Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 829: Blessings and Disasters Rely on Each Other, Good and Evil Are Separated by a Thought!
Strange, where does this aura come from?
The arrogant girls across the way, their gazes suspiciously shifting back and forth on Wu Qianman.
As their eyes caught the sharp compass, reflecting a silver light, someone suddenly reacted: "Damn, let’s go, she’s a tough one!"
They vaguely remembered, before the college entrance examination there was a rumor, saying at a rural high school on Qingcheng’s side, a girl used a compass to stab and kill a boy who bullied her!
It was ultimately deemed self-defense, no charges!
This girl from the county couldn’t be thinking of doing the same thing and making big news, right?
The ones surrounding Bian Xiaohong were all from Imperial High School, their families not super wealthy but decently well-off, unwilling to confront the reckless Wu Qianman head-on.
Within seconds, these girls let go of Bian Xiaohong’s hand one by one, scattering like birds and beasts.
Bian Xiaohong, disheveled from the girls’ grasp, nervously clutched her collar, her lashes lowered, timidly glancing at Wu Qianman: "Th... Thank you..."
Next to her, Xi Rubao, a step late, swaggered forward and comfortingly patted Bian Xiaohong’s shoulder, then turned and playfully complained to Xi Zuzi: "Sis, you see, she stole one of my three good deeds today, I’m going to be out of a job, wah wah!"
Xi Zuzi chuckled: "Blessings and misfortunes always accompany each other, good and evil are just a thought away."
Wu Qianman was a bit embarrassed: "It was just a small gesture, not really a good deed..."
Then, like Xi Rubao, she gently patted Bian Xiaohong’s shoulder: "You’re called Xiao Hong, right? No need to thank me, just don’t compare the instructor’s looks to our Mr. Bo’s in the future..."
Speak of the devil and he shall appear.
Before Wu Qianman finished speaking, someone slowly walked out from the school clinic not far away,
His shoulder still bandaged, wearing an instructor’s training uniform, it was the Yan Instructor who Bian Xiaohong and others had been crushing on, only to get struck by lightning.
After all, with regular training, his physical fitness was good, so a simple bandage was enough for him to get back up, unlike Chu Qiaoen, who was still writhing on a hospital bed, needing renowned doctors to be called in by family.
Yan Instructor saw the familiar faces of Xi Zuzi and the others from afar and hurried over: "It’s you guys? What are you doing pulling at your classmate? Planning to bully her? At the previous pep rally, weren’t you the ones breaking the rules? Caught you red-handed!"
Finally, he had an outlet for his righteousness and frustration from being struck by lightning.
He spoke with particular moral assurance.
Bian Xiaohong, seeing the handsome guy of her dreams appear, began to blush even more, and hearing the implicit support in his words, was all the more delighted, looking down shyly, her timidness adding a touch of bashfulness: "I... I wasn’t..."
Her voice was so quiet only a mosquito could hear.
Xi Rubao was not willing to take this blame: "Hey, you’re supposed to be an instructor, can’t you think before speaking, which eye saw us bullying her?"
Yan Instructor: "Wasn’t it you who tore her clothes? Weren’t you the ones pushing her shoulder? I saw it with my own eyes!"
Wu Qianman speechlessly withdrew her hand from Bian Xiaohong’s shoulder.
Clearly, she was comforting, how did it become shoving?
Yan Instructor took a few steps forward, pulling Bian Xiaohong to his side, solemnly stating: "Don’t be afraid, just tell me honestly how they were bullying you, I’ll stand up for you. I can’t stand bullies!"
Bian Xiaohong, like a frightened little rabbit, stammered without managing to form a complete sentence: "I... I... it was..."
Xi Rubao, growing impatient, shouted: "Just tell him directly that he’s a fool who misunderstood!"
Even the usually gentle Wu Qianman bit her lip and said: "Tell him clearly who was actually bullying you!"
The more nervous Bian Xiaohong got, the less she could speak.
Yan Instructor frowned: "You are not allowed to intimidate the victim!"
It was a misunderstanding that deepened by the second.
Xi Zuzi raised her brow slightly, and in an unhurried tone, she said—
