye Jingtai gritted his teeth in anger. Though he was cynical and reckless, he would never stoop to such despicable behavior.
He wandered aimlessly around campus, feeling like a rat scurrying through the streets, everyone wanting to take a shot at him. Suddenly, he thought of Class Flower, the woman who once smiled sweetly at him but carried an air of arrogance. He had believed he could control her, only to find himself played like a fool in the end.
Damn it! Ye Jingtai slammed his fist against the wall, pain shooting through his hand, yet he felt no pain—only endless anger and resentment.
The noisy crowd surged like a tide around him, trapping Ye Jingtai in the center like a small boat on the verge of capsizing. Shouts and jeers filled the air; someone even threw a water bottle at him. The drink poured down his hair and stuck to his face like glue.
Wiping his face, he revealed a fierce grin. "Shut the hell up! I didn’t do anything!"
Among the crowd, Zhang Xiaowei watched coldly. With his hands in his pockets and a barely noticeable smirk on his lips, he thought about how foolish Ye Jingtai was—used as a pawn without even realizing it.
He recalled that night when he saw a familiar figure making a secretive phone call. The malicious tone and smugness in their voice lingered in his memory. Although he hadn’t caught all the details, he was almost certain that this incident was closely tied to Su Wanqing.
Class Flower, what a pity. He had been so close to success; just one more step and he could have had the proud Lin Shu Yao beneath him, admiring her beauty. Now, everyone in school knew about her scandal—her reputation was utterly ruined.
The more Zhang Xiaowei thought about it, the angrier he became. His opportunity had flown away just like that; he couldn’t swallow this anger! Turning away from the noisy crowd, he headed towards the girls' dormitory. He needed to find Su Wanqing and thank her for what she had done.
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