Chapter 249: Volume 1 Chapter 249   Stupid Beauty x Sports School Male God (11)

At night, He Yin would come here to work part-time, repairing machines; the arcade machines in the shop often broke down, and they didn't have enough money to constantly hire a repair technician, so they could only ask him to come over in the evenings for seven or eight hours as a college student.

He Yin usually stayed until around 1 or 2 a. m. before returning to school, at the latest staying until about 3 a. m.

That gang of thugs had just arrived, and they were about to walk into the arcade.

Suddenly, a figure appeared before them—small and delicate, with long black hair, wearing a mask; in the dim light, her face couldn't be made out.

The leader of the gang, seeing this, curled his lips and approached, saying, "Little sis, who are you looking for here?"

He still had good fortune—running into a girl even in the middle of the night.

Jiang Zhi spoke softly: "Brother, I want to say a few words to you."

The girl's voice was soft and tender, making hearts feel both numb and tingly in the dark night.

Upon hearing that, the leader went completely limp.

The dozen or so thugs behind him were the same, their eyes like wolves and tigers fixed on her lovely figure, wishing they could pounce on her and carry her home right then.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll agree to anything you say, brother."

Having said that, he followed her, gradually moving away from the arcade, until they reached the deep, secluded alley on the right.

What a great alley—perfect for doing business.

Just as everyone showed greedy, salivating expressions, the brother at the rear let out a muffled grunt and crashed to the ground with a clang.

One after another behind him, before they could even react to what was happening, the brothers around them all collapsed.

Only the leader remained standing where he was, looking left and right. He shuddered, took two steps back, and gripped his knife, pointing it at the ghostly figure.

"Who are you? A ghost?! Help! Help!!"

The 1.8‑meter‑tall burly man let out a thin, high‑pitched cry for help, sounding exactly like a panicked, flustered young lady.

Jiang Zhi lowered her voice and began to laugh.

The deliberately created horror atmosphere frightened the burly man so much that he dropped to his knees and burst into tears.

"Don't kill me!! Sob sob sob don't kill me!!"

Jiang Zhi gave him a beating with punches and kicks, then clapped her hands and threatened in a harsh voice: "If I find out you've come to hit He Yin again, I'll make you wish you were dead."

"Sob sob sob—" the burly man groaned in pain, lying on his back against the wall, his body bruised black and blue with not a single spot of good flesh, even injuring his internal organs, clinging to life.

However, Jiang Zhi had already called an ambulance for him, and it would arrive shortly.

After leaving the alley, as she was about to head back to the dorm to sleep, she ran into He Yin coming out of the arcade.

When He Yin saw her, his steps suddenly halted, his expression froze, and his brows slowly furrowed.

Was he having another hallucination?

Until the girl in front of him spoke guiltily:

"If I say I just came out for a walk, would you believe me?"

He Yin raised his long fingers to pinch his temples, then after a moment asked bluntly: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Xi isn't close by; no matter how she walks, she couldn't reach this place.

Besides, it's already 1:30 a. m.

Jiang Zhi wanted to speak but held back.

He Yin met her evasive gaze, took a deep breath, and said: "Tell the truth."

Jiang Zhi intertwined her fingers, tapped her toe on a small stone on the ground, and coquettishly said: "All right, I'm just hungry—I remembered there's a really good pancake shop nearby, and I wanted to come see if it's still open…"

As she spoke, she glanced at him and whispered: "Don't tell anyone—I'm a fallen immortal in their eyes. Well, although I am an immortal, I usually eat very little, so I can only sneak out at night."

Her explanation was plausible and self‑serving—greedy and narcissistic.

He Yin's face darkened a bit.

Do you know how dangerous it is this late?

Most of the shops around here are internet cafes and arcades, with a few entertainment venues—dark, chaotic, and full of malice.

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Zhi quickly raised her hands in surrender: "I'm also out this late for the first time—I'm really starving; the dorm has no snacks, and I can't order takeout, so I couldn't help it. But I promise I definitely won't come out again next time!"

He Yin said in a calm voice: "There won't be a next time."

Jiang Zhi gave a small nod, stepped up to stand in front of him, let her eyes droop, and pleaded pitifully: "I'm so hungry~"

She wasn't lying to him—after staying up all night fighting, she was now so hungry her stomach felt pressed against her back.

He Yin replied nonchalantly: "What do you want to eat?"

At this hour, few street‑side shops are still open, except for the barbecue place.

Jiang Zhi swallowed and ordered: "Braised spare ribs, steamed egg custard, braised white fish, steamed sea bass, stewed chicken with mushrooms…"

He Yin's mouth twitched, and he immediately cut her off: "Only fried rice."

Jiang Zhi gasped, then reluctantly said: "Fine, let's have fried rice."

He Yin took her to a fried‑rice shop tucked away in an inconspicuous corner.

Besides fried rice, they also served noodle soup and wontons.

Thinking about tomorrow's classes, Jiang Zhi finally ordered just a small bowl of wontons.

He Yin lifted his eyelids to look at her: "Not hungry anymore?"

Jiang Zhi let out a long sigh and replied: "If I eat too much at midnight, I'll be swollen in the morning."

She immediately added: "Immortal beings can't retain water."

He Yin: "……"

He stopped speaking, walked to the counter, and placed his order with the boss.

Jiang Zhi walked to the table by the wall and carefully wiped down the chair and table.

As He Yin walked over to sit down, the girl stopped him: "Don't sit there, sit here."

He glanced at the chair beside him, raised an eyebrow, and asked: "What's the difference?"

Jiang Zhi pulled him to sit on the chair on this side, seriously said: "The difference is huge; that side I didn't wipe, this side I wiped, it's very clean."

He Yin: "Oh."

Jiang Zhi sat beside him, elbow resting on the table edge, chin propped, looking at him sideways: "Do you think I'm very particular?"

He Yin replied unhurriedly: "No."

Jiang Zhi snorted, raised a finger pointing at his eye: "Your eyes clearly say yes!"

He Yin's peripheral vision caught the blood stain on the edge of her wrist, brows furrowed, he reached out and grasped her forearm, lowering his head to examine closely.

"Are you injured?"

Jiang Zhi, upon hearing, swiftly withdrew her wrist, shook her head: "No."

He Yin's dark, deep eyes seemed like unfathomable ink: "Where did you get hurt?"

Jiang Zhi helplessly extended her wrist again before his eyes, saying: "I came by shared bike, and when I got off I accidentally got scratched."

The skin on her wrist was scraped a small cut; even without going to the hospital it would heal.

It should have been when I snatched those thugs' weapons that I got injured.

He Yin stared deeply into her eyes, asking: "Really?"

Jiang Zhi nodded: "It's true, how could I lie to you?"

He Yin took out a band-aid from his bag, tore it open and stuck it on the wound, his movements gentle.

Jiang Zhi gazed at his focused profile, lips curving slightly.

The boss bringing over the wontons saw this scene, smiling and teasing: "Before, little He always came here to eat alone; this time did you bring a girlfriend?"

He Yin: "No."

Jiang Zhi: "Yeah."

Both spoke in unison, the boss was dumbfounded.