Chapter 79: Withdrawal Self-Criticism

"I... I apologize for spreading rumors about Mu Youyu in Class A and hitting her, disrupting class order." Leng Yueyue's voice trembled, her gaze unconsciously sweeping the front row.

Gu Xingnan and Yu Ci, who usually sit beside Jiang Liangjin, are both absent.

All I can see is Jiang Liangjin sitting slightly askew in the main seat, his eyes on the girl beside him, not giving her a single glance.

"... I also shouldn't have pestered Gu Xingnan, using our engagement as an excuse to harass him."

Saying this, Leng Yueyue's voice suddenly caught.

She looked up and caught Leng Yueyou's half-smiling expression below the stage; her eyes instantly reddened.

Before coming, her father warned her that if she messed up again, he would kick her out of the Leng Family!

Thinking of that, she glared fiercely at Leng Yueyou.

Her manicure dug hard into her palm, forcing herself to continue.

"I also shouldn't have been rude to Jiang Liangjin or bullied Mo Song... I promise I'll never do it again."

Leng Yueyue lifted her reddened eyes and happened to meet Mu Youyu's gaze in the first row.

But the girl merely lifted her head from her phone screen half-heartedly, gave her a perfunctory curl of the lips, then lowered her head again.

Mu Youyu didn't understand why she kept lifting her head, looking around.

She then started playing a little game with Jiang Liangjin.

Leng Yueyue said humiliatingly: "To beg the students and teachers for forgiveness, I will withdraw from school starting today!"

She then gave a deep bow.

The audience below erupted in boos.

After all, any guys or girls who had spoken to Gu Xingnan before had been warned by Leng Yueyue.

"Huh——"

"Well said! Say it again!"

"Good!"

The people in Class A also spoke up.

"I don't see your sincerity; as a student, I won't forgive you!"

"Wow, first time seeing a withdrawal speech in a banquet hall! An eye-opener."

"Why not kowtow?"

Xia Chaoyi deliberately raised his voice: "No sincerity? Then get off the stage! Your outfit is rented, right? Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Leng Yueyou was surprised—this outfit really was rented by Leng Yueyue.

Bai Yun, however, looked up in surprise, her focus entirely different: "She also bullied someone?"

"Or Mo Song?"

"She's grown up in a wealthy family, but her household isn't strict, and they certainly wouldn't teach her to bully people!"

Mu Youyu heard it, lifted her head from her phone, and nodded at her: "It's kinda poetic justice."

Saying that, she glanced toward Mo Song two tables away—he wore a simple outfit, with Luo Yi sitting beside him, eating.

His face showed no expression; he didn't even glance at Leng Yueyue.

She then withdrew her gaze.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yueyue on stage sprang up and practically fled down the stairs.

"Young Master Jiang."

She clutched her dress, ran to Jiang Liangjin's side, and spoke with a deliberately softened, appeasing tone: "May I ask if Brother Xingnan is here? I... I want to apologize to him."

Jiang Liangjin instinctively turned sideways, shielding Mu Youyu behind him: "He's not available."

"I really know I was wrong!" Leng Yueyue's eyes reddened with urgency; she reached to tug his sleeve, but he avoided her with disgust.

Mu Youyu didn't know how she dared to do that.

Leng Yueyue said humbly: "I've already made a self-criticism and announced my withdrawal before the whole school; if he'll forgive me, I'll do anything!"

"Anything at all?" a mocking voice rang out.

Leng Yueyou didn't know when she had stepped in front of her, gave her a sideways glance, and said: "Well then, you might as well kneel and kowtow to Xiao You."

Jiang Liangjin raised his eyebrows, obviously thinking that was fine.

The Class A crowd turned their gazes toward her.

Leng Yueyue gritted her teeth: "What right do you have!"

Mu Youyu peeked out from behind Jiang Liangjin, her voice soft: "What right? Actually, it's nothing much—just last time you said I hit someone, leaving me feeling wronged for a long time."

As she said that, she blinked lightly, looking innocent and pitiful.

Jiang Liangjin's lips curled with a cold smile, yet his voice was gentle: "You're not wronged."

Leng Yueyue's face instantly flushed, her fingers clenched the hem of her dress, her face full of humiliation—how could she bear to apologize to Mu Youyu!

She met Jiang Liangjin's eyes, devoid of warmth, and finally gritted her teeth.

She turned and ran toward the exit, looking quite disheveled.

Mu Youyu also felt it was pointless.

Seeing this, Jiang Liangjin said: "Shall we keep playing the game?"

This is a new little game from Mu Xi, much more polite than the previous one where they'd scorn at the drop of a hat.

It's a kind of wisdom-based challenge game.

"Okay." Mu Youyu and he had just reached level five; hearing that, she nodded and tapped the red fireworks button that read "Congratulations on passing level five, you're awesome!"