Chapter 168: Volume 1_Chapter 168 Study Well, Make Progress Every Day (12)

Volume 1_Chapter 168 Study Well, Make Progress Every Day (12)

Early the next morning, Xi Ye and Jiang Mu rushed back on an overnight flight, and when they heard that she had almost been strangled by a pursuer, they were both shocked and angry.

As for how they would handle it, Jiang Zhi wasn't clear, but that perverted glasses guy never came to school again.

Jiang Zhi came to the classroom and placed the chocolate her parents had brought from abroad on Li Wen Nian's desk.

The students in the class had already arrived in dribs and drabs, and when Li Wen Nian entered the classroom before the class bell rang, his desk mate Gong Ge excitedly said to him: "Wen Nian! Jiang Zhi sent you chocolate!"

Li Wen Nian's sleep quality was already poor, and over the past two days he had been dealing with jet lag, barely sleeping a few hours each day; his blond hair lay limp over his brows, dark circles covered his eyes, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he staggered like a puppet to the desk and sat down.

He glanced at the chocolate, his smile widening: "Chocolate~"

Gong Ge gazed at the goddess's back, enviously saying: "I've never seen her give anything to anyone else; Wen Nian, if you ever marry Jiang Zhi, remember to invite me for a drink."

Li Wen Nian peeled off the chocolate's wrapper, broke a piece and tossed it into his mouth; a rich bitterness filled his lips and tongue, and the lingering aroma persisted.

An entire bar of chocolate went into his stomach.

The boy's snow-white teeth were also stained with dark brown chocolate; seeing Jiang Zhi turn around, he raised his hand and waved excitedly at her.

Jiang Zhi withdrew her gaze; looking at him, Li Wen Nian seemed more like a human with antisocial personality, devoid of any emotion, acting only according to his preferences.

Courting someone like this is very difficult.

Jiang Zhi is not someone who easily backs down; although she usually just wants to be a salted fish, taking each day in a laid-back, Buddhist fashion.

But for the tasks assigned, she never gives up.

Idly flipping through the books on the desk, Jiang Zhi, who usually listened attentively in class, for the first time drifted off, lost in thought.

At noon, class ended.

The students left the classroom one after another to go to the cafeteria for lunch; Jiang Zhi got up and went to the cafeteria together with Wu Wan.

The cafeteria had a long line; Jiang Zhi and her friends arrived late and ended up near the back.

Wu Wan chattered on about the amusing things of the past two days, unable to stop her flow of words even without Jiang Zhi's response.

Wu Wan had long been accustomed to her personality; she always stayed in an inconspicuous corner, silent and not good with words.

"Look at that damn hair; the school forbids dyeing, yet he's quite bold."

"I don't know what he's grinning about over there; disgusting."

"I heard he just transferred into Class One, looking all effeminate, yet the school belle Jiang Zhi actually gave him chocolate."

The speakers were all students from Class Nine, mostly wealthy young masters, just here to pass the time, with few actually coming to study.

They were backing the Liu family's only son, who usually acted high and mighty, bullying classmates everywhere; the teachers turned a blind eye, afraid to intervene.

An inconspicuous transfer student naturally wasn't on their radar.

Several people strode up to Li Wen Nian and pulled him out of the line.

"You little brat, hand over the chocolate."

Liu Jian said in a fierce tone.

The surrounding students were used to it and no one wanted to step in to meddle; Liu Jian was accustomed to being domineering, and few dared to provoke him.

Li Wen Nian asked blankly: "What chocolate?"

Liu Jian grabbed his collar, face grim: "You fucking pretending to be dumb? Hand over the chocolate Jiang Zhi gave you!"

Li Wen Nian, hearing this, smiled understandingly: "The chocolate? I already ate it, sorry."

The boy seemed to be stating something completely ordinary, totally ignoring his ferocity; his goofy smile looked more like a provocation.

The male student instantly flew into a rage, raising his fist to strike his face.

"I think you're looking for death!!"

The fist landed on the boy's face, yet he became even more excited, his smile undiminished, his body trembling with excitement.

Liu Jian furrowed his brows, as if seeing a madman, and raised his fist to strike again.

A voice from behind interrupted his action.

"Liu Jian!"

Jiang Zhi strode over quickly, coldly saying: "Let go."

Seeing his beloved, Liu Jian's anger instantly melted away, leaving only a fluttering heart; he hurriedly released his grip.

"Jiang Zhi..."

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly, reminding: "I hope this is the last time."

Having said that, she took the boy's hand and left the cafeteria.

Because her constitution is poor and she often falls ill, she usually carries medicine on her person.

They came to the garden behind the school, where she had the boy sit down, and Jiang Zhi took out ointment to apply to him.

Her movements were practiced, and she finished quickly.

She lifted her eyes to meet the boy's sunlit azure irises, paused for a moment, and Jiang Zhi's finger trembled as she withdrew her hand, saying: "Sorry."

Li Wen Nian sat on the edge of the marble flower bed, his legs swinging leisurely; his radiant golden short hair shone like the sun, he slightly raised his eyebrows and broke into a smile.

"Zhizhi, you don't need to apologize; I'm happy, the chocolate you gave me was delicious, I ate it all!"

Jiang Zhi sat down beside him, her gaze drawn to his golden short hair; after a while, she averted her eyes elsewhere, her lovely profile revealing a hint of stiff coldness.

"I gave you chocolate merely… to thank you for saving me yesterday."

Her words paused slightly, sounding awkward.

After a long while with no response, Jiang Zhi looked over doubtfully; the boy beside her had fallen asleep at some point, lying on his side on the marble, his sleeping face peaceful and gentle, his breathing smooth and regular.

Without his usual signature smile, the boy now seemed like a normal human; his blond hair fell over his eyes, revealing a slightly upturned corner of his mouth, and soft sunlight bathed his face, gilding it with a sacred purity.

Jiang Zhi looked at him for a while, then took off her jacket and covered him with it.

The boy smelled the lingering sweet scent on the jacket, shrank his neck, and snuggled tighter into the jacket draped over him.

He slept through the afternoon; the last glow of dusk was swallowed by darkness, and night blanketed the entire campus.

Li Wen Nian slowly woke up, having never slept so comfortably; his body and mind felt relaxed and pleased, he sat up and his school uniform jacket slipped to his waist.

He lowered his gaze, picked up the school uniform jacket, the scent lingered at his nostrils, he leaned in and took a deep sniff, the corners of his mouth curved into an excited smile.

Jiang Zhi, who was at home, did not attend evening self-study; because of her health, she could go home after class.

While she was doing her homework, she heard the system's notification tone.

【Villain Li Wen Nian's Favorability 11 points, Hatred Value 29 points.】

Favorability increased by five points, Hatred Value unchanged.

It seemed her jacket had a slight effect.

——

A showy fiery red supercar drove on the road, Liu Jian turned the steering wheel, his face full of excitement.

"This is the birthday gift my dad bought me, my coming-of-age present, my first supercar!" Liu Jian said proudly.

The two lackeys sitting in the back were extremely envious, rubbing left and right, their eyes gleaming.

"Brother Liu, this is way too comfortable! Damn, I really want one too."

Liu Jian smiled, "Limited edition, this car of mine is the last one, you have no chance."

No sooner had he spoken than a silver-white flashy sports car sped past from the side.

That car, whether in body or speed, surpassed his.

The two lackeys in the back fell silent at the sight of that car.

Seeing this, Liu Jian furrowed his brows, anger welling up in his eyes.

But just then, the silver-white supercar suddenly executed an extreme drift, turning to charge straight at his car.

It was clearly intending to crash into him.

Liu Jian's pupils contracted, a chill ran through his whole body—it was the fear of impending death.

The lackeys in the back shouted in terror, staring ahead.

"Stop quickly! Dodge! Brother Liu!"

"Brother Liu!!"

Liu Jian almost instinctively jerked the steering wheel, slammed on the brakes, but the speed was too great and the car's front slammed uncontrollably into the streetlamp beside it.

Clang!!

The front of a brand‑new, expensive supercar was smashed beyond recognition, a sight too horrific to behold.

The silver‑white supercar pulled over to the side; a person emerged from it wearing a horrifying monster mask, sauntered over to the wrecked car, gripped a baseball bat, and smashed the front windshield over and over.

Inside the car, Liu Jian, still conscious, had blurry vision and faintly heard a laugh.

The laugh was shrill, like an evil spirit's howl, chilling to the bone.

The monster mask loomed closer; Liu Jian nearly lost his nerve, desperately recoiling until his body was pressed against the seat.

"What are you afraid I'll do?" the masked man said, pressing the baseball bat against Liu Jian's face, leaning forward and looking down at him: "I won't kill you—this is a law‑abiding society, right?"

Liu Jian wished he could faint right then and didn't want to face such a lunatic; the eyes behind the mask held no trace of normal human feeling, they were twitchy and insane.

"Whimper… help… help…"

Who will come to save him?

The masked man stood at the car's front, stretched, then jumped down, half‑smiling, and said: "Don't even dream of taking what isn't yours, or I'll smash your skull with this bat!"

His offhand tone sounded like a greeting, and Liu Jian passed out cold from fear.

The masked man flung the bat aside, clicked his tongue in boredom, got back into the car, and drove off.

The car pulled up before a mansion, his phone rang, he adjusted his seat, rested his legs on the steering wheel, and answered.

"Wen Nian, where have you just been? Your father told you to stay put domestically, don't go causing trouble." said Secretary He, who oversees the heirs' affairs.

Among the remaining three heirs, Li Wen Nian is the craziest—he never follows orders, does as he pleases, is mercurial, even more frightening than his father was in his youth; it's easy to imagine what a terrifying demon he will become.

Li Wen Nian chewed the chocolate in his mouth, bloodshot at the corners of his eyes, irritable and restless as he picked at the leather seat; after he finished speaking, he smirked and said: "I haven't killed anyone, Uncle He—you don't need to worry; I'll finish this high school properly."

Once he graduates, no one will be able to rein him in.

Then he can kill whoever he pleases—hehe.