Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

Yan Weixi forcefully slammed him against the wall, as easily as shaking off a dirty rag.

A murderous glint flashed in her eyes: "What kind of skill is it to bully girls?"

"You're scum!"

The boy who was thrown away was slammed hard against the wall with a thud!

He slid down the wall and fell to the ground, stunned for several seconds before realizing that Yan Weixi had hit him!

At this moment, his face and back were burning with pain. The pain stimulated his senses, making his already irritable emotions like a match about to ignite!

The thought of being abandoned by a sycophant in front of everyone fueled his anger, and he stood up resentfully, wanting to punch him back.

He immediately stood up like a mad dog and threw a punch in Yan Weixi's direction!

Yan Weixi, with the advantage of possessing magic, enhanced her physical strength and took the boy's punch in front of everyone!

With the slightest movement of her wrist, a crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, accompanied by a boy's pig-like scream!

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The boy's piercing scream rang out in the quiet classroom, hitting everyone's ears precisely like a pebble thrown into a lake, startling some of the more timid students.

Yan Weixi shook off his hand, clapped her hands, and brushed away non-existent dust.

She walked over to Li Yao, her deskmate, and was just about to return to her seat.

Before I even sat down, I was caught off guard to see the table covered in graffiti with malicious words and glue on the chair. I even saw the same marks on Li Yao's table.

Her eyes suddenly turned cold. "Who did this?"

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

There are people watching the show.

They've already distanced themselves from the situation, ignoring everything that's not their business.

Some of them felt guilty.

The graffiti on this table is different; it's obvious that it was written by different people.

Just as Yan Weixi's patience was about to run out, someone finally stood up arrogantly, with a disdainful look on their face:

"So what if I did it? What can you do about it?"

The boy, Chao Yanweixi, rolled his eyes in disdain, completely unafraid.

Even if Yan Weixi finds out that I did it, so what? She won't be able to make a fuss!

Yan Weixi remained silent, and just when everyone thought she was bluffing but actually backing down and not daring to make a sound—

Yan Weixi rushed over and grabbed the other person's hair.

He suddenly pulled the other person over and slammed their entire face onto the table, using them as a rag!

"Whoever made it should clean it up, is that too much to ask?"

Immediately, she rubbed the boy's face hard with her hands, using it like a rag without a second thought.

The crackling sound of dry friction echoed throughout the classroom.

Seeing Yan Weixi's arrogance, the others rushed to break up the fight.

Yan Weixi coldly lifted his head up and then forcefully pressed it down onto the table!

After stopping, he coldly looked at the people who wanted to break up the fight.

A chilling aura suddenly erupted from her, and her voice was icy and sharp: "Get out!"

The group of people who were originally going to break up the fight suddenly lost control of themselves and instinctively shrank back two steps, feeling a strong sense of retreat lingering in their hearts.

It was as if their instincts were warning them not to go over, that going over would have unbearable consequences, forcing them to retreat.

Those further away, seeing the group trying to break up the fight back in fear of a sycophant, immediately rolled their eyes and muttered:

You're all afraid of a simp!

Those who retreated in fear couldn't help but think, "Go ahead and try if you dare," but knowing they were in the wrong because they were genuinely afraid of Yan Weixi's gaze, they didn't argue back.

They themselves wondered why their bodies wouldn't obey them and were actually afraid of a good-for-nothing.

Wen Yu hid himself away early on, voluntarily becoming invisible, not wanting to get involved in any trouble.

He planned to offer some perfunctory comfort to Yan Weixi after everything was over.

But someone started it up, forcing him to speak out: "Young Master Wen, you need to control this sycophant, she might not listen to you!"

Wen Yu's face immediately darkened.

This is tantamount to roasting him over a fire.

It’s not true if you say it, and it’s not true if you don’t say it.

If he doesn't intervene, what will others think of him? Qingqing will also be unhappy.

But if she really tries to mediate, Yan Weixi might overthink it, and her sister's plan might fall apart!

He quickly considered how to end things in a way that would neither arouse suspicion among his classmates nor hurt Yan Weixi's feelings.

But before he could come up with a solution, someone urged him to hurry: "Hurry up, Young Master Wen!"

Under the eager gazes of the crowd, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go ahead.

He walked towards Yan Weixi.

Others made way for them.

He looked up at Yan Weixi, glancing at her subtly.

Upon seeing her, his long-term control likely gave him the illusion that Yan Weixi was someone easy to control.

He suddenly felt very confident.

Anyway, Yan Weixi is easy to coax; a few words of persuasion and she will continue to trust him wholeheartedly.

If we treat Yan Weixi too well, she will become arrogant and difficult to control.

Treating Yan Weixi badly and publicly reprimanding her would break her heart and affect his and his sister's plans.

The best approach is to casually say a few words to keep her hanging on, making her feel insecure and anxious, which will make her want him even more.

So Wen Yu decided to mediate, casually saying, "Yan Weixi, they're all classmates. What bad intentions could they possibly have? They were just joking with you. Your reaction is just being aggressive."

"Give me some face and stop bullying those classmates, or I'll stop talking to you!"

Hearing Wen Yu speak, everyone else waited to see what would happen.

Every time Wen Yu comes out and mentions Yan Weixi, Yan Weixi will fawn over him like a lapdog, and then do whatever he asks.

But the Yan Weixi of today is not the Yan Weixi of the past!

She now felt that Wen Yu was like a fly, buzzing and annoying, and she really wanted to swat him with an electric mosquito swatter.

Yan Weixi was too lazy to listen to his troublemaking remarks, so she simply threw away the boy in her hand.

When the others saw Yan Weixi let go, they assumed that she was afraid Wen Yu would ignore her, which was why she had no choice but to let go.

Their eyes immediately filled with contempt and disdain.

They looked down on Yan Weixi even more!

As expected, Yan Weixi is a total simp!

No matter how loud the noise gets, as soon as Wen Yu opens his mouth, they will quiet down like a loyal dog!

However, just when everyone thought the matter was over, Yan Weixi made a move.

In full view of everyone, Yan Weixi went straight to Wen Yu, grabbed his hair and dragged him onto the table.

"boom!"

She slammed Wen Yu's head against the table, making a sharp sound.

Her voice was cold: "If you enjoy pleading for others so much, then take responsibility for yourself!"

Yan Weixi had always known that the real mastermind behind her bullying was Wen Yu, and she had long disliked Wen Yu!

She pressed Wen Yu's head down and used it as a rag.

The screeching sound of friction echoed throughout the classroom once again.

Liu Qingting was so frightened by what she saw that she almost rolled her eyes back, her blood pressure spiked, and she screamed repeatedly:

"Ahhh! Brother Yu! You vicious woman! Let go of Brother Yu!"

The others then realized what was happening and wanted to help, but for some reason their legs felt like lead and they dared not move.

Wen Yu, the only one who could mediate the fight, was used as a rag to wipe the table. This time, no one dared to help!

Wen Yu was pressed down on the table by her and forced to rub his face on it, his face burning with pain.

When Wen Yu thought about how he usually treated Yan Weixi like a dog, but now the "dog" had turned the tables and trampled his dignity on the floor, he felt a surge of anger.

Especially when she saw her classmates, who had always admired and fawned over her, now looking at her with pity and sympathy, at that moment—

Wen Yu seemed to recall the pitiful and contemptuous looks he received from his neighbors back then.

His gaze was like a piercing arrow, and in retrospect, it perfectly mirrored the collapse and inferiority I felt at the time.

He was trembling all over, shaking like a leaf.

His hard-won self-esteem was on the verge of collapse.

Wen Yu's fragile spirit collapsed instantly.

Memories of being ridiculed and scorned from years ago flooded back like a tidal wave, vividly replaying in his mind. His reason shattered instantly; he could no longer recall his sister's words of advice, and he roared in despair:

"Yan Weixi! Get out of my way! Let me go! What are you pretending for, you simp? If you don't let me go, I'll kill you!"