Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 80 What Exactly Did She Do Wrong? _1

As Eleven and Ye Wanjun entered the school gate, they detected something was off with the first glance that came their way. It was a problematic look.

It was just like...

The same look people gave her when a rumor spread in school that she was available for a hundred bucks a night.

A loud "thunk" caught them both off guard as an egg smashed onto Eleven’s head, with the yolk and the whites mixing and trickling down her forehead.

"Damn it! Who did that! Stand up and face me now...what the hell! Who was that!" Ye Wanjun was livid. But before she could finish her sentence, she too was pelted with an egg.

"Fang Eleven! You revolting creature! Get out of West Shadow now! You’re polluting it! Being in the same place as you is utterly disgusting!"

If there was any previous speculation without evidence, now, the proof was indisputable!

So she was the student rumored to be expelled from West Middle. Thus, all the previous gossip was not actually groundless!

Suddenly, countless photos and gigantic posters were thrown at their feet.

Eleven and Ye Wanjun were both stunned.

The poster featured the only picture of Eleven that had ever appeared in a magazine. It showed her disheveled and covered in love bites in a Presidential suite, reportedly on the night she had slept with Gu Liancheng.

The fact that these images had been turned into posters indicated that someone had dredged up her past on purpose, intending to destroy her reputation at West Shadow completely.

Eleven started attending West Shadow a year late, so by that time, the fuss about the incident had died down. Nobody remembered Eleven and she had managed to slip through up to this point unnoticed.

"What kind of lady do you think you are? Does a lady of your stature need to act so shamelessly!? Fang Eleven, you were already this dirty then! Get the hell out of West Shadow!"

"Get out!"

A large group, seemingly prepared for the onslaught, surrounded Eleven and Ye Wanjun. They had been ready from the early morning, waiting for the moment Fang Eleven set foot in West Shadow. Unfortunately, Ye Wanjun was also caught up in the turmoil.

The commotion drew a larger crowd from West Shadow. They joined the spectacle, throwing eggs and cabbages at them as if they were free. Because these attacks were not physically harmful, the security guards let the revelry continue.

From a distance on the second floor, Yao Ruoshui stood watching the scene and felt a great sense of satisfaction.

She had waited too long for this day.

"Where did you find these old photos? I thought they’d all been deleted by someone."

"I have my ways."

Yao Ruoshui laughed, not caring about how the pictures were procured. She sneered, "Fang Eleven is such an idiot, she won’t even know when she’s been sold."

The shadowy figure didn’t speak but simply watched the scene. Suddenly, the figure turned and left.

The actions of the shadow felt as strange to itself as if it were unfamiliar.

But what did it matter? This was what gave it satisfaction.

...

Ye Wanjun was struggling to dodge the projectiles while hurling curses back at the mob. But they were too many, and the onslaught was relentless. She felt helpless against the barrage.

Eleven stood still, eyes closed to the egg whites trickling down her eyelids.

She simply stood there, making no more moves to dodge or shield herself, as if realizing these efforts were futile. She silently bore the humiliation.

There was a moment where she felt incredibly empty, as though something deep within her had been stirred, causing profound sadness.

What had she done wrong?

Why could it be that she... or these people...

Why did they have to treat her this way?

"Eleven! You fool! why are you just standing there!"