Chapter 400: Revenge!

The black BMW M8 shot forward like a bolt of lightning, its tires scraping the ground and emitting a sharp 'squeak'!

The BMW came to an abrupt stop just one centimeter from You Nianchu's legs!

The black skid marks on the asphalt were especially glaring.

Lin Yuan instinctively pulled You Nianchu behind him, shielding her.

The door of the BMW M8 was flung open.

Zhao Yuyan stepped out in ten-centimeter red stiletto heels, the heels tapping the asphalt with a crisp 'tap'.

She wore a black short waist-cinching trench coat, its hem just covering her hips, revealing a slender, smooth waist.

Underneath she wore a black satin slip, a silver fine chain hung at her collarbone, bearing a tiny black diamond pendant.

She pushed her sunglasses up onto her head, revealing a pair of peach-blossom eyes with upward‑turned corners, pupils dark as ink, tinged with a careless arrogance.

Her mass of loose waves fell casually over her shoulders, the tips catching the golden glow of the setting sun.

She toyed with a silver car key in her hand, her fingers long and slender, nails painted deep black.

Zhao Yuyan walked up to You Nianchu with a cold smile, looking down and glancing at her, the corner of her mouth curling into a half‑smile.

"I thought it was someone else pestering Lin Yuan—oh, it's our little princess You? Why aren't you studying your good books, but instead learning to cling to men?"

You Nianchu lifted her chin, not backing down an inch: "I'm having a meal with my Lin Laoshi—what's it to you?"

"You vixen, coming again to seduce my Lin Laoshi." You Nianchu added.

She deliberately stressed the two words "my home," her eyes full of a possessive claim.

Hearing the three words "fox spirit," Zhao Yuyan raised her eyebrows, took another step forward—less than half a meter between them—so the hostility in each other's eyes was plain to see.

"Seducing?" Zhao Yuyan gave a light chuckle, her voice husky and magnetic, a touch more mature than You Nianchu's.

"When I first met Lin Yuan, you were still chewing on textbooks in class—how dare you accuse me of seducing him?"

"Who are you calling a fox spirit?" Zhao Yuyan's voice dropped, the husky magnetism losing its nonchalance and gaining a sharp edge: "You little fox spirit! You haven't even grown your fur yet and dare to challenge me?"

Lin Yuan stood between them, hearing the opposing words, quickly stepped forward and tried to intervene: "Stop arguing, let's talk this out…"

But before he could finish, You Nianchu cut him off.

You Nianchu turned to glare at Zhao Yuyan, her voice even fiercer: "I'm insulting you, you slutty fox spirit! Driving around in your beat‑up car all day, thinking you're irresistible? Lin Laoshi wouldn't give you the time of day!"

Zhao Yuyan was utterly infuriated by the three words "slutty fox spirit."

She stepped closer, the hem of her black trench coat sweeping over You Nianchu's white skirt, bringing a chill:

"You don't think I'm good enough? At least I'm better than those who just cling to people under the guise of being students—what else do you do besides pretending to be pure?"

At that moment, the two women stood at the school gate, swords drawn.

Students passing by the gate saw this and instantly erupted in an uproar.

One student's milk tea nearly spilled, his eyes widening to saucers.

"Holy cow! What kind of peach‑blossom fate does this Lin Laoshi have? Just a couple days ago he was rumored with the campus belle You, and now another top‑tier beauty shows up!"

A guy in sportswear pointed at the BMW M8, his voice trembling: "That's a BMW M8! It must cost nearly two million on the road—definitely a ultimate rich‑beauty!"

A girl with double ponytails quickly chimed in: "The campus belle You is no slouch either—she's an Academic God who scored 749 on the college entrance exam, a super campus belle, looks and brains both on point—standing together they're incredibly striking!"

Someone pulled out a phone aimed at the two, but didn't dare get too close, muttering low: "Oh no, oh no—if they start fighting, whose side should we take?"

Lin Yuan heard the chatter around him, his head about to explode; taking advantage of their standoff, he quietly shifted his feet backward.

He gripped the straps of his canvas bag, saw they weren't paying attention, turned and darted toward the street corner, just wanting to get away from this trouble spot as fast as possible.

Lin Yuan, with difficulty, finally slipped into the alley……

He thought he could shake off those two women.

Lin Yuan scanned a Meituan bike in the alley, then rode all the way home.

The black BMW M8 suddenly shot out from a diagonal rear intersection, engine growling low, it braked sharply with a 'squeak' and blocked the bike straight ahead.

Zhao Yuyan pushed open the door and got out, coldly saying, "You think you can get away?"

Lin Yuan stopped his bike, his whole mind going blank.

This Zhao Yuyan really is a clingy pest.

She walked up to Lin Yuan, arms crossed over her chest, the black polish on her knuckles flashing cold light, her peach‑blossom eyes slightly narrowed, a hint of triumph in her smile.

"Did you forget what you promised me?" Zhao Yuyan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority, her gaze locked on Lin Yuan's face.

"Have dinner with me as a date, or—" she paused, glanced lightly toward the school, her tone light yet carrying a bone‑chilling threat:

"I'll break the leg of that student of yours, Ye Long. He's so young—if his leg gets broken, it'd be a real shame. And this matter can't be separated from you, right?"

Lin Yuan furrowed his brows—he knew Zhao Yuyan always followed through on her words.

But Lin Yuan had only ridden a few hundred meters on his bike when the BMW M8 surged forward and cut him off!

Zhao Yuyan still caught up, she blocked Lin Yuan and said, "Did you forget what you promised me? Going to dinner with me, right? Otherwise I'll break Ye Long's leg."

Lin Yuan felt helpless and could only agree to go eat with her.

……

Meanwhile, at Zhijiang University, College of Physical Education, inside the dormitory.

In Room 302, the curtains were drawn tight.

Yu Feng sat in a chair, his left knee covered with a wrinkled band‑aid—the scrape from being knocked down by Lin Yuan earlier that day.

Yu Feng's face was dark, he couldn't swallow this anger!

Yu Feng took a deep breath, his fingertips repeatedly rubbing the name "Older Cousin Yu Guan" in his contacts, hesitating two seconds before dialing.

The phone rang three times; then a voice came through, mixed with noisy music and clinking bottles, Older Cousin Yu Guan asking: "Hey? Fengzi, why are you calling so late? I'm on duty at the bar."

Hearing his older cousin's voice, Yu Feng's eyes instantly reddened, his voice breaking with uncontrollable sobs: "Brother, I've been bullied terribly! You've got to help me!"

Yu Guan was taken aback, seeming to move to a quieter spot; the music faded a little and his tone turned serious: "Who bullied you? Did you lose a fight at school?"

"It's our school's new teacher!" Yu Feng gritted his teeth, exaggerating the daytime incident where Lin Yuan kicked him down and his lackeys were immobilized by pressure points: "He didn't just hit me; he made me lose all face in front of the whole school, not even giving me a shred of dignity!"

Yu Feng paused, lowered his voice further, pleading: "Brother, you work as a security guard at the Goddess Bar, don't you know the Priest from the Divine Phoenix Group? Could you contact him? Please ask Priest Boss to step in and help me teach that teacher a lesson, okay?"

On the other end of the line, silence lasted a few seconds; Cousin Yu Guan's voice carried helplessness: "Fengzi, have you lost your mind? The Priest hasn't come to the bar in half a year, and besides, this sort of student‑teacher squabble—how could he possibly get involved?"

"Brother, I really have no other way!" Yu Feng jumped up from his chair in desperation, begging bitterly: "That teacher is too good at fighting; I and my several lackeys can't beat him—only the Priest can handle him!"

Yu Feng softened his tone, voice trembling with tears as he repeatedly pleaded: "Brother, just help me out—I'll definitely listen to you from now on, I'll never cause trouble again; just try contacting the Priest, even if it's only to ask a question, that'll do!"

After another pause on the line, Yu Guan let out a heavy sigh: "Alright, alright, stop acting like a crybaby—I'll give it a try."

"But let me be clear," Yu Guan's tone warned, "if the Priest refuses, you'd better stop pestering him and stop stirring up trouble with that teacher; otherwise, if anything happens, I won't have your back."

Upon hearing that, Yu Feng instantly perked up, nodding rapidly even though the other couldn't see: "I hear you, I hear you! Brother, thank you! As long as you can teach that teacher a lesson, I'll definitely obey you from now on!"

Yu Guan added two more reminders of "don't cause trouble," then hastily hung up; all that remained in the receiver was the busy tone.

Yu Feng gripped his phone; the resentment on his face instantly turned into a cold, sinister grin!

Lin Yuan, just you wait—once the Priest takes action, let's see how you'll manage to stay at Zhijiang University!

……

Evening, at the Azure‑tone Western restaurant.

Lin Yuan and Zhao Yuyan were sitting in the private booth of the Western restaurant, having a meal.

Zhao Yuyan, holding her silver‑plated steak knife, gently turned her hand, pushing the evenly cut steak chunks onto the white porcelain plate in front of Lin Yuan.

When she lifted her gaze to Lin Yuan, the aloofness in her peach‑blossom eyes melted away, leaving only delicate tenderness; even her voice softened a few degrees: "This beef is tender—hurry up and eat."

Lin Yuan stared at the neat steak chunks on the plate, feeling somewhat helpless.

This Zhao Yuyan is just too clingy—Lin Yuan really can't shake her off.

He speared a piece of steak with his fork and shoved it into his mouth, his mind at that moment filled with one thought…… how to end this meal as quickly as possible?

Zhao Yuyan saw he was eating absent‑minded, but she didn't call him out; she simply leisurely cut her own steak, occasionally glancing at him with a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Zhao Yuyan took a bite of steak, then suddenly looked up and said: "A new mystery film has just opened at the Wanda Plaza next door; let's go see it after we finish eating."

Lin Yuan's fork clanged against the plate with a "clang"; he lifted his head to look at Zhao Yuyan, his eyes full of speechlessness——

From dinner to a movie, this woman has laid out the date schedule crystal‑clear, not giving him even a chance to escape?

Lin Yuan opened his mouth to refuse, but couldn't find a reason.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan's phone in his pocket buzzed violently, then a clear ringtone sounded.

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up instantly, as if he'd grabbed a lifeline; he hurriedly pulled out his phone.

On the screen, the two characters "Yu Guan" popped up.

Lin Yuan blinked in surprise?

Yu Guan? He's the security guard at the Goddess Bar's second branch.

"Sorry, I need to take this call," Lin Yuan said, puzzled, and answered the phone.

From the other end came Yu Guan's pleading voice: "Brother Lin! I have a favor to ask! My cousin got beaten up—the other guy's a martial artist, and he struck especially hard! Can you step in and back up my cousin?"

Huh?

Lin Yuan stared for two seconds—Yu Guan, the security guard's cousin?

No, is it really necessary to bother him over such a trivial matter?

But then Lin Yuan had a thought: this is a perfect chance to get away from Zhao Yuyan.

Lin Yuan's tone turned especially solemn: "Unthinkable! Who dares lay a hand on my Goddess Bar's people? Fine—I'll definitely help this; I'll certainly back up your cousin! You're my subordinate; hitting your cousin is like slapping my face!"

Yu Guan visibly relaxed on the line, his voice trembling: "Thanks, Brother Lin! Then I'll have Yu Feng hurry up and set a meeting with the other party—where do you think would be a good place to meet?"

"Just go to the Goddess Bar's second branch." Lin Yuan didn't even think, speaking rapidly: "I'm heading over right now—I'll have him bring the person to the bar, I'll wait there, and I'll make sure you get justice for your cousin."