Jih Cheng.
Bastard child.
Although the Jih family allowed him to enter their ranks, his days within the family were far from easy.
There was a legitimate young master in the Jih family, and as an illegitimate child, he was naturally discriminated against.
Jih Cheng grew up under the contempt and disdain of the Jih family.
In his second year of high school, he had a conflict with the Jih familyâs eldest young master and ended up stabbing him.
Actually stabbed him.
But he didnât die.
Or rather, it was just a minor injury that could easily heal with a bit of care.
The Jih family then threw him into Dingyang Middle School.
Dingyang Middle School was worlds apart from his previous school.
When he first transferred, news of his stabbing someone broke out, but it didnât cause much of a stir.
Because the Jih family suppressed the news, there was no information to be found online, and the students at school thought it was just a rumor.
Because of his face, Jih Cheng attracted some peopleâs dissatisfaction and was targeted at school.
The Jih familyâs eldest young master had no intention of letting Jih Cheng off the hook either.
They bribed people at the school, determined to ruin Jih Cheng.
And so Jih Cheng began to turn to darkness.
Chuzheng was collecting Jih Chengâs information while walking back.
âLittle junior sister!â
Zhu Zianâs voice came from a stall nearby.
Chuzheng looked over and saw him and his brothers sitting at a food stall.
âLittle junior sister, let me treat you to some food,â Zhu Zian said as he ran over.
This one is adept at helping me waste my fortuneâ¦
Chuzheng was indeed a bit hungry.
Writing that self-criticism was exhausting.
Chuzheng nodded her head but didnât go for the food stall; instead, she took them out for seafood.
Everyone: ââ¦â
Little junior sister is really wealthy.
âLittle junior sister, then we wonât hold back,â they said.
âHmm, eat more.â Help me spend some money; youâre all good people.
âLittle junior sister, how come I didnât meet you earlier?â Fatty wailed.
âWhat would you have done if you met our little junior sister earlier?â someone laughed and chimed in.
âI would have been the protector of flowers for little junior sister, and all she would have had to do is treat me to meals,â Fatty said, his eyes squinting happily.
âThatâs all you aspire to?â Zhu Zian slapped Fatty on the head, full of contempt.
âSpeaking of which, I heard before that Yu Yueâ¦â Fatty glanced at Chuzheng, who was quietly peeling shrimp, and boldly ventured, âYu Yue used to bully our little junior sister?â
Little junior sister doesnât seem like someone who could be bullied!
âYou just had to bring up the topic weâre avoiding, and even all this food canât shut your mouth,â Zhu Zian slapped Fatty vigorously as if he were slapping a ball.
Fatty groaned and whined, admitting his mistake.
He was just curious, after all.
In fact, everyone else was curious too.
At the time, this young girl had appeared on the basketball court looking as if she had just been bullied.
But her expression was too coldâ¦
It was even more terrifying than someone showing anger.
Later, they had inquired about it.
Yu Yue had bullied her more than once or twice.
But these past few days, Yu Yue had been at a disadvantage.
Even their classmates were saying that she had changed.
At the time, thatâs how Zhu Zian and his crew got to know Chuzheng; the shock wasnât that great, just curiosity.
âThatâs in the past,â Chuzheng said, wiping her hands with a wet towel and speaking with calm composure.
âHahaha, yeah, from now on weâve got your back, little junior sister,â Fatty immediately responded.
âYu Yue definitely wonât let things go,â Zhu Zian told Chuzheng, âShe knows people on the outside, and youâve offended her so much, sheâs bound to take revenge on you sooner or later.â
âHmm, Iâll wait for her.â As if Iâm scared of her!
âMan, little junior sister is so domineering.â
âYu Yue knows people from outside the school, little junior sister, are you sure thatâs not a problem?â
âItâs not.â Chuzheng affirmed with certainty.
Whatâs Yu Yue in comparison?
Even if sheâs attractive, I wonât be seduced by her beauty!
Definitely not!
Zhu Zian exchanged glances with his brothers, always finding the straight-faced and aloof younger schoolgirl a bit cute.
After dinner, Zhu Zian wanted to walk Chuzheng home.
Chuzheng declined the kindness of a group of wobbly, drunken seniors.
Watching them get into a car and leave, she also prepared to go home.
Turning her head, she saw Jih Cheng and a woman standing not far away.
Jih Cheng had his head down, looking somewhat impatient.
The woman reached out to touch Jih Chengâs head but was pushed away; he turned and started walking towards Chuzheng.
Having only walked a few steps, Jih Cheng also noticed Chuzheng.
âBad luck,â
he cursed under his breath, turning to cross the street directly.
They werenât far apart, and Chuzheng heard everything clearly.
Who is the Good Person Card cursing?
âChengcheng,â
the woman chased after him and caught him on the road.
Jih Cheng irritably shook her off, but the woman relentlessly pulled him.
In the midst of their struggle, the woman used too much force; as Jih Cheng shook her off, he stumbled several steps backward himself.
The carâs headlights shone on Jih Cheng; he had time to dodge, but in that instant, he didnât move, just looking at the approaching car.
âBEEPââ
The car blared its horn as it sped past, with the driverâs curses carried in the wind.
âInsane!â
At that moment, Jih Cheng laid on the ground, held in someoneâs embrace.
His hearing was momentarily lost; he couldnât hear anything.
Warm and soft, a body with a young girlâs fragrance was pressed tightly against him.
The noise of the crowd flooded in instantly.
âChengcheng, Chengcheng, are you okay?â The woman ran over, reaching out to help him up.
Jih Chengâs gaze, however, was on the girl holding him.
She was looking down, her gaze directed towards her knees.
After a moment, she looked up, âHow much longer do you plan to lie on top of me?â
Can I ditch the Good Person Card?
Right now, this instant!
Jih Cheng got up with the help of the woman but pushed her away and silently helped Chuzheng stand up.
âAre you okay?â
Chuzheng kept her face cold: âIâm fine.â
This is serious!
âChengchengâ¦â
Jih Cheng turned back irritably, âI donât want to see you now; if you donât want me to say something too harsh, leave.â
âChengcheng, just go back and apologizeâ¦â
âGet lost!â
The woman, probably frightened by the grim expression on Jih Chengâs face, left looking back every three steps.
Jih Cheng reined in his emotions, âWhy did you rush up?â
âYou canât die.â
âMy death, whatâs it to you?â Jih Cheng retorted irritably.
At this point, Jih Cheng was full of discomfort and prickliness.
âI say you canât die, whatâs it to you?â Chuzheng snapped back rudely.
Jih Cheng fell silent, âClassmate, my life, what do you think?â
Chuzheng said, âI saved your life; you donât have the right to die on a whim.â
Jih Cheng: ââ¦Crazy!â
Jih Cheng couldnât be bothered to continue the conversation with Chuzheng, giving her a glance with a slight frown.
âAre you really okay?â
âIâm fine.â
Jih Chengâs gaze fell on her leg; he pulled her arm, crouched down, and hoisted her onto his back.
He lifted Chuzheng onto his back.
Chuzhengâs head rested against his neck, and a faint smell of cigarettes emanated from him.
It wasnât an unpleasant smell of smoke; rather, it was somewhat aromatic.
The young manâs side profile was somewhat stern.
Jih Cheng, carrying her, had walked a few meters when he realized he didnât know where Chuzheng lived and had to ask, âWhere do you live?â
Chuzheng, expressionless, wriggled free and stood on the ground: âIâm alright.â It wasnât to the extent that she needed someone to carry her!
Jih Chengâs entire face was shrouded in shadows, and after a long pause, he said, âWhere do you live, Iâll walk you.â