Rebirth: The Fake Young Lady Is A Real Young Lady

Chapter 213 - 213 Counterattack

213 Counterattack

A slight frown appeared on Jiang Xue’s face as she said righteously, “Xixi, what are you doing? Chengcheng only said that for your good. We’re your classmates; we only want what’s best for you. To stoop so low as to please a man publicly for money isn’t the solution to your troubles.”

Jiang Xue sighed and said with a little disappointment, “You shouldn’t have done that. Guan Lei is a guy, and you’re a girl. There’s something called basic decency, and if not that, at least integrity and dignity. I know your family is short of money, and you need money to pay for your school fees, but…”

Jiang Xue looked as if she could not bear to continue.

Shen Xi sneered. She walked up to Jiang Xue and asked, “Jiang Xue, if memory serves, you only transferred into the school this semester. Why do you seem to know my family’s situation so well? How could you know that my family is so poor that I can’t even pay the school’s tuition fees? Have you been inside my house?”

!!

Jiang Xue panicked. She feared Shen Xi would expose the fact that she had lived with the Shen family for 18 years.

Suddenly, she raised her voice and said, “Don’t spout nonsense! Everyone knows your father gives you a lift to school on that dilapidated electrical bicycle; you rode on it with him at the start of term. If that isn’t enough to show how poor you are, what is?”

Liu Cheng scrambled to her feet, clutching her rapidly swelling face. She pointed at Shen Xi and screamed, “Shen Xi, you sl*t! You’re a disgusting low-life who seduces men for money. You’re a disgrace to our gender. With your cheap and dirty looks, anyone with a pair of eyes will see you for who you are. Would I still need to visit your house to confirm what I already know?”

“Liu Cheng, you’re making things up!” Zhao Yuan exploded in anger, her demeanor growing more boorish.

“And you, Zhao Yuan.” Liu Cheng turned on Zhao Yuan without care. “You hang out with scum like Shen Xi all day. I doubt you’re any better than her. Like calls to like. Tell me, do you and Shen Xi go out to have fun and sell your bodies for a little bit of extra cash?”

Zhao Yuan was thoroughly infuriated by Liu Cheng’s callous words. She rolled up her sleeves and began hitting Liu Cheng. Jiang Xue quickly intervened, positioning herself as a neutral third party to the conflict while covertly framing the situation to Liu Cheng’s advantage. “Stop fighting!”

The students around them had already fled the scene, afraid they would be caught in the fistfight.

Shen Xi’s eyes narrowed. She stepped in and kicked Jiang Xue aside before grabbing Liu Cheng by her hair and slapping her black and blue. Soon, Liu Cheng’s face swelled, resembling a pig’s head.

Distracted, Shen Xi did not notice Jiang Xue, who slowly stumbled to her feet, enduring the pain in her abdomen and rushing at her. Jiang Xue raised her hand, her sharp nails glinting in the light, as she slashed at Shen Xi’s face.

She happily imagined what Shen Xi would look like with her face sliced into ribbons, scarred beyond relief.

To her surprise, Shen Xi dodged her clawed hand, slapping it aside with reflexes Jiang Xue never knew her hated foe possessed. Another resounding slap echoed in the changing room as Jiang Xue’s face began to swell.

Shen Xi slapped Jiang Xue a few more times before launching her into a corner of the room with a firm kick.

Jiang Xue covered her face with one hand while the other interposed itself over her abdomen. Even as she was taking a beating, she refused to allow Shen Xi to ruin her looks. In desperation, she cried, running straight for the door, “Shen Xi, stop hitting me. You’re going to kill me.”

However, Shen Xi did not let her have her way. She caught Jiang Xue just as she was about to leave the changing room. Yanking the latter’s hair, Shen Xi dragged Jiang Xue back inside.

“Shen Xi, let go of me. If you dare to touch me, you and your poor parents will die!” Jiang Xue tugged at her hair, trying to unknot the tangled strands held in Shen Xi’s grasp.

Shen Xi snorted coldly. Perhaps she would have been afraid in the past and would have acted with more caution, but that was no longer necessary.

Now, all Shen Xi wanted to do was show Jiang Xue how she was a toad in a well who could not imagine the immensity of the heavens and earth.

Did Jiang Xue think she could do as she pleased just because she was the sole heiress to the Jiang family and was close to the Xiang Group, one of many financial powers in the world?

“I’ll be sure to let my parents know. You’ll have to be quick, though. Don’t make us wait too long,” Shen Xi said without fear. One might even say her words carried the weight of her confidence that she had the upper hand.

Shen Xi then stuffed both Jiang Xue and Liu Cheng into the toilet cubicle and locked the door to the changing room from the outside.

A quick overhead throw sent a bucket full of water raining down on the sorry duo.

Jiang Xue and Liu Cheng’s screams echoed from within, punctuated by a litany of vulgarities.