Saving the Obsessive Villain Boss [Quick Transmigration] (GL) - Chapter 31
The school specifically retrieved a dust-covered copper gong from the warehouse for the sports meet. The referee struck the gong to signal a halt, and people gradually left the field, just as her self-righteous voice was heard.
Shi Qingyi smiled, then pulled the person to sit on the steps beside the track. The lush branches of the camphor tree cast dappled shadows on the ground. Jiang Zhiyi’s ears were completely red, as if dyed by the crimson sunset in the sky.
Like a cat caught red-handed while declaring its sovereignty.
Shi Qingyi held out a hand. Jiang Zhiyi quickly handed her a bottle of drink. It was a bit cold to the touch, and Shi Qingyi was momentarily stunned.
Jiang Zhiyi quickly looked up and asked cautiously, “What’s wrong?”
She had bought it because she saw everyone else buying it, and she didn’t know if Shi Qingyi would like it.
“Nothing.” The young girl’s eyelashes trembled. It was a sports drink. Whether it tasted good or not was one thing, but the price was surprisingly high. Of course, it was nothing to Shi Qingyi, but to Jiang Zhiyi, it was three or four days’ worth of breakfast money.
The blonde girl took a sip of water, seemingly finally recovering a little. She rested one hand on her chin and looked at her with a half-smile: “You just said I should study hard and not date. How come I don’t remember ever saying that?”
Jiang Zhiyi: “…”
The flush quietly climbed from her earlobes to her cheeks. Thinking of something, her eyes suddenly lit up: “Then, do you want to date?!”
“Cough, cough, cough.” Shi Qingyi was almost choked by her line of thought. Jiang Zhiyi’s previously downcast and quiet eyes suddenly brightened, staring at her intensely, making her cheeks feel a little hot.
“What are you thinking? Study hard, got it?” The blonde girl coughed a few times to cover up, and tapped the girl’s forehead. Even as a poor student herself, she sounded utterly justified saying this.
“Oh…” Jiang Zhiyi lowered her head, slightly disappointed, and dejectedly rubbed her forehead, then quietly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
It’s okay, isn’t it better if she’s not planning to? Now she has a reason to reject those boys later.
She couldn’t help but look up. The shattered gold of the setting sun fell on the girl’s golden short hair. The corners of her eyes were slightly curved, and all the sunset gathered in the corners of her eyes into a gentle lake, warm yet carrying a hint of distant aloofness.
Jiang Zhiyi hugged the school uniform in her arms and sat obediently beside her. The beautiful girl was constantly like a beacon, and even just sitting there, boys from afar would occasionally cast their gaze over.
She suddenly felt like she was the evil dragon guarding the princess. No matter who wanted to come and take her away, she would rush up without hesitation and tear them to shreds.
—Even though she was currently living under Shi Qingyi’s protection.
This was good too. She slightly narrowed her eyes, basking in the warm sunlight. Before she needed to grow her claws, the evil dragon was willing to be the kitten in the princess’s arms.
“Cough, cough,” the person next to her suddenly coughed twice again, trying to hide it. Under Jiang Zhiyi’s concerned gaze, wondering if she had choked, she slightly turned her face away, “It’s impossible now, I didn’t say it’s impossible later…”
Jiang Zhiyi was momentarily confused, still not realizing what she was saying, when the blonde girl had already stood up first: “Let’s go—”
Was that what she meant? Jiang Zhiyi followed her footsteps, feeling light-headed. As she walked, she became anxious, and countless fireworks seemed to explode in her heart, all wrapped in the sweetness of honey.
Finally, before reaching the classroom, she mustered up the courage, quickened her pace, and rushed forward, wanting to grab the girl’s hand and ask her what she meant by that sentence—was she willing to date later?
Then, would she mind if the object was a girl?
She didn’t manage to take Shi Qingyi’s hand. The girl pushed open the classroom door, where the class monitor and study committee members were all standing by, looking over with strange eyes.
The sunlight flowed in the almost frozen atmosphere.
It was normal for girls who were close to hold hands and hug, but that definitely didn’t include Jiang Zhiyi, the murderer’s daughter and the so-called disgusting homosexual. Her hand clenched vacantly in the air, but she still restrained herself and pulled it back.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on Jiang Zhiyi, as if carrying sharp, hurtful thorns. Shi Qingyi’s heart skipped a beat, instinctively knowing something was wrong, and she slightly frowned: “What’s the matter?”
Her expression was natural. She took her things and walked towards her seat, her demeanor completely unfazed: “Why are you all gathered around my seat?”
Song Zhiming choked up but still walked over first, frowning at the girl shrinking behind Shi Qingyi. He seemed to have difficulty speaking: “Si Si’s money is missing. We just searched all the desks in the class and found it in classmate Jiang’s seat.”
Shi Qingyi was taken aback and walked straight over: “And?”
No one expected her to be so calm. Song Zhiming paused in his breathing but continued, “Not only that, but we also found… your necklace, classmate Shi, in her desk.”
Jiang Zhiyi’s face instantly turned pale.
Shi Qingyi subconsciously touched her neck. It was empty. She belatedly remembered that she had taken off the necklace before the sports meet to avoid losing it.
Song Zhiming took out the necklace, which was a chain with a turquoise pendant. It was a gift from her family for her eighteenth birthday.
Shi Qingyi’s face suddenly turned cold: “Give it to me.”
A deliberately awkward and regretful look appeared on Song Zhiming’s face: “It was already like this when we found it…”
A small crack ran across the blue-green jade body of the bead, glaring and causing pupils to shrink. Gold has a price, but jade is priceless. The students present didn’t know the exact price, but judging by Shi Qingyi’s concern, they knew it was expensive.
Standing behind, Jiang Zhiyi only felt her bl00d slowly turn icy.
Shi Qingyi never took that necklace off. Even when she occasionally took it off, she kept it safely. How could it have been broken in her desk like this?
Her heart was freezing, yet a gloomy fire began to burn from within. After the extreme panic passed, she even began to feel—
“Who said she stole it?” Shi Qingyi lifted her eyes, holding the turquoise necklace, and turned around to separate Jiang Zhiyi’s hand.
Her hand had been clenched so tightly, as if wanting to pierce the flesh, but at the moment Shi Qingyi reached out, it suddenly loosened, fearing to hurt her in the slightest.
“Who told you she stole it? Can’t it be that I gave it to her?”
Song Zhiming didn’t expect this sudden twist, and his face instantly became unnatural: “Classmate Shi, are you sure you gave it to her?”
Anyone with eyes could tell this necklace was expensive. He came from a family with a bit of money and had some exposure to such things. Shi Qingyi’s turquoise was easily worth seven figures, and that was an understatement. To just casually give it away—
“I said I gave it to her. Do I need to repeat it again?”
Jiang Zhiyi’s hands were inexplicably shaking. Shi Qingyi held the turquoise, clenching both the necklace and her hand in her palm.
“Fine, even if you gave her the necklace, what about the money? How come Si Si just lost six hundred yuan, and it was found in her desk? Isn’t that right, Si Si?” Song Zhiming was still not giving up, and a hint of hostility, which ruined his previous gentle demeanor, was hard to conceal between his eyebrows.
“Yes,” Deng Sisi reacted, “I’ve already reported this to the police. If you have anything to say, say it to the police.”
The group of people around, who were shocked by Shi Qingyi’s extravagant gesture, also reacted, their strange gazes sweeping back and forth between the two girls.
They had only heard that Jiang Zhiyi, the murderer’s daughter, was a lesbian and had those kinds of thoughts about Shi Qingyi. Perhaps, Shi Qingyi might have responded.
Otherwise, why would she protect her so much? Casually giving away something worth seven figures?
Jiang Zhiyi was stung by those glances. She didn’t care how they treated her, but how could they look at Shi Qingyi with such disgusting eyes? At that moment, she only wanted to rush forward and firmly shield her princess behind her.
But Shi Qingyi didn’t give her the chance. She just sneered: “What? Is your name printed on the money? You lost six hundred yuan, so everyone else who has six hundred yuan is a suspect? Well, I have more than six hundred, so am I a suspect too?”
“You…” Deng Sisi bit her lip, “Who doesn’t know Jiang Zhiyi’s situation? She, she’s so poor she can’t even afford the printing fee, how could she have that much money?”
“Can’t it be that I paid her for tutoring?” Shi Qingyi’s eyes were icy, aggressive, and unyielding, “She was with me on the track the whole time today. Where did she find the time to come back and steal money? Oh, I almost forgot, there might actually be marks on the money—fingerprints. Let’s go and get the fingerprints checked to see if hers are there. A few thousand yuan for the鉴定 fee is nothing to me.”
Her gaze swept over everyone present: “If it turns out her fingerprints aren’t there, I don’t mind suing for defamation.”
The sunset had unknowingly fallen, and the classroom was dim. Someone suddenly flipped the light switch, and the cold light fell on the girl’s exposed neck, like a layer of cold glaze, aloof and impersonal.
Jiang Jun stood panting by the door, completely unaware of the sudden change of atmosphere inside: “The principal and homeroom teacher are here…”
The light was suddenly horribly dazzling, making even Song Zhiming’s palms sweat.
The police car never entered the school. The principal persuaded the police to leave at the gate, earnestly advising everyone to settle the matter privately. They were all students, and in their crucial senior year, they shouldn’t let anything happen. Moreover, S-Zhong was a key high school; how could it have the scandal of a student stealing and the police being called?
It was past eight in the evening when Jiang Zhiyi came out of the office. It was Friday and should have been time to leave earlier, but she had been kept until now—
The school still advised her to pay Deng Sisi the money and let the matter go. Shi Qingyi told her to adamantly refuse, otherwise, the reputation of a thief would stick—if you didn’t steal, why would you pay back the money?
She adamantly refused, and the principal had no other choice. Shi Qingyi insisted that they were wrongly accusing her, and if they didn’t admit it, she would immediately call the police, have the fingerprints checked, and sue for defamation. To prevent the matter from escalating, Deng Sisi finally had to swallow her pride.
She admitted to wrongly accusing her.
The accusation of stealing was thus lifted. Jiang Zhiyi slowly breathed a sigh of relief. The late summer night breeze was cool, and it made her feel inexplicably tired. Some things had been pressing on her for too long, and when she finally released a breath, she suddenly felt like crying out of grievance.
It wasn’t the first time she had been wrongly accused, or subjected to inexplicable blame, but no one had ever stood by her side. This was the first time.
She couldn’t help but look around for that blonde figure, but there was no sign of her around the teaching building, only Deng Sisi and Jiang Jun shooting her fierce glares.
Had she left?
Maybe she had something urgent and had to leave, but why didn’t she say anything to herself? She wanted to wait a little longer, so she sat on the long bench outside the teaching building, huddled there with her backpack.
Maybe she wouldn’t come back. She didn’t have her contact information, and she didn’t even have a phone…
Jiang Zhiyi suddenly felt inexplicably anxious. She was gradually realizing that her desire for control seemed to be growing stronger. Before, she only thought about being able to secretly glance at her, so why now…
Perhaps it was because she was too good to her, making her constantly want to push the boundaries, to intrude into her life, not wanting her to leave her sight, even hating the way others coveted her—
“Asleep?” Someone suddenly tapped her shoulder, very lightly.
The irritability in Jiang Zhiyi’s eyes faded, and she quickly turned her head: “No!”
The blonde girl beside her almost laughed out loud when she saw the previously listless person’s eyes light up instantly. She reached out and touched her head: “Good girl.”
The principal had rambled on for a long time. Thinking that Jiang Zhiyi hadn’t eaten anything at noon and must be hungry, she specifically went out to buy food.
She held the food bought from the snack street outside and fed her a mouthful of cold stir-fried noodles. Jiang Zhiyi carefully took a bite and secretly watched her expression.
“Just eat it when I give it to you. Do you want me to feed you every bite?”
“Oh…” Jiang Zhiyi, having lost the privilege of being fed, felt that the food in her mouth was not as tasty anymore.
“Keep that six hundred yuan from Deng Sisi. Don’t give it to her if she asks. It’s what you deserve, understand?”
Jiang Zhiyi nodded, picked up a piece with a fork, and fed it to Shi Qingyi’s mouth: “Have you eaten?”
Shi Qingyi instinctively leaned back a little, but under Jiang Zhiyi’s injured and aggrieved gaze, she was forced to turn back and take a bite: “I already ate.”
She only took a small, reserved bite and then looked utterly disgusted. Jiang Zhiyi was a little disappointed and withdrew her hand, then took a bite where she had bitten.
Shi Qingyi: “…”
It was almost nine when they left school. Shi Qingyi walked her home before leaving. As she left, Jiang Zhiyi stood under the street light, watching her go. The dim street light stretched the girl’s shadow long.
Jiang Zhiyi suddenly worried that something might happen to her on her way back at night. There were always small hooligans in this neighborhood who liked to accost pretty girls—
She wanted to walk her home, but doing so would be endless. It wasn’t until the figure disappeared at the end of the road that she suddenly thought of a solution.
Wouldn’t it be great if they lived together? Eating and living together, she would always, always protect her, forever.
Some inexplicable emotion seemed to burst forth in her heart. This idea filled her entire chest. She suddenly felt that happiness was probably just this, with a future that could be seen at a glance.
She walked home under the moonlight, and as soon as she opened the door, a wine bottle smashed into her forehead. The enraged man was like a furious bull, and the strong, pungent smell of alcohol filled the cramped room.
“You unlucky star, born without a mother to raise you, daring to steal things. You’re truly shameless, just like your mother. I let you live in my house, not to embarrass me. Damn it, seeing your dead face makes me sick—”
Warm bl00d streamed down her forehead, dripping and soaking her collar. Jiang Zhiyi’s hand dug into the door frame. At that moment, she suddenly felt suffocated, and a surging malice almost engulfed her.
The drunkard continued his rant.
“You don’t care about your reputation, but I do! What a thing, just like mother, just like her disgusting child. Seeing your dead face reminds me of your mother. I should have starved you to death when you were little, you omen of bad luck!”