Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 478: A Mediocre Rong Qi of Class 7

Chapter 478: A Mediocre Rong Qi of Cla.s.s 7

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Rong Qi arched an eyebrow and asked, “How many students from Cla.s.s 7 have you tried to extort so far?”

Upon hearing that, the group burst into boisterous laughter. “How many? Ha, not many. Maybe seven or eight. Those who didn’t pay got a little ‘special treatment’ from us. If you don’t want to suffer, you should hand it over promptly.”

With a playful curve of her lips, Rong Qi retorted, “If you’re looking for a protection fee, you’ve got the wrong person. I have no plans to make life difficult for myself at Capital University.”

Saying that, Rong Qi tipped her hat down and attempted to walk away. However, the group quickly formed a human wall, blocking her exit.

“The exams are next week, and not everyone from Cla.s.s 7 will be around. I’d advise you not to be foolish. We’re giving you friendly advice. Ignore us, and you’ll regret it,” one of the girls sneered, raising her hand to slap Rong Qi across the face.

Just as her hand was about to make contact, Rong Qi abruptly lifted her own hand, catching the girl’s wrist. “I’m not in the mood for a fight today. Don’t provoke me.”

Rong Qi’s eyes remained calm, her voice icy yet composed.

“Big talk! Ladies, let’s give this little tramp a taste of her own medicine. Han Ning never paid attention to any other girl until she came along!”

It turned out these girls were fangirls of Han Ning and had held a grudge against Rong Qi for some time. The constant presence of people around her had deterred them until now. With Han Ning preoccupied by Duan Shujie, they found their golden opportunity. Their excuse for demanding a protection fee was nothing more than a pretext to teach Rong Qi a lesson.

The girls rolled up their sleeves, clenched their fists, and swung at Rong Qi’s face. Dodging gracefully, Rong Qi counter-attacked even before they could register what was happening. In mere minutes, the ringleader’s face was left swollen, resembling a bruised peach.

Her eyes narrowed to slits from the swelling, and the girl stammered,

“You…you dare hit me?”

“I told you not to provoke me,” Rong Qi said, eyeing her reddened hand before her gaze s.h.i.+fted to the two remaining girls, who trembled and stepped aside.

Smirking, Rong Qi walked directly into the lecture building, but not before leaving them with a parting remark, “Return the money you took. I don’t care about others, but for Cla.s.s 7—which I’m protecting—try laying a finger on them, and see what happens.”

The girl who was beaten was both infuriated and shocked. She couldn’t believe someone of Rong Qi’s pet.i.te stature could possess such strength. She felt as if her teeth had been loosened.

Rong Qi didn’t give much thought to the minor incident downstairs. What she didn’t know was that the whole spectacle was observed from above.

Duan Shujie, surveying the scene below, looked at Rong Qi’s retreating figure. “So she’s Rong Qi of Cla.s.s 7?”

“Exactly, Shujie. She’s always been this arrogant. Both she and Han Ning have been bullying students at Capital University for quite some time. We’ve all been suffering, too afraid to stand up to them.”

Duan Shujie sneered dismissively, “That’s all about her? How mediocre.”

As Rong Qi ascended the stairs, pa.s.sing by Duan Shujie’s cla.s.sroom, her phone vibrated in her pocket. Taking it out, she saw a message from Ye Nanshen. [Feeling okay today? Want to go home? I can pick you up.]

A slight twitch appeared at the corner of Rong Qi’s mouth: [I’m fine, Dear..]