Chapter 140 - Mu Lis Identity (2)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The class was shocked. Although Jian Xinâer was known for her outrageous manner, hitting another student in front of all these people was way too violent!
The class monitor reprimanded her harshly, âJian Xinâer, stop what youâre doing right now! Or Iâll report it to our class teacher!â
âWhy, youâre standing up for her? Is there something between you that we donât know about?â chuckled Ding Yiyi, at which the class monitor blushed.
Mu Li struggled a little and said in a weak voice, âLet go of me...â
Jian Xinâer slapped her. âLike hell! How dare you talk to me! Youâve kept it long enough from everyone and itâs time to let it out. Hereâs something for everyone to chew on: guess who Mu Li is?â
Everyone began to talk in low voices as Mu Li bit her lip with tearful eyes.
âHer dad is a murderer and her mum is a mistress and the nanny of the Qi family!â said Jian Xinâer in an elated tone.
âThe Qi family? As in Qi Yanxiâs family?â
âGosh, you really canât tell from a personâs appearance. A murderer and a mistress. Thatâs so revolting!â
âNo wonder she never talks. That must be the guilty conscience at work!â
Mu Liâs face flushed at the discussion and she tried her best to fight back her tears.
Sheâd known from a very young age how fearful a thing gossip was. The intentionally hurtful words and loathing glances were the most humiliating.
She had no say over what family she was born into. Because of her parents, she had received so many discriminatory looks growing up.
A lot of times, she couldnât figure out why the world was this way. Her father was the murderer and her mother was the mistress, but why did that have anything to do with her? And how was that anyone elseâs business? Why make her most unspeakable history the topic of conversation?
What Jian Xinâer was doing was like tearing her wounds open, then pouring salt over them.
âThatâs enough, Jian Xinâer! What can you get out of reopening other peopleâs old wounds?â Su Xiaomo couldnât stand it and spoke out for Mu Li.
âSheâs the disgusting and base one, so why canât I speak about it?â Still pulling Mu Liâs hair, Jian Xinâer looked at An Xiaxia provokingly.
The other night at Qi Yanxiâs birthday party, she had seen Qi Yanxi drag An Xiaxia out. Suspecting that something was going on between them, she had followed them out.
Never had she expected to see Sheng Yize helping An Xiaxia out.
She had almost exploded with rage!
When she returned to the reception hall angrily, she had found Mu Li in her maidâs dress standing in a corner.
She had asked the butler of the Qi family about it, and he had told her about Mu Liâs family and the fact that she was working as the Qi familyâs maid after school because of their impoverished state.
Since Jian Xinâer had heard that An Xiaxia, Su Xiaomo, and Mu Li were quite close lately, she had gotten the idea to teach Mu Li a lesson.
It was also a way to show An Xiaxia her muscle.
However, An Xiaxia never thought of it in that way and only looked at Jian Xinâer calmly. âJian Xinâer, youâre trying to attract attention by invading other peopleâs privacy and having fun by stamping on other peopleâs self-esteem, isnât that much more disgusting?â
Jian Xinâer gritted her teeth. She had never expected An Xiaxia to be this glib!
Some other students stepped out as well.
âJian Xinâer, youâve crossed the line!â
âGosh, how does her history have anything to do with you?â
âYouâre not planning something else, are you?â
Seeing that public opinion was turning against her, Jian Xinâer was infuriated. She was going to slap Mu Li again when a kick sent her careening into the classroom.
A tall figure stood at the doorway.
âI never said I donât hit women, did I?â