"Song Yaoyao, give their clothes back to them. If someone sees..."

Huo Ningxi had begun to notice that several students from the nearby classrooms were quietly poking their heads out of their windows to look at them. These boys were his classmates, so he couldn't just sit idly by.

Even though he felt that they deserved it!

"Class is almost over."

An Feiran looked at the time and suggested, "I think it's time for a solution."

"What do you want to do then?"

"An Feiran, are you trying to trick me? Let me see you try!"

"Shut up!" One of the boys threw his underwear into his face and rolled his eyes. "You're already in this state. How dare you talk back! What's giving you the courage to do that? Fish Leong1?"

"Hey, Feiran, what are you planning to do?" Tang Xinrou's gaze swept across An Feiran and she narrowed her eyes.

An Feiran blushed. "If they want their clothes back, they can buy them with money."

"F*ck! You idiot!"

"What kind of suggestion is that? If you want money, I don't have any. All I have is a life! If worse comes to worst, I'll just streak!"

Song Yaoyao was indifferent. If these people wanted to get revenge for Song Jingwan, then go ahead. "I'll let you guys resolve this matter. If you manage to get money, then we'll think of it as payment for a lesson learned. I won't get involved~"

She casually waved her hand without stealing the limelight.

Tang Xinrou was elated as she patted An Feiran on the shoulder. "Good job, you've learned quickly. Keep it up!"

After saying this, she quickly chased after Song Yaoyao.

An Feiran's face was red, his appearance was clean and proper, and his voice was gentle and soft.

After Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao left, he finally approached the boys and asked, "This underwear costs 100 yuan. Does anyone want it?"

He had a polite temperament, but his words were shocking.

In the end, even though they were unwilling, the boys who were there to cause trouble, had no choice but to grit their teeth and hand over their money in return for their clothes.

In reality, not many people actually saw them in this state. Those that tried to peer in, were blocked by the students from the third class. In fact, they couldn't even see their shadows.

But they still felt humiliated. This time, their grudge was set.

...

Song Wenchuan arrived quickly after hearing Song Jingwan's crying.

Song Jingwan apologized as she sobbed, and paid back the students who had been tricked of their money. She then grabbed her bag and left.

Everyone was in an angry mood, but when they saw Song Jingwan crying pitifully, their displeasure was immediately replaced by heartache.

Outside the school gates.

Song Wenchuan approached. "Jingwan, what's wrong?"

He had rushed here from work. His suit was messy and he looked clearly exhausted.

"Huhu, Gege..."

Without explaining anything, Song Jingwan pounced into his arms and bawled her eyes out.

Song Wenchuan was slightly stunned. His hands froze in midair, and it took a while before he patted her on the back to see if she was okay.

He sighed. "Don't cry. Were you bullied?"

When she heard this, Song Jingwan cried even harder.

Song Wenchuan wasn't good at comforting people. He furrowed his brows as his eyes almost overflowed with worry.

"Did someone bully you? Don't be afraid, tell me and I will get justice for you. Where's Yaoyao? Is she okay?"

At first, Song Jingwan felt comforted.

But when she heard Song Wenchuan mention Song Yaoyao, her anger immediately exploded.

"Song Yaoyao, Song Yaoyao! When will you stop mentioning her name? Is she your only sister?"

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