Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 131 Turning the Tables for a Slacker (6)
What puzzled her was how Ningxia had gotten into trouble with her.
There shouldn't be any relationship between the two of them, no matter what.

Shen Yun sat down, his lips twitching as he looked at the person who was still sleeping. Was this really not the reincarnation of the God of Sleep?
If you sleep like this during the day, won't you have insomnia at night?
After the video was played in class, everyone's expressions changed, especially those who had been discussing it intensely earlier; they seemed somewhat ashamed.

Lin Yue stopped Shen Yun on her way to the restroom after class.

"Ningxia, didn't you say you didn't want to come to school?" Lin Yue bit her lip, her face full of worry.

Shen Yun raised an eyebrow, thought about it seriously, and only after confirming that the original owner had no connection with this goddess did he utter a few words, "None of your business."

Lin Yue, who had so much to say but hadn't yet, was stunned. After a long while, she slowly smiled and said, "Ningxia, you've become smarter." She then gave her a meaningful look and left.

Goodbye, psychiatry department.

"You bastard, give me a heads-up: is Lin Yue taking revenge on me because she's turned her love into hatred?"

2345: Wait, it can agree with the second sentence, but what about the first sentence? Is that even humanly possible?
This is clearly a scene after the facade has been torn off, so how could it be related to love turning into hate? To prevent the host from continuing to let his imagination run wild, 2345 decided to respond with silence.

Fu Xing is very popular. Although he is said to have a particularly bad temper, it does not affect his popularity at school. As soon as he leaves his seat, several people rush to put snacks and love letters on his desk.

Seeing this, Shen Yun felt a pang of jealousy. Why didn't anyone bring her snacks?

Perhaps because she harbored deep resentment, even Fu Xing, who was sitting next to her, felt her gaze. He paused, his slender, pale hand moving slightly, and turned to ask her, "Do you want to eat?"

She glanced at the potato chips that seemed to radiate a Mary Sue-like glow, then at the trash can next to him, and Shen Yun decisively took them, after all, she was a thrifty and good girl.

After a while, Shen Yun suddenly thought of something. Although she vaguely guessed who had set a trap for her, and she now found the trap quite interesting, she carefully looked at Fu Xing's face. What if she had chosen the wrong person? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?
Moreover, she really wanted to punch that face.

After Fu Xing finished skipping class as usual, Shen Yun tried to find some clues on his desk, but he couldn't find a single hair.

Damn, he doesn't lose any hair!
This is impossible! !
2345 coughed twice, reminding it, "[Host, it's probably because he takes good care of himself.] Not losing hair is nothing to it! Not even a little bit jealous!!"

Cough cough, let's see what brand of shampoo Fu Xing uses, we should buy several cases of it too.

Carrying several thick review books, she slowly crossed the road when she saw the green light.

She had only gone halfway when a sharp gust of wind swept towards her. She glanced down instinctively and saw a black sedan speeding toward her.

She took several steps back, the car body now only a hair's breadth away from her.

Just as she continued walking forward, the car suddenly reversed on the road and rushed towards her.

If Shen Yun still doesn't understand the situation at this point, he's probably wasted all these years.

She quickly turned around and ran towards a tree not far from her.

Before I even reached my destination, my body suddenly felt light, and I was suspended in mid-air.

With a loud crash, the car slammed into a tree, and white smoke billowed up around it.

"What's going on?" She looked up and saw it was Fu Xing.

"Put me down first."

Noticing their somewhat intimate posture, Fu Xing quickly put her down and noticed a scratch on her arm. He frowned deeply, his expression turning fierce. Shen Yun let out a heavy sigh and walked to the wrecked car. The window was broken, revealing a middle-aged man. She checked his breathing; he seemed to have only been knocked unconscious by the impact and was otherwise unharmed.

"Do you have your phone? Call an ambulance and the police."

Because of the abrasion on her arm, Shen Yun was also taken to the hospital. Fu Xing sat next to her, head down, seemingly lost in thought.

After the wound was bandaged, Fu Xing looked up, his eyes fixed on her. "Why don't you stay at my house for a while?"

Shen Yun picked at her ear. What was that? Had she heard correctly? "What did you say?"

Fu Xing clenched his fists and placed them on his lap, looking quite respectable, but the words he uttered were strange.

"You saw it too, that person was definitely not an accident, it was obviously aimed at you. Why don't you stay at my house for now, it'll be safer that way."

Shen Yun glanced at him, suppressing the urge to pat his head and ask, "Are you sick?" She suddenly asked, "Do you like me?"

Fu Xing tried to avoid it, his face flushed as he retorted, "How could that be? How could I like you?"

Shen Yun: Hehe.

Go get engaged to your own right hand.

"If you don't like it, and we're not even related, why should I live in your house?"

Fu Xing stammered, unable to express what he wanted to say, "I...we are classmates."

Shen Yun waved his hand, "Thank you very much, Fu. I will make a banner and a thank-you letter for you when I return to school, and I will also tell the students around me about your traditional virtue of helping others. That's all, see you tomorrow."

Before Fu Xing could refute, Shen Yun walked over to the police officers standing at the door to cooperate with the investigation, since this was no simple car accident.

Ning Jing's so-called cancer, if not for her early discovery, could have been fatally treated with potent drugs, not to mention the possibility of someone tampering with her medication. And this car accident is even more suspicious.

The person who asked her the question seemed to be a recent police officer, with a youthful innocence still lingering in their eyes.

"Yes, I believe you have seen the surveillance footage. He came straight at me."

"Enemies? How could that be? We don't even have any relatives or friends, how could we possibly have enemies?"

……

The police officers standing together exchanged glances, their expressions gradually becoming serious. They looked at the man lying on the hospital bed, his life hanging in the balance, and were filled with doubt.

The man wasn't anything special, but what was special was that he had sent all his family members abroad half a month ago. The problem was that, given his financial situation, he couldn't possibly afford to do such a thing.

Following this line of thought, this car accident was actually a case of hiring someone to commit murder.

However, these are all just their speculations, without any evidence.

The group wanted to send someone to protect them 24 hours a day, but Shen Yun refused directly. It wasn't that she was arrogant, but after such an incident, even if the person behind it didn't want them to live, they would have to restrain themselves for a while.

(End of this chapter)