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"Nothing much! Nothing much! We're just glad to see you grow so much in a month!" Chen Yi said, trying to deflect the conversation before delivering a sharp remark. It seemed that the sister had indeed taken a hit.
Lin Menghan noticed he had let something slip and quickly stepped on his foot, causing him to yelp in pain.
"Huh? Lin Menghan?" Xu Nancheng cleverly caught the key point. "Wasn't she just pushed? How did it turn into a slap?"
"Oh dear, I was just worried you might get carried away! Besides, I really don't have anything going on!" Lin Menghan said, realizing she couldn't escape Xu Nancheng's questioning gaze. She stomped her foot and decided to come clean.
"Well then, don't lie to me again, okay?" Lin Menghan imagined a reprimand that never came. Instead, Xu Nancheng gently asked for her opinion and softly stroked her hair.
"Okay! I promise, Nancheng," Lin Menghan replied, relieved that things were fine. She couldn't push her luck any further.
"Hehe, that's my Lin Menghan!" Xu Nancheng beamed with a smile and pinched her soft cheek, causing her to blush instantly.
Xu Dong watched the scene unfold with disapproval, rubbing his nose and shaking his head. "Ah, the smell of young love!"
Seeing him tease her like that made Lin Menghan feel a bit guilty for Xu Dong. She ran over and patted his shoulder. "Brother Xu Dong, don't worry! I think your love life will come around soon."
"Cough cough! I think class is about to start; let's go," Wang Xinyue hurriedly pulled Lin Menghan toward the classroom. Xu Nancheng quickly followed them, not wanting to let Lin Menghan be dragged away alone.
As for Xu Dongchen, he felt something was off about the two girls but didn’t dwell on it. He exchanged glances with his friends and waved them off as they headed toward the classroom.
Monday was reserved for the flag-raising ceremony, so the seniors had more free time. When they arrived at the classroom, they noticed there were still a few minutes before class began.
Lin Menghan turned around and saw their desks in complete disarray. The surface was covered with chalk scribbles filled with insults—though messy, they were still legible and somewhat elegant.
As they each looked at their own desks, it was no surprise that they were all in shambles, including Xu Dongchen and Wang Xinyue.
The group was furious; they probably all wanted to gang up on whoever did this.
At that moment, Xu Dong clenched his fists and approached the student sitting next to Xu Nancheng's desk. He slapped the table and pointed at Xu Nancheng's seat with an angry tone full of authority. "Who did this?"
The student jumped in surprise and quickly looked around. After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke up. "It was Shen Yaoqi who wrote it; Dai Yan messed up the desk." It seemed he was intimidated by seeing the class monitor so furious and took a while to finish his sentence.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" The student nodded timidly.
"Case closed!"
Lin Menghan, who usually had a good temper, could no longer hold back her anger. "Don't blame me for being ruthless."
Without saying another word, she walked straight to Shen Yaoqi's desk, picked up her backpack, and first placed it on her own desk. She wiped it down until it was clean before placing it on Xu Nancheng's desk and doing the same there. Finally, she went through each person's desk in order.
The other four watched in shock as Lin Menghan took these actions. By the time they processed what was happening, none of them thought to stop her; after all, they knew they had brought this upon themselves.
Of course, they weren't idle either. First, they rummaged through everyone's belongings on their desks, and then they messed up the two of their seats. Among this group was Xu Nancheng. Normally, he wouldn't go this far, but with Lin Menghan among the victims, he simply couldn't hold back!
As Shen Yaoqi reached the classroom door, she saw Lin Menghan throw her backpack onto Shen Yaoqi's desk.
"What are you doing?!" Shen Yaoqi couldn't take it anymore. How could she treat her belongings like that? She caught the bag and shouted at Lin Menghan, even raising her hand as if to hit her.
The outcome was predictable; Xu Nancheng grabbed her wrist. "I won't hit a girl! Please show some restraint!"
Then Xu Nancheng shook her hand off, causing Shen Yaoqi's arm to ache. She kept rubbing her arm, sulking quietly at her desk while stifling her sobs.
He turned to Lin Menghan, his gaze softening again, his tone filled with concern. "Lin Menghan, are you okay?"
Lin Menghan smiled and shook her head. "With Nancheng around, how could anything be wrong?"
At that moment, Dai Yan strolled into the classroom through the back door, his steps a bit unsteady as if he had just returned from somewhere. Upon entering, he noticed Shen Yaoqi sitting at her desk, quietly crying. He initially wanted to ask what had happened, but just then the class bell rang, so he took his seat instead.
When the teacher walked in, Shen Yaoqi hurriedly wiped away her tears. After all, she knew she was in the wrong; whether it was for writing or anything else, she had no justification.
During class, Lin Menghan sat far away from Shen Yaoqi, almost half a seat apart, not wanting to see her. However, being distant from Shen Yaoqi meant being closer to Xu Nancheng, so their hands were rather restless beneath the desks—each playfully tugging at the other.
When the class finally ended, Dai Yan jumped to the back of the room and reached Wang Xinyue's desk. "Are you sick or something? Talking bad about me during class! Did you think I wouldn't hear?"
Wang Xinyue stood up defiantly, slamming her hands on the desk. Her voice was delicate yet powerful. "Are you crazy? You think I don't know who messed up my desk?"
"You bastard!" Without further ado, Dai Yan clenched his fist and aimed for Wang Xinyue's head.
Knowing she couldn't possibly win against him, Wang Xinyue quickly shut her eyes and covered her head with her hands.
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