Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

People came and went around them, and the curious gazes shifted from Blizzard to Aunt Qian. In the end, it was Aunt Qian who couldn't stand it anymore.

She patted her pockets, put on her mask, but still couldn't stand the stares. She casually patted her knee, wiped the edge of her shoes, and slowly stood up.

"You don't even dodge or help, aren't you afraid of shortening your lifespan?"

Blizzard has discovered that she likes to use a pitiful tone to say things that are not worthy of pity. This inexplicable behavior also exposes her wickedness. Is she the same person who took such good care of them before?

“You had to kneel, everyone was watching, and I didn’t force you to bend your knees,” Blizzard said. “If having older people kneel to you is so effective that it shortens your lifespan, then I’ll do nothing all day but kneel to people I hate.”

Aunt Qian was speechless.

"As human beings, we should at least know how to repay kindness, right? If we don't know how to repay kindness, then we're not human."

Was she trying to blackmail her? Blizzard racked his brains but couldn't think of anything else she had done for him besides some small favors he had received in the past.

"If you mean things like heating up our food or bringing us fruit when we ate late in the past, that's easy to do."

Blizzard opened his phone and computer. "Most things can be solved with money. Give us an estimate, and we'll calculate the price of your fruits, snacks, pickles, and such. I'll pay you back."

Blizzard reminded her, "After we finish calculating this, we also need to calculate the scarves I'll buy you in winter, the lazy fan in summer, knee pads for middle-aged and elderly people, and insoles to relieve foot pain. They're not expensive items, but since we're going to calculate it clearly, we'll refund any overpayment and charge any underpayment. What do you think?"

Aunt Qian quickly waved her hand: "Let's not talk about the past, it's all in the past."

Blizzard put his phone away. "We have no future connection, so what's the point of talking about repaying kindness?"

Aunt Qian hurriedly opened her phone—it was an old phone that Blizzard's family had replaced—and showed Blizzard photos one by one.

He explained, "Look at these things, they completely exceed the value of the order. I only gave them so much because of you, but it's all real money, you have nothing to say about it."

Blizzard was so angry he laughed, utterly speechless.

"No matter how much you give to others when you sell something, it won't end up in my hands, so why are you asking me for favors?"

"You dare say you don't know these people?" Aunt Qian was a little agitated. "I know you had someone else buy them for you, and then you would find an opportunity to take them back from the Sports Bureau. I thank you for taking care of my business, so I always gave you extra money later."

"Later, although I don't know why you didn't want it anymore, other people came to me to buy it. Although I don't know why you bought so much, I gave you a lot every time. Do you dare say you didn't know? If we didn't know each other, which store would do business at a loss?"

She did ask her friend Tian Tian to buy it for her, but later she found out that Aunt Qian knew her identity and stopped buying it. What did it matter to her what other people went to buy it?

Seeing that Blizzard didn't rush to refute, Aunt Qian seemed to have found a handle against her, changed her attitude, and stopped being aggressive.

"I'm not asking you to return it or give me money. I just want you to give Qiu Shiyue a chance. You're still young, you have plenty of opportunities, okay?"

"not good."

Blizzard was blunt. "Business is about mutual consent. The buyer pays a certain amount, you pay a certain amount in goods, and once the money and goods are exchanged, the transaction is complete, which means both parties are satisfied. Now you're telling me you think I'm the one who gave others more? That's bullshit."

"Opportunities are something you have to fight for yourself, not something you can exchange like you said. Even if you gave her the world's number one spot now, she wouldn't be able to hold onto it; she'd fall off and break her leg."

"Also, it's not me who doesn't know how to repay kindness, it's Qiu Shiyue. Didn't she throw all our good intentions into the trash can? If you don't know, go ask her."

"I really regret listening to all your nonsense. If you think I owe you something, go ahead and complain to the central government. I won't run away; I'll just wait for you here."

She turned and left after saying that; if she stayed even a second longer, she'd be crazy.

During training, she was holding back her anger and hit the ball again and again, which scared the girl opposite her.

"Sis, is something on your mind?"

The one asking the question was Xiao Li, a girl from the second team who had been dragged by Qiu Shiyue to clean up before. She had stood up for her during the blizzard and treated her like a god.

Seeing that Xiao Li was covered in sweat, Blizzard knew she was exhausted, so she handed her a bottle of water and pulled her to rest for a while.

"I heard that Qiu Shiyue once asked you to buy her a drink while she was eating, and when she came back she had messed up your meal. Is that true?"

Xiao Li took a sip of water, nodded gently, and her wet bangs swayed with her movements.

"So it's true that she dumps her dirty clothes and socks on you and makes you wash them?"

Xiao Li dared not say anything more.

"Don't be afraid," Blizzard patted her. "Let's go back first."

"sister."

Xiao Li called out to Blizzard, who was about to leave, "Can you please not stand up for me?"

Blizzard turned around and asked, "Are you afraid that Qiu Shiyue will retaliate against you even more?"

"Yes and no." She spoke softly and cautiously. "You can't always help me. I think only when I am truly strong will no one dare to bully me."