Chapter 127

The noble lady, upon hearing this, looked at Su Ruo with immediate dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with you, classmate? Why are you occupying my family's Ranran's bed and refusing to move?"

Alright, seeing you're young, we won't hold it against you—quickly give up the bed! We'll pretend this never happened.

That pretended magnanimous attitude really made Su Ruo laugh in anger: "Your bed? Does it have your name written on it? If you call it, does it answer?"

The noble lady seemed to be encountering someone like Su Ruo for the first time; instantly her face flushed with anger, but she, considering herself high-born, disdained to argue with Su Ruo, angrily pointing at Su Ruo and questioning the dorm supervisor: "This is your school's student, and this is their quality!"

The dorm supervisor auntie looked embarrassed at the noble lady; logically, the school's beds are first-come, first-served.

Su Ruo had already made up her bed; she couldn't force others to give it up, but she couldn't afford to offend the lady before her.

After the dorm supervisor hesitated, she finally turned to Su Ruo and said: "This classmate, Feng Xiran's health is poor, so sleeping on the upper bunk is inconvenient for her; could you please give up your bed for her?"

Facing the dorm supervisor, Su Ruo was a bit polite and didn't directly retort, after all, she would still be living here; causing too much tension wouldn't be good.

Sorry, teacher, my health is also poor; I can't climb up and down, so I'm sorry but I can't give up this bed.

The dorm supervisor was momentarily speechless, but since Su Ruo had already said that much, what else could she say! She couldn't possibly say: "Feng Xiran's life is more valuable than your Jin Gui, so you must switch beds!"

As a teacher, she really couldn't say such a thing; years of professional training also prevented her from doing such a thing.

The dorm supervisor had no choice but to go back and persuade the lady: "Madam, there are still many beds here; otherwise, could we have another student swap with Feng Xiran? What do you think?"

If it weren't truly unavoidable, the dorm supervisor auntie really wouldn't want to handle this matter—it's utterly thankless—but she couldn't afford to offend the lady before her, so even if she was dissatisfied inside, she could only endure it.

Just then, the director who had heard the news rushed over, saw the mess at the dorm entrance, and immediately stepped forward to ask: "What exactly is going on?"

The dorm supervisor quietly explained the situation to him; upon hearing it, the director immediately glared at her with dissatisfaction.

Who is this noble lady before us? She is the daughter-in-law of Feng Si Ling, the wife of Feng Bu Zhang, and Feng Xiran is the Feng family's only little princess—someone they cannot afford to offend. Now the dorm supervisor has offended them over a bed, which is simply foolish.

The director immediately walked up to Su Ruo and said: "This classmate, I am the Education Director for the freshmen; this bed belongs to Feng Xiran, so tidy up and give up the bed."

The Education Director's firm command tone allowed no refusal.

Su Ruo's eyes instantly turned cold; she wouldn't bully others, but she wouldn't let herself be bullied either: "You say this bed is hers as proof? When I arrived, there was no name of Feng Xiran written on this bed!"

His authority being questioned, the Education Director flushed with anger and said: "My word is the proof; Feng Xiran's health is poor, and this bed was specially reserved for her—do you think I would lie?"

Su Ruo said without hesitation: "That's not necessarily true; I see you nodding and bowing before this mother-daughter pair, more obsequious than their maid—who knows, you might be deliberately lying to curry favor with them, just to make me give up the bed."

The director, now furious, pointed angrily at Su Ruo and asked: "I'm asking you one last time—will you give up this bed or not?"

Su Ruo said firmly: "No!"

The director felt his authority challenged, and his face instantly turned livid with anger.

The noble lady on the side found an outlet for her frustration, immediately saying: "Director Chen, you saw that, right? This student actually doesn't even listen to your words—she's utterly arrogant and overbearing!"

Our Ranran has been raised pampered, kind-hearted and soft-tempered; I dare not let her share a dorm with someone like this, otherwise who knows how she might be bullied in the future!

Su Ruo's face turned icy cold as she looked at the noble lady and questioned: "Not giving you the bunk makes me arrogant and overbearing, then what is your behavior of trying to take my bed? Shameless robbery?"

The noble lady was instantly left speechless.

Director Chen's face also looked extremely grim; he angrily questioned: "Is this how your teachers and parents raised you? Disrespectful to elders, sharp-tongued, nitpicking over trivial matters—have all those years of study been wasted on you?"

"Director, getting into Jingda is enough proof of my academic achievement; as for my quality, it's strong against the strong and weak against the weak—my teacher always taught me that when dealing with those who bully horizontally, we don't need to talk about quality."

The director, again being talked back to, became even more furious: "I'm asking you again—will you switch this bunk or not?"

Su Ruo said firmly: "No switch!"

Director Chen, having lost face repeatedly in front of so many people, was now furious to the extreme; he pointed at Su Ruo and said: "You are so insubordinate, even talking back to your superiors—I now order you to run laps on the playground; if you refuse, go home with your belongings to reflect."

One must say, Director Chen's move is indeed harsh; whether Su Ruo goes to run laps on the playground or goes home to reflect, she must give up the bed.

For an Education Director to use his authority for personal gain and oppress others over such a trivial matter is truly despicable!

But Su Ruo wasn't intimidated by his aura: "Just because I refuse to give this Rich Young Lady a bed swap, Director Chen, are you going to punish me?"

I never realized that the school's rules and regulations were not meant to protect students, but to protect a certain individual.

It seems this Rich Young Lady really wields great power, able to make Director Chen sacrifice his own face for her!

But I tell you clearly: I won't run laps, nor will I go home to reflect; I've done nothing wrong, so why should I be punished?

If you think I'm at fault, you can criticize me in front of all teachers and students, even expel me directly; but you want to punish me for no reason—that's simply not acceptable.

"As for you all, the chairman said everyone is equal, we must cut off the tail of capitalism! You have a Miss on the left and a maid on the right, fawning to the extreme."

I reasonably suspect your thinking is problematic; I will report this matter to the relevant authorities.

Although I'm just a poor student with no power or influence, I do know a few friends at newspapers.

Jingda has just started the semester; if a scandal of bullying with influence breaks out, I'm sure they'll be very interested.