Stubborn Wife Resists Marriage: CEO Coaxes Her 999 Times and Tortures Her Once

On my first day at school, I didn't know where it was.

Su Xiaonuan obediently ran to the car and sat in the back seat. Luo Jing nodded politely, started the car, and drove away.

Arriving at a spot not far from the school, Su Xiaonuan shouted, "Stop the car!"

Luo Jing stopped the car, and Su Xiaonuan got out and ran away without looking back.

Su Xiaonuan arrived at the entrance of the ancient city university, turned her head to look around, and followed her classmates in with light steps.

The interior is very luxurious, as magnificent, spacious and bright as a palace, with the value of the school's long history engraved everywhere.

As expected of a prestigious private school, the students were dressed head to toe in limited-edition designer clothes.

She understood that her clothes were expensive, and seeing the school parking lot lined with one luxury Rolls-Royce, Maybach, Lamborghini, Maserati...

Students passing by her glanced at her with different looks.

As I walked onto the playground, a basketball suddenly came flying right in front of me.

Su Xiaonuan slowly raised her head. A boy in a blue basketball jersey waved at her: "Hey, bring the basketball over here?"

This person has terrible manners. Su Xiaonuan ignored him and looked down at the basketball at her feet.

The boy playing basketball across from her turned his gaze to her.

Su Xiaonuan bent down, picked up the basketball, held it high, and continued walking with her schoolbag on her back.

A few seconds later, she shot the basketball into the basket, and the boys let out a scream: "You shot that far in?"

Su Xiaonuan found the teacher's office and politely knocked on the door. A magnetic male voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Su Xiaonuan came in and smiled politely: "Hello, Teacher Zhou, I am Su Xiaonuan."

Zhou Xianglong stood up from his chair: "Hello, it's an honor for you to transfer to our class at this time."

Logically speaking, she is a freshman.

At this point, transferring to a prestigious private school is simply impossible for an ordinary person.

I don't know what connections that old man used to get me into this unfamiliar school: "Thank you, Teacher Zhou."

Zhou Xianglong is a man in his thirties with regular features and fair, radiant skin; he is quite handsome.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and holding an expensive fountain pen.

He looked at the young girl in front of him with a hint of caution in his eyes, but was very enthusiastic: "Hello, Su Xiaonuan, class is about to start. I'll take you to the classroom..."

Su Xiaonuan nodded, "Thank you, Teacher Zhou," and followed Zhou Xianglong to the classroom.

Zhou Xianglong arranged for her to sit in the second row: "Class is about to start, so get your books ready."

Her arrival drew strange looks from her classmates.

The new semester has been going on for quite some time, and suddenly a new student transferred in, who is also a super beautiful girl.

A stunningly beautiful girl suddenly joined the class, and all the students' eyes fell on her.

The school bell rang, and the teacher came in to give a lesson.

Su Xiaonuan listened attentively to the lesson, which was taught at a slow pace, with the teacher explaining the key points very carefully.

At lunchtime, Su Xiaonuan went to the cafeteria to eat, got her food, and found a seat.

Suddenly, a boy appeared in front of her and handed her an egg, asking, "Hey beautiful, do you know how to play basketball?"

Su Xiaonuan slowly raised her head to look at the other person. Who was this person? She said seriously, "No."

She understood that she couldn't afford to offend these rich young men.

Carrying their food, they went to another table.

Avoid associating with them, lest you get into trouble.

Seeing Su Xiaonuan about to leave, the male classmate laughed and said, "Hey beautiful, do you even know how to play basketball?"

Su Xiaonuan was holding her food when her gaze fell on the other person. The boy in front of her was about the same age as her.

Judging from his attire, each piece of clothing costs hundreds of thousands of yuan, and his watch is worth more than 200 million yuan, so his family background must be quite impressive.

The boy envied the girl's fair and rosy skin, and her thin, sexy lips were tinged with pink. He saw the girl grinning at him with a silly grin.

Su Xiaonuan stopped immediately with a serious expression: "No."

These rich young masters can't be allowed to do whatever they want, otherwise, they'll have a hard time in the future.

He sincerely invited Su Xiaonuan twice, but when he saw that Su Xiaonuan didn't give him face, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on the male classmate's face.

Su Xiaonuan found a secluded place to sit down. Leaving these people would be good for her, and she didn't want to have anything to do with these rich and powerful kids.

At this moment, a girl wearing a light blue dress, seven-centimeter white high heels, long earrings, and an expensive necklace entered. Her smooth short hair fell around her ears, and she wore heavy makeup.

A boy approached Su Xiaonuan, grabbed her long hair without saying a word, and with a "slap slap" sound, ten handprints appeared on her face.

Su Xiaonuan was eating when someone shook the rice off her chopsticks.

With so many people in the cafeteria, no one dared to stand up and stop the girl's behavior.

The arrogant girl pulled the boy out, threw him to the ground, and stomped on his head: "If you dare to go back and tell on me, you're dead today."

The boy curled up in pain, his cheeks swollen like big apples: "I won't do it again, please let me go?"

The girl was very satisfied, and laughed sarcastically: "Haha, you know that's good. If you dare to tattle next time, don't even think about going home to see your parents."

Behind the girl was a group of tagalongs, their hands in their pockets, looking like a bunch of thugs.

She was the leader of this group, and those followers had to obey her orders.

The girl walked away, and the others followed. Isn't this a typical case of school bullying?

Who is she anyway? She's bullying people like this.

Su Xiaonuan put her phone away, shoveled the rice in her bowl into her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

The boy was lying on the ground crying, his body convulsing violently.

Seeing everyone's indifference, Su Xiaonuan ran over and helped the other person up from the ground: "Are you alright?"

The boy got up, shook off the food on his clothes, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Thank you."

Su Xiaonuan took out the papers from her pocket and handed them to the other person: "This is too much. Don't be afraid of her, you must tell the teacher."

The boy, his face covered in tears, shook his head and left.

I don't understand this person's thinking. I've already given them advice, so why don't they tell the teacher?

Although this is a prestigious school, it should have its own management system.

These words, "It is wrong to publicly beat up classmates at school," instantly silenced the entire cafeteria.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on her, making her feel as if she had said something wrong.

The intense gaze made her cheeks flush slightly.

Su Xiaonuan gently raised her head, looked around, and found that everyone was staring at her.

She coughed awkwardly a few times, put the plate back where it was, and kept clapping her little hands.

Su Xiaonuan calmly walked out of the cafeteria.

Did I say something wrong? Did I offend someone?