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"Please, take me out of here. I don't want to stay in this hellhole any longer," Zhang Mengdi pleaded with a pitiful look.
"Is this how you beg for help?"
Zhang Mengdi gritted her teeth and glared at me, finally managing to squeeze out a response, "I would rather die than kneel before you!"
What? Kneel? What on earth is going on in her head? How could she jump to such a humiliating thought?
"Please, don’t kneel to me. I’m afraid it might shorten my lifespan!"
Zhang Mengdi continued to grit her teeth and managed to say, "I won’t give Qiao Lianjiu to you either!"
Sweat... What a strange train of thought...
"Please don’t give him to me. I have no interest in him whatsoever."
Zhang Mengdi was taken aback, probably trying to figure out what I could possibly want if I didn’t want either of those two. After thinking for a moment, she squeezed out another line: "I don’t have any money to give you!"
"Hahaha!" I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. "I’m already a wealthy person myself; why would I need your little bit of money?" I said this with confidence, considering that the house Su Anrong bought was a villa, quite spacious enough for me to show off.
Zhang Mengdi’s face turned pale as she clutched her chest. "Then what do you want me to do?"
"Class Flower, please understand that right now, you are the one begging me. So instead of thinking about what I want, think about what you can offer me, got it? You’ve read so many books; how can you not grasp this simple logic? Secretary Su, how much time do we have left?"
Su Anrong paused for a moment before responding very cooperatively, bowing slightly and saying respectfully, "Miss You, there are two minutes left."
Zhang Mengdi's eyes nearly popped out; she must have never expected that just two days ago this Super Handsome Guy was pursuing me, and today he had become my loyal secretary.
"One minute and fifty seconds," Su Anrong began counting down.
Zhang Mengdi immediately started rambling, "I promise I won’t make things difficult for you anymore! I won’t compete with you for anything again! I won’t insult you anymore! I’ll listen to whatever you say! I’ll be your big sister; can I just not stay in the mental hospital? Please, Youmai Vegetable, it was just love that clouded my judgment! I swear I will never compete with you again..."
"When it comes to being your follower, that's fine, but as for stealing something, as long as you're happy, it doesn't matter to me. It's not my thing, and I'm not interested in stealing."
The process of bringing Zhang Mengdi out of the mental hospital went smoothly. I wasn't sure if it was because I had pretended to flatter the director or if Su Anrong had made arrangements in advance. In any case, I now had another follower.
"Xiao Zhang, you know what to say when we get back to school, right?" I asked coldly while sitting next to Zhang Mengdi.
Zhang Mengdi gritted her teeth, clearly unwilling to speak.
"Missing the luxurious suite of the mental hospital so soon?" I raised an eyebrow.
"I know! It was because I was under too much pressure that my mental state became an issue, which is why I had someone come to get you. The truth is… the one who really has problems is… is… me…" At this point, Zhang Mengdi began to sob and struggled to continue. After a long pause, she added, "You knew I would end up there sooner or later, so you didn't expose me at that time. Instead, you helped me build connections inside… so I wouldn't suffer there. The reason I could come out this time… is all thanks to your help… boo hoo..."
Zhang Mengdi cried with snot and tears, completely losing her image as the Class Flower. "Please let me go; I'll drop out. I won't show up in front of you again… boo hoo..."
"That's not what I'm saying, Zhang Mengdi. I never wanted you to drop out. I just want to tell you that you shouldn't do unto others what you don't want done to yourself. Before you think about harming others again, consider how it would feel if you were the one being hurt. This was just a lesson for you; there's no need for you to drop out. Continue as you wish; I won't make things difficult for you anymore."
I asked Su Anrong to stop the car near the school and said to Zhang Mengdi, "Get out! Take care of yourself."
Zhang Mengdi wiped her tears and looked at me in disbelief. "You really… let me go?"
"I never harmed you; what do you mean by letting you go? It's up to you whether you're willing to let yourself go." Wow, I didn't expect myself to say something so philosophical; it wasn't easy.
"I will! I will!" She nodded eagerly. "So I don't have to be your follower anymore?"
I paused for a moment—what kind of joke was that?
"Of course, you still have to! First, go back to school and tidy up my desk and bed! If there's anything I'm not satisfied with, hm hm hm..."
"Okay, I'm going!" Zhang Mengdi said as she hurriedly ran off.
Watching her flee in a panic, I suddenly felt a bit melancholic.
Su Anrong sensitively picked up on my emotions, "What's wrong?"
"I just feel like her posture has changed. She doesn't walk with her head held high anymore; she seems a bit hunched."
"After going through something like that, of course, she wouldn't feel confident. Do you feel guilty?"
"Of course... not guilty at all! Haha, I couldn't ask for more! This way, she doesn't look as pretty! I don't want a sidekick who's prettier than me!"
"..."
Seeing Su Anrong speechless, I suddenly remembered something and quickly moved to the passenger seat. "Garlic Paste, I feel like we haven't really talked about life after knowing each other for so long!"
"Wife, you don't need to be so subtle to thank me. Just jump on me directly. Although you're a bit heavy, I can handle it... Ah!"
Before he could finish his sentence, I pinched him hard. "Thank you? How dare you even mention thanks! You better explain clearly why I've become the mistress!"
"Wife, you just need to enjoy this outcome."
"Who in the world enjoys being treated as a mistress? Stop dodging the issue and explain right now!" Although I felt a bit pleased that he helped me torment Zhang Mengdi, this matter made me even more upset. A mistress? I, Youmai Vegetable, would never become someone’s mistress even if no man wanted me in this lifetime!
"I can explain this issue." Suddenly, two voices spoke in unison from under the seat, sounding somewhat familiar.
I searched around but couldn't find where they were.
"Queen, you're stepping on my tail!"
I quickly moved my foot away in fright, and two green-skinned Lizard Spirits jumped onto my lap. I had never seen them transform back into their original forms before and was too scared to move. "You... you..."
They quickly jumped to the back seat and transformed back into human form. Lizard Spirit A said, "Queen, we can help Lord Zunshang explain this matter."
B immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes! We can!"
Su Anrong shrugged, indicating that he didn't care; let them explain.
"The thing is, yesterday Lord Zunshang transformed into Qiao Lianjiu..." Then the two of them began to speak in unison, as if performing a duet.
"Wait, wait, wait. Are you saying he turned into Qiao Lianjiu to seduce Zhang Mengdi and had a candlelit dinner with her?"
"Exactly! And he even arranged to spend the night with Zhang Mengdi..."
"Be more precise with your words," Su Anrong coldly reminded.
Lizard Spirit A quickly changed the wording: "He was planning to go on a date that night, yes, a date. As a result, Zhang Mengdi was so excited she could hardly contain herself, practically wanting the whole world to know she was with Qiao Lianjiu. Soon enough, this news reached Qiao Lianjiu's ears. That muscle-bound simpleton heard himself being slandered and immediately flew into a rage. He went straight to Zhang Mengdi and publicly confronted her, telling her she was delusional and crazy! Of course, Zhang Mengdi didn't believe it. She spent the entire night entangled in various dramas and even knelt at the boys' dorm entrance crying for several hours. Now nearly the whole school knows about this... Hahaha!"
"So what does this have to do with me being the mistress?"
The two Lizard Spirits exchanged glances and finally concluded, "It seems like it has nothing to do with you, but Zhang Mengdi insists you're the mistress!" Lizard Spirit B said while scratching his head in confusion.
"Perhaps the problem lies with Qiao Lianjiu... Ah!"
The car suddenly slammed to a stop! Lizard Spirit A was thrown directly under the seat.
I nearly got knocked out too; when I looked up, I saw someone standing in the middle of the road...
It really was true that when you mention someone, they appear.
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