The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Everything seemed peaceful.

There were a lot of people around Su Ran.

"Hey junior, what department are you in? Want to exchange contact information? Maybe we can get together sometime."

A bold and outgoing person sat down next to Su Ran.

He has a rather handsome face, dresses fashionably and energetically, and exudes a confident air of having plenty of money.

Everyone has the right to pursue beautiful things, and Su Ran was not averse to it, so she simply politely declined his offer.

"Excuse me, senior, I don't want to attend the party yet. Also, the seat you're sitting in is taken."

Her tone and expression were 100% sincere; the empty seats on both sides were indeed occupied, and Mosa and Tang Shan would be coming over soon.

Perhaps she was too easy to talk to, which emboldened him to become even more arrogant.

"Don't be like that. We're all from the same school, we see each other all the time, we'll get to know each other eventually, right, junior?"

He moved closer and could smell a faint, alluring fragrance emanating from her nose, captivating and mesmerizing. He hooked his arm around Su Ran's shoulder.

Su Ran froze; she hadn't expected this boy to be so bold.

The onlookers were once again abuzz with excitement.

Another beautiful flower is about to be plucked by Young Master Jiang.

"Senior, could you please remove your hand?" Su Ran's fair face turned frosty.

Jiang Yan didn't take her icy expression seriously at all; he believed that any ice queen was just putting on an act when it came to money.

He had been observing Su Ran for a long time, from the sensation she caused on her first day of school to their first meeting today. Judging from her clothes, he felt that her family must not be very wealthy. As long as she had a need for money, he was 100% sure he could win her over.

"Senior, do you still want your hands?" Her eyes held a hidden warning.

She respects those who pursue beauty, but not lecherous men.

Jiang Yan hugged her tighter and tighter, even intoxicated by her fragrance. Seeing her captivating profile, he believed he had a better chance of winning, even though she had a boyfriend.

"Don't be so formal. Who knows, we might be the closest people in the world in the future." He flashed a handsome smile.

But this smile didn't last long before it was knocked over by a deadly kick!

"Who gave you permission to touch our boss??"

Mosa was holding a bag of egg pancakes when she saw a group of students gathered around her from afar. She had a bad feeling and pushed her way through the crowd to find her boss.

He immediately kicked the person away!

"Boss, are you alright? I'll protect you!" Her eyes were full of heartache. Her boss was so beautiful, and yet he had been touched by that filthy man's dirty hands!

Su Ran shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

Tang Shan, who arrived late, looked around with three boxes of rice noodle rolls in his hands.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Did that stinky man touch the boss's shoulder?"

"What?! Who has the audacity to touch my post-apocalyptic heroine?!"

"He's a shameless bastard."

"Nima."

Tang Shan put down the rice noodle roll and slapped him!

Having just been kicked and now slapped, Jiang Yan felt dizzy.

Su Ran, who didn't have to lift a finger the whole time: "..."

Her roommates are all so tough, she likes them.

However, it's more satisfying for her to handle her own affairs herself.

So, while Jiang Yan was in a daze, the right hand that was holding Su Ran made a snapping sound that made your teeth ache.

The pain traveled from my wrist to my shoulder, and I curled up like a shrimp, unable to stop screaming.

"It hurts—stop—I won't do it again, I'll never do it again!"

All that could be heard was the cold beauty above speaking in a soft, pleasant voice:

"Senior, I asked you if you wanted this hand."

The crowd erupted instantly; Su Ran had become famous.

She beat up the senior student from the conducting department who had been domineering at school for three years.

Someone immediately told Su Ran's counselor, Zhang Zewen, about it.

When Zhang Zewen saw Su Ran twist Jiang Yan's arm with one hand, she was completely bewildered.

Who is this girl who lifted a boy up with one hand and even made a bend in his arm?

What about her frail and weak student?

Where did you go?

Su Ran saw the counselor.

A snap.

Jiang Yan's wrist has recovered.

She flashed a radiant smile and greeted her counselor, "Teacher Zhang, everything is alright now."

"You're talking nonsense! Teacher, look, she touched my hand... Hey? Why doesn't it hurt anymore?"

Jiang Yan waved his arms in disbelief; they moved freely, showing no sign of being broken.

But he couldn't have taken that kick and slap for nothing!

"Teacher, can you control your students? My clothes are all bruised from being kicked. This is a brand new style, can they afford to pay for it? And my face is still swollen." Jiang Yan complained.

“Teacher, this person is being inappropriate. He even put his hand on our leader… cough Ranran’s shoulder.” Mosa coughed and retorted, “We were just protecting our own safety, didn’t you say that? I have a strong sense of justice.”

Zhang Zewen was at a loss for words, and what Mo Sha said seemed to make a lot of sense. Moreover, she, as a newcomer, had some understanding of Jiang Yan's temperament after three years here.

His father is a bit difficult to deal with.

Just then, the crowd suddenly erupted in commotion.

"That's Shi Youyou, who became famous on the confession wall before. The one next to her should be Teacher John."

"Mr. John is so kind; he really gives his students face."

"Why is Shi Youyou dressed like Guiyin?"

"Could she also be a fan of Ghost Voice?"

"If she can be a fan of Ghost Voice, then she must be a good person, right?"

……

Su Ran frowned.

She walked through the crowd and saw a familiar figure.

The peacock blue cheongsam, the mask adorned with blue diamonds, the messy short hairstyle, and even the way they walk in high heels are remarkably similar.

She seemed to have seen Su Ran as well, casting a provocative glance through her eyes, which mimicked the ghostly voice makeup.