After being blocked on WeChat, she changed to another account to add him again. This time she succeeded, but the messages she sent out sank like stones in the sea.
It seemed Lu Xun truly detested her, so Jiang Qiao gave up on harassing him via text.
She filled in the home address she had extracted from Zhao Kai into the delivery address field and began sending gifts to Lu Xun.
A watch worth over a hundred thousand, shoes and clothes costing more than ten thousand—anything she thought suited Lu Xun, she bought and had delivered directly to his home.
Yes! This was how the vicious heiress female supporting character expressed her love—so domineering, so unpretentiously extravagant!
Under such aggressive pursuit, within just three days, Lu Xun moved into the school dormitory and returned all the gifts completely unopened.
Jiang Qiao stared at the pile of unopened delivery boxes: “…………………”
[“Unsullied from the mud, incorruptible, heart as hard as iron, steadfast as a rock………”] she muttered phrase by phrase.
166 retorted: [“Maybe you should sign up for a language arts class.”] What nonsense was she spouting?
Jiang Qiao, with her spoiled and willful personality, pursued him with such grand gestures that within days, the story of “Jiang family’s young miss Jiang Qiao chasing after poor straight-A student Lu Xun” spread throughout the entire school.
Song Qingying bit her lip, absentmindedly poking her textbook with a pen. Beside her, Lu Xun appeared no different from usual.
When the class-ending bell rang, she couldn’t help but ask: “………I heard Jiang Qiao is pursuing you?”
Lu Xun frowned slightly, his tone indifferent: “Not sure.”
He didn’t seem to care about the matter, but Song Qingying still felt unsettled. She wanted to ask if he would like someone like Jiang Qiao, but she had no right to ask, which made her feel even more dejected.
However, remembering that Lu Xun had moved into the school dormitory, she cheered up again: “Would you like to have dinner together at the cafeteria?” Her face flushed as she shyly explained: “I’m a boarding student too, I can recommend some delicious options.”
“No need,” Lu Xun said politely, seemingly oblivious to her suddenly dimmed expression. “I’ve taken leave for the evening.”
It wasn’t a deliberate rejection—he genuinely had matters to attend to.
Song Qingying’s expression brightened as she smiled: “Alright, we can go together next time then.”
Noticing Jiang Qiao approaching, Lu Xun’s gaze flickered. The refusal he’d been about to voice circled in his mouth before being swallowed, and he said instead: “Okay, we’ll go together next time.”
His tone was gentle, completely unlike the cold annoyance he showed when facing Jiang Qiao.
Before Song Qingying could feel happy, the desk was suddenly slammed, followed by a girl’s angry voice: “What ‘okay’? Lu Xun, are you rejecting me for this country bumpkin?!”
Showtime!
After several days, she was finally performing the classic scene of the vicious female supporting character bullying the female lead.
Look at how pale the female lead’s little face was—if she were a man, she’d feel protective too.
[166, I’m truly awful.] Jiang Qiao sighed.
166, accustomed to her self-praise, felt awkward hearing her criticize herself and awkwardly comforted: [Just following the plot.]
[Right!] Jiang Qiao declared: [I can be even worse!]
166: [………………]
Song Qingying’s eyes reddened slightly while Jiang Qiao looked at her with contemptuous disdain, shamelessly attacking: “So you’re Song Qingying? What makes you think you’re qualified to compete with me?”
Proud as a little peacock, beautiful and noble, yet her words were purely malicious.
“Have you gone mute, Lu Xun? I’m asking what you promised her and what your relationship with her is?”
“Why is it that whenever I ask you out, you never agree, but when she asks, you immediately say yes?”
The girl’s incessant questioning buzzed in his ears, grating on his nerves. The curious gazes of surrounding classmates focused entirely on them.
Lu Xun’s irritation intensified, his voice cold as he said, “Jiang Qiao, haven’t you caused enough trouble?”
Caught off guard by his retort, Jiang Qiao froze momentarily.
Song Qingying bit her lower lip hard, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she put on a brave front: “Classmate Jiang, I may not compare to you in family background or appearance, but in terms of character and upbringing, you might not necessarily surpass me.”
Empowered by Lu Xun’s defense, Song Qingying spoke with newfound confidence: “My relationship with Lu Xun is none of your business, and there’s no need for you to know what we discussed.”
Jiang Qiao: “…………………”
Mocking laughter and derisive comments rose around them. Jiang Qiao’s eyes reddened with anger, but she refused to back down: “Lu Xun, is this how you truly feel too?”
Lu Xun seemed to hesitate briefly. He slowly lifted his eyelids and remained silent for a moment before responding indifferently, “…What if I said yes?”
“…………………”
Humiliated before everyone, Jiang Qiao skipped class without even asking for leave.
At a roadside mala tang shop, Jiang Qiao plopped down on a small stool and boomed: “Boss, extra numbing and spicy!”
“Coming right up!” the owner responded.
Jiang Qiao happily cracked open a cola and took a big gulp. Skipping class to eat mala tang and drink cola – nothing could be more satisfying!
Not a trace of her earlier distress remained on her face.
166 witnessed her chameleon-like acting skills and resisted the urge to roll its eyes: [Keep your voice down. If someone recognizes you, it could ruin your persona.]
Who had ever seen a wealthy young lady squatting at a roadside stall eating mala tang?!
166 found it truly puzzling. Though Jiang Qiao had been a top-tier celebrity in the real world, why did she seem so familiar with these kinds of street food stalls?
Not that it looked down on mala tang, but it really didn’t match a female celebrity’s image.
It pondered this and finally voiced its question.
Jiang Qiao used disposable chopsticks to lift a bundle of vermicelli, coated it thickly with sesame paste and chili oil, and popped it into her mouth. She squinted happily and said, “I wasn’t born a celebrity.”
Before becoming a star, her earliest identity had been that of an orphan. With the orphanage director’s support, she got the chance to attend school and was unexpectedly discovered by a talent scout.
When she received her first acting payment, she could finally eat mala tang without worrying about the price.
166 fell silent, refraining from its usual sarcastic remarks.
With 166’s chatter gone, Jiang Qiao could finally eat in peace. One bite of fortune bag, one bite of kelp sprouts – she ate with pure delight.
The shop owner was generous with the chili, making Jiang Qiao’s eyes water and her nose turn red from the spice. When she looked up and saw someone sitting across from her, she startled: “Cough cough cough…”
As everyone knows, choking while eating spicy food is pure torture. She coughed until tears streamed down her face.
The person opposite hurriedly produced a bottle of water, unscrewed it, and placed it in her palm. The boy’s voice was filled with unconcealed concern: “Are you okay? Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”
It was Zhou Yue, the one who had fallen for Jiang Qiao at first sight on the playground. He apologized, “I saw you eating so intently that I just sat down directly. I didn’t expect…”
He didn’t expect Jiang Qiao to react so strongly.
So it was her fault for being too timid!
Jiang Qiao shot him a fierce glare!
But with her eyes still shimmering with unshed tears, glistening like water, it held no real threat.