Chapter 2: How Can Someone Mess Up Twice On The Same Thing?
The several underlings’ jaws dropped in shock, momentarily unable to figure out what Jiang Ning was playing at.
In the past, wasn’t it always them beating Xie Jingyan half to death first, then her making a grand entrance to bully him harshly?
At this moment, Jiang Ning stared blankly at the sky, feeling Xie Jingyan’s inquiring gaze as he turned his head to look at her. She took a deep breath, suppressing the heat on her face, and comforted herself inwardly: it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s! Fine!
Just a mere vicious female supporting character, she had to act it well to live up to the one hundred million bonus!
Jiang Ning got up as if nothing had happened, patted the dust off her body, and continued spouting harsh words: “If not for my foot slipping, you brat would have been kicked unconscious by me already. I won’t give you a second chance to dodge!”
This time she aimed carefully, no stones underfoot, everything around OK.
She kicked out fiercely again, but suddenly her foot felt loose. Jiang Ning watched wide-eyed as her leather shoe flew to the nearby wall, bounced twice, and landed beside Xie Jingyan’s hand, while she stood barefoot on the stones, somewhat disheveled in the wind.
Haha…
How could a person mess up the same thing twice? She really wanted to find a hole to crawl into right now.
What kind of lousy mission was this? Why did it have to be a kick? Couldn’t punching him twice work?
Little Honey had crashed, starting to worry if it could smoothly get the outstanding employee award at year-end.
The surrounding underlings were dumbfounded. The leading Huang Mao couldn’t hold back and spoke: “Sister Ning…”
Jiang Ning turned her head and glared at him fiercely: “Shut up! I’m thinking.”
In the awkward and embarrassing atmosphere, Jiang Ning chose irritability.
Barefoot, she kicked straight at him.
Only a “crack” was heard.
Jiang Ning’s face turned ashen, her eyes instantly reddening, her doe-like eyes brimming with tears: “Wah wah wah, it hurts so much.”
She had actually fractured her own toe with that kick. Was this guy made of iron? So hard.
Little Honey was too exhausted to complain.
Feebly instructing: [Host… warn him and retreat.]
Jiang Ning wiped away her tears with one hand. The pain had her dizzy and disoriented, thinking of the plot the system had transmitted to her.
She irritably grabbed Xie Jingyan’s collar and warned through gritted teeth: “Only if you disappear from Lan Li Gege’s sight will he be happy, so I’m giving you three days. If you still want your family to live, drop out and get out of Jin Cheng. Otherwise, I’ll make you regret appearing in front of me.”
Mentioning family, Xie Jingyan’s indifferent eyes immediately turned fierce as he glared at Jiang Ning, startling her. Wah wah wah, the male lead was so scary, that look like he wanted to kill her.
Little Honey: […You’re mourning yourself a bit too early, whatever… You’ll be killed by him sooner or later anyway. Get ready for your company to go bankrupt in a year, then be humiliated and tormented by the male lead.]
Jiang Ning: “…”
『Can I say sorry to him now? The super sincere kind.』
Little Honey: [Hehe, annihilation warning.]
Jiang Ning was in tears inwardly. She felt like she’d joined a low-budget version of a transformation program, achieving a world where only she got hurt. Grabbing her little leather shoe, she ran toward the alley entrance.
She needed to go to the hospital to treat her foot.
Better not end up lame.
The remaining underlings exchanged glances.
With the big sis gone, their gazes immediately turned malicious toward Xie Jingyan again.
They stepped forward to rummage his schoolbag: “Hand over all your money for us brothers to buy booze and smokes. Blame your bad luck for messing with Jiang Ning.”
Xie Jingyan got up and snatched at it, using his remaining strength to scuffle with the group again, only to face even harsher revenge.
His forehead was smashed open, blood blurring his eyes.
The emergency cash hidden in his schoolbag scattered all over the ground from the forceful tugging.
“Damn, this kid’s loaded. Looks like several thousand. Did he steal it from somewhere? Haha.”
“Whatever, tonight’s booze money is covered.”
“So satisfying. Following Sister Ning means not just high rewards but surprise tips too.”
Their voices grew blurry, their figures disappearing into the alley.
Xie Jingyan stood in the shadows, tilting his head to the glaring sunlight, murmuring two words: “Jiang Ning.”
A twisted seed took root in his heart. He hooked his lip corner; his bloodstained lips were like mandala flowers blooming in hell. He would personally drag the high-and-mighty Jiang Ning into the mud, until she knelt before him sobbing in remorse, then send her to hell.
He forced his body up, picking up all the scattered money from the ground. His five thousand yuan saved over a month was robbed down to only four hundred.
“A Yan?”
Hearing the girl’s crisp exclamation, Xie Jingyan turned toward the source.
Su Wanyuan, in a blue-and-white school uniform, approached against the light. Her delicate, elegant little face was full of worry. From her vigorous movements, her high ponytail had loosened slightly, strands blown by the breeze against her fair face.
Her bright eyes worriedly looked at the wound on his forehead.
“What happened to you? Who bullied you?”
“None of your business.”
Su Wanyuan reached out to touch Xie Jingyan’s face.
He dodged.
Her hand froze midair, her expression somewhat hurt: “A Yan, don’t reject me. I just want to help you.”
Xie Jingyan’s expression was cold: “Stay away from me. That’s the best help.”
Su Wanyuan stood sadly in place, biting her lip until she finally couldn’t hold back and burst out: “Are you still blaming me for what happened back then? If I’d known Uncle and Aunt would pass away that day, I definitely wouldn’t have left with the Gu Family. A Yan, I want to make it up to you. Doesn’t Xiao He need money for illness? I’ve saved a lot, all for you.”
She pulled out a stack of cash from her bag and held it out to Xie Jingyan.
Xie Jingyan forcibly suppressed his anger, his gaze sweeping over the stack of money without reaching for it. Instead, he looked seriously at Su Wanyuan. He and Su Wanyuan had feelings; they’d known each other since childhood and shared happy times. But if that happiness was tainted with blood, everything changed flavor.
He knew he shouldn’t blame Su Wanyuan. She had just chosen the fastest shortcut for herself, and that day’s events felt like fate’s arrangement, full of unwillingness and regret.
Fifteen-year-old Su Wanyuan had a bright future from then on, while fifteen-year-old Xie Jingyan lost his family that day.
After a long while, he packed his schoolbag and left without looking back, his indifferent voice slowly fading:
“Su Wanyuan, from now on, we’re just strangers.”
Su Wanyuan’s eyes moistened, a tear falling. Her heart ached. She wouldn’t let their bond end here; she would spend her lifetime seeking Xie Jingyan’s forgiveness.
Wiping her tears, her gaze caught something shiny on the ground—a necklace. Su Wanyuan picked it up and saw three English letters engraved: GLL.
Su Wanyuan clutched the necklace tightly. She seemed to know who the culprit was that beat Xie Jingyan like this.
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