Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

The issue with Dandan and the matter concerning Feng Xi were both forcibly suppressed by Luo Qianqian. She refrained from overthinking, fearing she couldn’t handle the mental disarray.

However, the school wasn’t all that quiet either.

After school that day, as usual, Luo Qianqian was getting ready to go home with Tang Tianyi. Unexpectedly, Tang Tianyi was called away by someone, claiming the director needed to talk to him.

Calling a newcomer who barely makes an appearance?

This made Luo Qianqian feel quite strange. Afraid something might happen to Tang Tianyi, she stayed in the classroom, waiting quietly for Tang Tianyi to come back so they could leave together.

Lu Mei and a few others had left, and soon the classroom was empty with students slowly trickling out, yet Tang Tianyi hadn’t returned. This made Luo Qianqian feel even more peculiar.

Furrowing her brows slightly, she was about to head to the office to find someone when she noticed the person who had called Tang Tianyi out return, handing her a mobile phone.

Looking at the unfamiliar phone, she frowned slightly.

But it didn’t perplex her for long, as the phone soon rang.

Just a string of numbers, without any other remarks or information.

Picking up the phone, the person on the other end asked, "Deng Yuqi, want to save your brother?"

It was Wang Yaen’s voice, carrying a mix of pride and provocation, seemingly retaliating for being scared by Luo Qianqian with a knife last time.

Last time, it was just the severed hair that startled her. Despite everything, Wang Yaen was someone who had seen the world and fought hundreds of fights; at least dozens. If a knife scared her that much, what’s the point?

"Where did my brother go?" Luo Qianqian’s voice was calm. She knew very well that if Tang Tianyi was in the hands of these people, there wouldn’t be much happening.

"Naturally... he’s in my hands. What do you think if I sleep with him and then toss him in the wild? If there’s a posthumous child, you’ll have to pamper me with good food and drinks... Hahaha..." Wang Yaen’s voice was full of arrogance, and with nothing else in her hand, Luo Qianqian could only quietly listen, ready to react.

"What do you want to do?" Luo Qianqian paused for a moment and then continued.

"You have three paths to choose from. First, you kneel and apologize to me and my sister, admit your stupidity loudly at the broadcast room ten times, and that’s it. I bet you won’t choose this." Wang Yaen let out a snort, like mocking, as she continued: "Once I say the options, you can’t go back and choose this one again."

"You’re really smart." Luo Qianqian didn’t say much, just chuckled and responded with this sentence.

Wang Yaen snorted, but her lips curved into a conspiratorial arc: "The second option is you become Wang Long’s girl for a month, with him covering you, we naturally won’t say anything. We might even apologize, calling you sister-in-law."

Luo Qianqian skeptically raised her eyebrows, realizing that this involved not just Wang Xue and Wang Yaen, but Wang Long was also part of it.

They investigated these three people, and they’re not even from the same family. Perhaps it’s just that Wang is a common surname, hence the ubiquitous "Wang the Neighbor."

If there’s a connection, there is one.

It’s that Wang Xue likes Wang Long, and Wang Yaen is a junior steward from the Tiger Head Gang, effectively Wang Long’s subordinate.

Therefore, Wang Yaen fully supports her sister’s pursuit of Wang Long.

The only issue is Wang Long’s indifferent attitude towards Wang Xue. This leaves Wang Xue feeling somewhat helpless.

Unexpectedly, a girl who transferred only a few days ago easily caught Wang Long’s attention. Wang Xue thinks it’s not that she’s unappealing, but rather others are seductive vixens, taking her spot.

Thus, every girlfriend Wang Long has will subtly face opposition from Wang Yaen.

For her sister’s wishes and to elevate her status, Wang Yaen goes to great lengths.

Breaking up relationships is trivial, something she’s been playing with for over two years.

But this Luo Qianqian is obviously different.

In this city, many would rather attend a private school than this high school, for the reason being it’s a school designed for unruly students.

Currently, eighty percent of the management level in major gangs are from Third Middle School.

Sixty percent of the lower-ranked members come from Third Middle School.

It’s not that there are no good people or successful ones from Third Middle School, but it’s as rare as finding a needle in a haystack.

Those seeking to study well would transfer out, with the highest transfer rate occurring at this high school.

Teachers generally leave within three years to go elsewhere.

"The third one?" Luo Qianqian lazily yawned, glanced at the two people outside the door, dejected, not picking up her backpack, she opened the window and calmly leaped down from the second floor.

Did they think they could block her at the door? Were they underestimating her?

"The third?" Wang Yaen scoffed: "All you have to do is sleep with Brother Long, and everything will be fine. Heaven has a path you won’t take; hell has no door, yet you insist on barging in?" The sinister look on her face was something she had expected.

After all, Luo Qianqian showed no signs of wanting to seduce or retreat strategically. There was no trace of interest in her eyes, so how could she possibly be interested in Wang Long?

"Yeah, got it. I choose none; quickly send him back or suffer the consequences yourselves." Saying this casually, she didn’t end the call but tossed the phone to the flowerbed next to her, casually walking home, looking completely at ease.

This was something Wang Yaen didn’t anticipate, and she glared at the phone while calling out; there was no response for quite a while.

As she called the people guarding the classroom door, they realized she wasn’t there...

"Are you all pigs!!!" Wang Yaen furiously hung up the phone, sitting in a private room, her face full of gloom.

Of course, Wang Long wasn’t there, but Tang Tianyi was also absent.

This meant, threatening Luo Qianqian was merely an empty threat, trying to catch a wolf with bare hands.

Luo Qianqian returned home and saw Tang Tianyi cooking. She raised an eyebrow: "Back so early?"

"Hmm, settled?" Tang Tianyi had a calm look: "Seeing those people, it’s meaningless to fight with kids, so I detoured to the market and, as it happens, tomatoes you like were cheap, so I bought some."

Luo Qianqian sniffed, looking delighted: "So many flavors I like, tomato fried eggs, corn ribs, tomato beef brisket, and, what’s this... sweet and sour what?"

"You have quite a keen nose," Tang Tianyi placed the last dish onto the table, smiling: "Sweet and sour ribs, but didn’t buy chicken wings as they were frozen, couldn’t get them done in time."

"Too bad Feng Xi is closed off." Luo Qianqian grinned mischievously, quickly washing her hands, and sat at the dining table.

Inside the pendant, Feng Xi gritted her teeth but was helpless.

The egg’s presence suppressed her, requiring her to stay in the pendant until hatching and is recognized as her owner.

Listening to their conversation, she silently shed tears and cursed endlessly, achieving nothing else.