Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 6 Is his waist really that thin?

She almost bumped into a girl when she returned to her seat. She moved to the left, and the girl moved to the left as well. Then she moved to the right, and the girl moved to the right as well.

She paused, her gaze falling on the girl's face—

She is the girl who just confessed her feelings to "Lin Shi".

She seemed to have reapplied her foundation, radiating a new glow that was completely different from her teary-eyed appearance just moments before; she even looked somewhat sharp and intimidating.

Qin Zhao blinked slightly, then stepped aside to let her pass first.

The girl didn't move, crossing her arms and looking at her: "Transfer student, do you know what you should and shouldn't say?"

Before Qin Zhao could answer, she leaned closer, and Qin Zhao could even smell the strong perfume on her: "If I hear any rumors that upset me, you're dead."

Qin Zhao felt like sneezing.

Seeing Qin Zhao distracted, the girl got angry: "Did you hear me?"

Qin Zhao suppressed the urge to sneeze and hummed in response.

Jiang Man's voice rang out: "Hey, Princess Fang Tian, ​​what's gotten into you today? Is it because of the sunlight, the temperature, or the lack of moisture in the air? She's only been here for two days, and you're already bullying her."

"Which eye of yours saw me bullying her?" Fang Tian retorted.

Jiang Man pouted and pointed two fingers at her eyes: "I can see it with both eyes!"

Fang Tian snorted, and before leaving, she gave Qin Zhao a warning look.

"Achoo~" Qin Zhao finally managed to sneeze.

She sniffed, returned to her seat, and didn't forget to express her gratitude to Jiang Man.

Fang Tian's behavior was just a young girl's pride, nothing to worry about.

Jiang Man waved his hand: "It's nothing. But you should still try to stay away from Fang Tian. She's not someone to be trifled with."

"I forgot to introduce her to you. She's the class beauty. I don't know who called her that, there's no official data. Some people started calling her that, and then everyone just accepted it."

"She also has a nickname, Princess Fang. Because she really has princess syndrome." Jiang Man made a face. "Our princess naturally has no shortage of suitors and protectors, especially Liu Sheng from Class F, a total simp and a brute."

"If anyone upsets our princess, her sycophants alone will be a handful."

"Judging by your build," Jiang Man clicked her tongue and shook her head. "You're in trouble. Here's a piece of advice: stay away from her, avoid her if you can, and you'll be safe."

Adolescence, a time brimming with hormones, is filled with innocent, fleeting moments of attraction, and sometimes, the malice and hostility between men and women can arise inexplicably.

Qin Zhao knew that Jiang Man's reminder made a lot of sense. She just wanted to graduate peacefully and quietly, and then get into university.

After school.

Qin Zhao saw "Lin Shi", but he did not walk towards the carriage.

She snapped out of her daze and realized the driver had already started the car: "Aren't you going to wait for your brother?"

The driver smiled and said, "Someone's here to pick him up. I'll take you home first."

Is there something you need to take care of?

Qin Zhao frowned, thinking of the certainty in Lin Shi's voice when she said she would meet him that evening. She must have completed the task Qin Qiong had assigned her.

Qin Zhao was pouring water when he heard a loud door slam.

She turned around and saw a silhouette with short, blond hair, looking menacing.

When he got closer, she saw that familiar, flamboyant, and immature face.

Lin Shi also saw him, frowned, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Suddenly remembering something, he burst into laughter and pointed at Qin Zhao: "Fine, you've come to complain about my family!"

"You little weakling. I'm not even going to settle scores with you, and instead of secretly gloating, you're adding fuel to the fire." He moved closer, grabbed Qin Zhao by the collar, and lifted him up like a chick.

"It's one thing to tattle on someone at school, but to come all the way home! Did you tattle on me to my mom or my dad?"

Lin Shi, who is 1.85 meters tall, grabbed her collar, intensifying the feeling of constriction around her neck. Her neck and face were flushed red, and the veins on her forehead bulged.

Qin Zhao struggled to hold his hand and pushed Lin Shi away with difficulty: "Let go... of my hand."

Lin Shi glanced at Qin Zhao, who looked like he was about to die, and scoffed, "Is that all? You still dare to complain?"

He discarded Qin Zhao like trash.

Qin Zhao's back slammed against the marble countertop, and she doubled over in pain. Gasping for breath, she said, "I didn't tell on you. You've misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Shi chuckled. "You didn't deliberately call out to the teacher at school?"

Seeing that Qin Zhao didn't speak, he assumed she was feeling guilty: "If you're so capable, don't run away. Wait until I come out, and you'll be in for a world of hurt."

Qin Zhao was too light; Lin Shi tossed her away as easily as dropping a piece of paper.

Her eyelashes fluttered.

She seems to have messed up.

It was a complete mess from the start.

A pair of black sneakers came into view. Shen Yanci raised an eyebrow: "Crying?"

That person was Lin Shi.

The person in front of me is probably Lin Shi's friend.

This afternoon she shamelessly called him "brother".

He probably heard about the Lin family's situation, and he didn't refute her in the afternoon just for fun.

No wonder his expression changed from impatience to mockery, no wonder he said he would definitely see me tonight.

He's just here to laugh at us.

She's just too stupid.

Qin Zhao pursed her lips and slowly stood up. The movement aggravated the wound on her back, so she only closed her eyes briefly.

Shen Yanci, however, took pity on her and offered a helping hand.

"Thank you."

Her voice was as usual, only much colder, carrying an impeccable sense of detachment.

For some reason, Shen Yanci felt a strange sense of unease and discomfort.

He lifted his eyelids slightly, glanced at her pale yellow-brown costume, and then his gaze fell on her back, where there were obvious bruises.

His Adam's apple bobbed: "You're injured?"

Qin Zhao turned away, avoiding his kindness: "No."

She forced a emotionless smile: "I'm going back to my room now. Make yourself at home."

Her complexion wasn't good, but her back was unusually straight when she walked. It was a thin layer, as if a gust of wind would blow it away.

Shen Yanci clicked his tongue, feeling uneasy.

Back in his room, Qin Zhao lay on the sofa for a while before getting up to go to the bathroom to check his wound.

Marble has sharp edges and corners; it really hurts when you bump into it.

She couldn't see the wound on her back clearly, but could vaguely make out a rectangular purplish-blue mark on her waist, with faint red blood vessels visible through the edges and center of the rectangle.

Qin Zhao reached out and touched it, hissing as he did so.

A diagnosis was made.

There are still some broken skin.

"you--"

Upon hearing the voice, Qin Zhao quickly lowered his robe: "What do you want to do?"

She was annoyed because Qin Qiong didn't like her locking the door, so she would usually get out of bed and quietly lock it a while after Qin Qiong closed the door.

Normally, no one except Qin Qiong would enter her room.

My mind was too busy just now, and I forgot that I should have locked the door first.

But why did he go into her room?

Shen Yanci didn't hear what she was saying; his mind was filled with the large, delicate white that had just flashed through his mind.

Is his waist really that thin?
Shen Yanci: Is it normal for a grown man to have such a white and slender waist?
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