Chapter 3: This Isn't Over!

"What do you mean you didn't chase him?! We all saw you run after him to the front desk. We tried to stop you, but it was too late!"

"And what was that about 'Don't think you can get away with this'? So shameless!"

"Exactly! Don't think you can just chase after someone like Gong Che. He's not some ordinary handsome guy! He's the heir to the Gong family fortune, worth billions!"

"If you don't have the backing of one of the top families, major companies, or top tycoons, you should stop dreaming about being with Gong Shao!"

"Right, he speaks six languages, has won countless awards, has an IQ of 200, is a ten-time champion, and on top of all that, he's super handsome. Gong Shao would never look at a poor girl like you!"

Everyone's eyes were like searchlights focused on Cheng Xiaoyou, scrutinizing and contemptuous.

The girl standing before them looked like she had just rolled in the dirt, her face dirty and disheveled. The neat ponytail she had earlier was half undone, and now her hair was a mess, the hair tie lost somewhere. Her clothes were covered in stains, making her look incredibly shabby.

"Ugly and obnoxious, shameless and poor!"

"I've seen clingy people, but never someone this clingy!"

...

Cheng Xiaoyou was furious at their words and couldn't stand to argue with them. She angrily pushed through the mocking crowd and rushed out through the back door she had come in.

When she got outside, she realized she had stormed into a grand hall that looked just like the Gothic theaters she had seen on TV. It was huge and magnificent.

How could she have not noticed where she was going, just blindly following him inside?

The most she'd ever done was stand up in class to recite something in front of her classmates, and she had already thought that was a big deal!

Now she had said such things in front of the entire school!

So embarrassing!

She would probably never be more mortified than she was today!

Her emotions were all over the place, her face changing from pale to red to dark. She looked at the red Aston Martin parked at the entrance, and anger surged through her, burning away all reason!

Did that Gong Che think this would stop her? Dream on!

He might have left, but his car was still here!

This isn't over!

Cheng Xiaoyou rummaged through her bag and pulled out a bottle of correction fluid. A super top student, right? Heir to a massive fortune, right? A ten-time champion, right? So handsome it's ridiculous, right?

Does that mean he can hit someone and not apologize? What kind of world is this?

She circled the car, looking for a good spot to leave her mark. Finally, she decided on the front windshield.

Shaking the correction fluid, Cheng Xiaoyou wrote "Apologize, Jerk" in large letters on the windshield.

She even added three big exclamation marks at the end.

"Jerk, who gave you permission to mess with my car?!"

A furious voice sounded behind her, and her hair was suddenly yanked hard from behind, dragging her to the ground.

Her scalp hurt so much it felt like chunks of her hair were being pulled out.

Sitting on the ground, Cheng Xiaoyou looked at the hair in her hand and couldn't help but shout, "Gong Che, you bastard! You hit a girl! You're worse than an animal!"

"Do you have a grudge against Che?"

A handsome face appeared in front of her, curious and completely different from the violent person who had just pulled her hair.

But more striking than his stunning looks was his bright red hair, shining in the sunlight.

Not dark red or brownish-red, but pure, vibrant red. Though it seemed arrogant, it suited his perfect features perfectly.

Anyone else with this hair would look like a lunatic or a thug.

But this guy made it look natural, especially with the diamond earring sparkling in his left ear. He looked bold and unrestrained.

His eyes seemed to have a touch of gold, and he eyed her up and down before scoffing, "You think you even deserve to carry Che's shoes!"

Such arrogance, as if he were a god looking down on mortals.

Cheng Xiaoyou's anger flared again. What's with these rich kids? Why do they all think they're so superior, that others aren't even worthy to serve them?

St. Yu Academy might be a private school with a noble background, but it's supposed to turn the worst students into top talents.

And St. Yu is known as a training ground for top universities, with its top graduates getting into prestigious schools.

But before these people become praised talents, are they all this arrogant?

She was about to retort when the guy suddenly changed his expression, shouting like a child, "It was you! You dared to mess with my car! Do you know how long I waited for this custom car?!"

"Your car?"

Cheng Xiaoyou's confidence faltered. What was he saying? This car was his?

"Whose car would it be? Apart from me, who else deserves such a color?" Shangguan Yao said angrily, pointing to his hair and then to the car, rolling his eyes at her.

Big, serious problem!

Cheng Xiaoyou awkwardly scratched her head, "Sorry, I thought it was Gong Che's car!"

"You thought it was Che's?" Shangguan Yao gave her a suspicious look, then got even angrier, "You think you can mess with Che's car?! Are you tired of living?"

"Uh, actually, he hit me with his car this afternoon and didn't apologize, so..." Cheng Xiaoyou didn't know how to explain, but no matter what, she was in the wrong.

"Are you one of those scammers?" Shangguan Yao looked her up and down again, "Aren't scammers usually middle-aged? Now it seems they're getting younger!"

"Who are you calling a scammer? I was walking, and he hit me!" Cheng Xiaoyou stood up, furious. Since being hit by Gong Che, nothing good had happened!

"Are you Iron Man?" Shangguan Yao sneered at her.

"Uh?" Cheng Xiaoyou didn't understand what he meant.

"If you're not Iron Man, how could you get hit by a sports car and be unharmed?!" Shangguan Yao smirked. Did she think his car was made of paper?