Chapter 19: The Campus Bully 19

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Xining and Wang Zilong, along with two others, were giving their statements while the four fathers sat outside on a row of benches, chatting and discussing business. The lawyer stood nearby, listening attentively.

After Lao Wang finished recording the statement, he extracted footage from the dashcam and handed it over to the police.

Before leaving, the lawyer concluded: This matter could either be blown out of proportion or minimized—it all depended on An Xiyan's testimony.

By the time they left the police station, it was already late. Wang Zilong’s father, wanting to express his gratitude, insisted on treating everyone to dinner.

Xining linked arms with Mr. Li and smiled sweetly, “Uncle Wang, Zilong has the finals tomorrow and needs to rest well today. How about we celebrate after he wins the award?”

Mr. Wang chuckled, “They’ve grown up together; he cares about my boy even more than I do. Zilong doesn’t need to become a warrior in the future; tomorrow's just a formality. It’s just a simple meal!”

“Uncle Wang, you say the sweetest things,” Xining teased in a playful, coy manner, though she was far from shy—acting cute was an art form!

Since it was rare for everyone to gather, they all decided to have dinner together.

At the banquet, the four bosses were the main guests, with Wang Zilong’s mother playing a supporting role. The four children simply ate, occasionally teased by the adults; they responded appropriately without standing out.

After dinner, Wang Zilong’s car arrived with the driver. His mother, still a bit shaken, spoke to everyone but held Xining’s hand tightly: “Luckily, you went to pick up Zilong today. If something had really happened, we’d be in big trouble. Thank you so much!”

Once everyone got into their cars, Mr. Li was quite pleased. During dinner, he had discussed financial management with Leng Heming’s father, exploring ways to better invest idle company funds.

Back home, Mrs. Li couldn’t help but question Xining in detail.

Xining decided to tell everything—about the incident and more. She described Hua Zeyun’s looks, inheriting his eyes from his father and facial features from his mother, taking the best from both. She also mentioned that Mr. Leng, despite his reserved nature, was a businessman who spoke concisely and precisely.

After hearing this, Mrs. Li frowned, “Is she the girl from the birthday party?”

“Yes,” Xining smiled, “The lawyer said this matter could be either big or small, depending on her account.”

“If she’s an acquaintance…” Mrs. Li shook her head. Even if she wasn’t experienced in life’s hardships, she had heard enough to suspect the worst. “That girl is truly scheming.”

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Finally, suspicion crept in. Xining smiled faintly, claiming she was tired and went to bed.

The next day, at the finals, An Xiyan didn’t show up, claiming she was unwell. Meanwhile, yesterday’s incident had already become the talk of the town. Rumors swirled that An Xiyan had asked a troublemaker to stage a scene at school to get Wang Zilong’s attention, with some even alleging they were dating.

The more it was talked about, the darker the story became. An Xiyan’s once radiant reputation couldn’t withstand the gossip. Even a few die-hard fans rose to her defense, but they couldn’t silence the tide of public opinion.

Xining remained silent, her arm in a triangular bandage, sitting quietly and listening without comment.

Such is the world: when someone is good, everything about them is good; when they fall out of favor, everything is bad.

Though An Xiyan was absent, Wang Zilong, feeling a slight disappointment, still performed brilliantly. Known for consistently ranking at the city level, he clinched first place this time.

The principal was overjoyed. After playing mahjong, Mrs. Li said that even Wang’s previously unsupportive father was beaming with pride upon hearing about his son’s victory.

Xining sneered inwardly, thinking, “It should be this way.” Earlier, the storyline had Wang Zilong in the hospital with a bandaged abdomen, smooching with Hei Xinlianhua.

That kiss hadn’t solidified their relationship; afterward, Wang still treated her as “sister.”

An Xiyan, once the pitiable orphan, had become the queen of gossip. At school, she sat alone, ignored by everyone.

Time passed swiftly. Xining chose the day in the story when she was expelled. She said she needed to visit the hospital, took three full days off, and spent her time lying at home, watching TV and sleeping.

Before her break ended and she returned to school, news arrived.

An Xiyan claimed to know the troublemaker who harassed her, so those guys escaped prosecution. Among the five young ruffians, two were minors. All adults received three days of administrative detention; the ringleader, who pulled a knife, was detained for seven days.

Mrs. Li clicked her tongue, shaking her head: “She looked like such a good girl; who would have thought she was like this?”

She didn’t say aloud what she truly thought: People will do anything for money.

Though Xining still sat in the last seat, she didn’t want to move. Graduation was only three months away, and this spot gave her a clear view of every corner of the classroom.

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An Xiyan sat there all alone. Being sensitive, she perceived every whisper as gossip about her. When she felt wronged, she would bury her face on the desk and cry.

But no one comforted her; instead, they believed she cried on purpose to gain sympathy.

Seeing this, Xining felt immensely satisfied! According to the previous storyline, Li Qingyu would have been expelled by now, hiding at home, feeling deeply aggrieved, waiting to study her final year abroad three months later.

At that time, no one sympathized with her; her parents felt ashamed and had to console the hurt Li Qingyu lovingly while making arrangements for her overseas schooling. If it weren’t for their wealth, spending an extra year abroad would have cost a fortune.

An Xiyan had tried to reach out to the school heartthrobs, tearfully insisting that the troublemaker was a neighbor she’d known since childhood, whom she’d always regarded as a brother. Despite his momentary lapse, she didn’t want to hurt him and pleaded with the police to drop charges, asking for a chance for him, and so on.

He Yuxuan smiled gently: “An Xiyan, as long as you believe you did the right thing, that’s what matters. I have other matters to attend to—excuse me!”

Hua Zeyun smiled as brightly as a peach blossom: “Beauty, whether I know or not isn’t important. You should explain this clearly to Wang Zilong.”

Wang Zilong furrowed his brows but patiently listened through. “It’s better to avoid people like this. I hope he’ll take your face into consideration and mend his ways. I have to go now—if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.”

No matter how tearful, fragile, or pitiful An Xiyan appeared, it couldn’t stop them from leaving.

The lice on the bald head—an obvious truth. Even if there truly was no relationship and the harassment was one-sided, thinking only about protecting the troublemaker ignores the possibility that they might get stabbed. And since they all claim to be “brothers”—him, the troublemaker, everyone—the endless “brother” talk made them look like fools.

Leng Heming was even more direct, coldly retorting, “What’s it to me?” Then he turned and left without looking back.

Haha, Xining secretly laughed uproariously. Hei Xinlianhua, who wanted everything, now couldn’t get a single thing!