I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 29 - 26: The Spoiled Rich Kid Gets Angry

Ten o'clock at night, Ji He finally emerged from a round of gaming, feeling joyful, he tossed his phone aside and went to take a shower.

When he picked up his phone again after drying his hair, it seemed like his hair was about to explode from how obligingly it was clinging to his scalp.

The person who never takes the initiative to contact him, God Ji Ji Yanchen, actually sent him a WeChat message today—could it be that tomorrow morning the sun will rise from the west?

Ji He wiped his wet hands on his pajamas and hurriedly unlocked his phone to check WeChat, and sure enough, it was a message from Ji Yanchen.

Ji: She added me on WeChat.

Sent at 20:42.

Seeing this message, Ji He was even happier than Ji Yanchen himself.

He eagerly typed several lines in the chat box, not even sending them out yet when a phone call came through.

Swearing inwardly, Ji He answered the call with a smile on his face, "Hello, Fang, what's the matter so late at night?"

On the other end of the phone, Fang Jin's voice was all business: "Senior Ji, just letting you know to take a look at the school forum when you're free. As another admin, I'm not sure if I should delete this post or not."

Ji He frowned, "What post?"

"Just go and check it out for yourself, Senior Ji. Goodbye."

She hung up the phone crisply and cleanly.

Snorting at his phone, Ji He thought, "Why is Junior Sister acting so high and mighty?"

No matter how important the matter, it wasn't as important as God Ji's. Filled with excitement, Ji He sent Ji Yanchen a bunch of lousy ideas on how to proceed. Without waiting for God Ji to reply, he then opened the school forum.

At half-past ten at night, Ji He really blew up.

The post titled "School Beauty and LQR" had hot word tags floating in red.

Fuck, Ji He scratched his hair in irritation, who the hell is so blind? Talking about the school beauty is fine, but why drag Li Qingran into this?

Before he even finished reading one post, a WeChat notification from Fang Jin popped up.

Fang: Senior Ji, just a friendly reminder not to rush deleting the post. Take a look at the top post I just pinned.

Ji He's fingers trembled as he exited the current post to see the one titled "I am Song Shize" pinned by Fang Jin at the top.

Ji He clicked to read it. Song Shize didn't beat around the bush, just a few sentences:

Fellow students, enjoying the drama?

Oh, what if I told you that the short, fat, and unattractive person blocking Li Qingran outside the door in the second picture is me.

Is this melon tasty or what?

I have only one thing to say.

To the one who posted, I don't care who you are. If you don't apologize before midnight tonight, just wait for me to track down your ID and see you in jail for violation of portrait rights.

By then, calling me grandpa won't help you!

Also, the day before yesterday was my birthday, and I had Li Qingran and Luo Lan celebrate with me. What's the big deal? Is it illegal?

—Song Shize

Song Shize also took a photo from an angle inside a KTV private room, capturing his face and Li Qingran's face in high definition.

The same clothes, the same place, and even the position of his arm blocking Li Qingran was exactly the same as in the previous photo.

A lot of students who had just gotten their hands on some juicy gossip were now even more blown away.

The second-floor reply was from Xie Ying'an, who used his own name as his forum name, and the content of the reply was a picture of him beating up Song Shize.

Song Shize replied beneath the second floor: Fuck, you actually posted this picture, have I no shame?

Then the third floor was replied to by school bully Li Qingmo, also with a photo, in which he stands together with Li Qingran in the private room.

Li Qingmo said on the fourth floor: Dare to sneak my sister away for your birthday celebration without a word, are you looking for death!

Fuck, the school bully Li Qingmo is actually the older brother of the good girl from high school sophomore year, Li Qingran?

Next, Ji He watched as the style of this forum went completely off track.

Fifth floor (anonymous): Ahhh, turns out the school bully is my brother (dog head to save my life)

Sixth floor: I heard long ago that Li Qingran comes from a good family, how could she possibly do anything for money.

Seventh floor: I'm just curious, who's the forum admin who made the post?

Eighth floor: Same here, such malice in someone so young is a bit frightening. @Song Shize, big shot, you must eliminate this scourge for the people!

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Twenty-first floor: I can't deal with this anymore, I can't handle it. If someone comes out to admit their mistake among the previous posts, remember to call me out.

Twenty-second floor: I'm going to sleep too, tonight's drama was too satisfying, this twist was awesome.

Twenty-third floor: Although I'm also sleepy, I won't go to bed, I have to stay up until midnight.

24th Floor: Equally, I hope the anonymous forum moderator admits their mistake soon.

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At that moment, Song Shize lay bored on the hospital bed, fiddling with his phone, occasionally glancing at the attendant's bed.

Xie Ying'an and Li Qing Mo sat with grim expressions on the attendant's bed, while Qingran sat on the other side, her eyelids drooping with sleepiness.

Xie Ying'an drew the curtain shut in the middle and then looked at Qingran, "You should get some sleep first. I'll wake you up when it's midnight."

He walked out with Li Qing Mo in tow.

Qingran did indeed feel sleepy, but she couldn't sleep at all in this unfamiliar place.

Outside, Song Shize refreshed the school forum on his phone from time to time.

At 11:23, his face looked remarkably awful.

Seeing Xie Ying'an and Li Qing Mo coming out, he glanced over the curtain, Qingran's figure obscured by the white curtain.

He sneered at Xie Ying'an, "You dare to come here? Don't you know my old man wants you dead?"

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Xie Ying'an lifted his chin with his eyebrows furrowed and his voice several degrees lower, "I'm here of my own will, feel free to make a move."

Song Shize cursed under his breath and looked away, too lazy to bother with them.

When Mr. Song learned that his son nearly had his teeth knocked out, he was indeed enraged. He always had a tit-for-tat nature. With his son being beaten, how could he swallow this grudge?

However, after his subordinates investigated Xie Ying'an's family background, he chose to keep the peace, considering it started with his own family's disgrace.

Mr. Song even berated Song Shize in this very ward and bluntly said that one day, his official cap and career would be destroyed by his unfilial son.

Song Shize was not stupid; he knew the identity behind Xie Ying'an was not someone his father could afford to provoke.

The grudges between men often required fists to resolve, of course, but he'd have to wait until he was discharged from the hospital.

The two guys who couldn't stand each other had nothing to say to one another.

Li Qing Mo was speechless towards Song Shize—a grown man with a few loose teeth actually made a serious fuss about staying in the hospital.

But he had already mockingly taunted Song Shize in eighteen different ways upon arriving, infuriating him to the point of grinding his teeth.

At 11:46, Song Shize licked his sore teeth and clicked his tongue impatiently.

Li Qing Mo scoffed, "Be careful you don't lick your teeth out."

Song Shize rolled his eyes and didn't bother responding.

They refreshed the school forum again, but there were no new posts.

Song Shize couldn't help but mockingly laugh, "The poster really knows how to hold their breath."

Li Qing Mo squinted his eyes and clenched his phone, "If I find out who it is, I'll personally break their damn legs."

Song Shize stretched lazily on the bed, "I'm the victim here; is it even your turn to act?"

Li Qing Mo glanced at him, "Don't you see? The poster's main target is Li Qingran."

Song Shize spat out disdainfully, "Bullshit! It's clearly against me, photoshopping me to be short and ugly, damn it!"

Li Qing Mo seriously sized up Song Shize, then glanced at Xie Ying'an, and nodded, "Look at Xie Ying'an and then look at you, you are indeed ugly."

Damn, why does that sound so familiar?

Two minutes before midnight, not just the few of them, even Ruan Ruan was sending WeChat messages to Qingran.

Ruan Ruan: Ranran, I don't think the poster will come forward.

Ruan Ruan: Speaking of which, will the spoiled rich kid really send the poster to jail? If it's true, I would admire them for being manly.

Qingran barely opened her eyes to glance at her buzzing phone next to her ear, overwhelmed by drowsiness, and ultimately, she didn't pick it up to look.

At 00:00, the school forum was silent, and the expressions of Xie Ying'an and Li Qing Mo were as still as water. It seemed like only they took this farce seriously.

Song Shize lost his mood for jokes; the two girls mentioned in the post were involved in the public opinion maelstrom because of him. If this matter didn't come to a satisfying conclusion, without thinking, he could guess how the other students would view them with peculiar gazes in the future.

Xie Ying'an stepped out of the ward and dialed a phone number. His youthful eyes lacked any brightness as he held the phone to his ear and spoke to the person on the other end, "Help me investigate, please."

After hanging up, the youth pinched his brow, showing a hint of weariness.

Li Qing Mo also walked out, closing the door behind him, and then leaned against the wall.

"Got a cigarette?" Xie Ying'an asked, turning his head toward him.

Li Qing Mo shook his head, "I could use one myself."

After a moment's silence, Li Qing Mo added, "Song Shize might have some."

Xie Ying'an took a deep breath, recallnig Qingran alone with Song Shize in the ward. His expression darkened, and he turned to re-enter the ward.

Song Shize continued to post tough words online, but at this time, even the onlookers were few.

Seeing Xie Ying'an come in, Song Shize quickly raised three fingers swearing, "I've hired someone to check the poster's ID. This started because of me; I will give you an explanation."

Xie Ying'an couldn't be bothered to look at him and went straight to the behind the curtain.