Jun Jiuli cleaned the table and threw the packaging into the trash. She then took a taxi back near the school and got a room at a small inn.
She washed her hair and then took a bath, taking out a set of clothes from her space to wear temporarily. She washed the clothes she was wearing and after finishing, she lay down on the small bed.
The money spent was taken from Wang Ermei by Jun Jiuli. It was 300 yuan in total, which should have been their family's living expenses for the month.
There were some gold ornaments in her space, and she planned to exchange them for money the next day. Then she would rent a house and stay away from that group of people from the Zhao family.
When Yang Yunliang was discovered by the security guards, he was already on the verge of death. The security guards immediately called an ambulance, and he was still in the emergency room.
Yang's mother wept uncontrollably, "Who could have such a cruel heart? The children usually only have minor skirmishes. What will happen to my son's future? He only has this one child."
Yang's father roared, "Now you know to cry. You didn't listen when I told you to discipline him properly. What are we going to do now?"
"Then why didn't you discipline him? You shift the blame when something happens. He's not your child, you're always busy. You don't even care about me and the child. If you had done your duty as a father, Yunliang wouldn't have become like this."
"Enough, shut up. Stop arguing, don't you feel ashamed?"
"Ashamed? My son is a piece of flesh torn from me. No matter what, I have to get my son treated, and I want the person who harmed him to go to jail."
"Yes, yes, I'll listen to you. Stop crying, this is a hospital. We've already reported it to the police, and I believe there will be results tomorrow."
...
Zhao Bei and the others also spent half the day registering at the hospital. By the time they returned home, it was already very late.
Zhao Bei: "Where is that little bastard? Why isn't she squatting at the stairwell?"
Wang Ermei: "Isn't she outside? That's strange, she used to squat at the door. I was too lazy to open the door to check today. She must have gone out for a walk somewhere. Who cares, if she likes being outside, let her be outside. Whatever happens to her is none of our business."
"Useless thing, I get annoyed just looking at her. No more pocket money for her from now on. Let's see how long she can hold out."
The next day, Jun Jiuli went to school as usual. Her classmates were all looking at her curiously, whispering incessantly.
"Look, the ugly monster is here. It's Friday, and she's still wearing the same clothes. I wonder how poor she is? She doesn't even wear casual clothes on the weekend."
"They say her parents favor boys over girls and don't care about her at all. Tsk, tsk, she's truly pitiful."
"Hahaha, if you pity her so much, why don't you donate something to her?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Everyone knows she offended Yang Yunliang. I don't want to bring trouble upon myself. It's best to study diligently."
"Why do people who are worlds apart always find fault with each other? I heard Yang Yunliang's father is a cadre."
These were three relatively well-dressed male classmates who blocked Jun Jiuli's way. One of them waved his fist at Jun Jiuli and said with a grin.
"Ugly girl, what did you do to Brother Yang? He hasn't contacted us all afternoon. I advise you to be sensible and confess everything."
"What does it matter to me where he went? I'm not his mother. Staring at him all day, get out of the way, good dogs don't block the path."
The classmates in the hallway instantly fell silent, secretly glancing over.
Why was Zhao Chunyan different from usual? She used to be timid and always kept her head down, but now she dared to talk back.
"Beggarly ghost, I think you've gotten bold. I'll beat you so badly that your mother won't recognize you. Hurry up and say it, my patience is limited."
As soon as he finished speaking, he tripped and fell flat on his face, with the two behind him falling on top of him like a pyramid.
The three of them cried out in pain, and Jun Jiuli quickly took two steps back. She waved her hand and said with a serious expression.
"Everyone saw it, they fell by themselves. It has nothing to do with me."
"Zhao Chunyan, wait for me after school. I'll make you pay, you ungrateful wretch. We're picking on you because we think highly of you."
"Should I thank you then?"
After saying that, she walked straight past them. At an angle where other classmates couldn't see, she forcefully stepped on their hands.
The three of them let out a scream, and the people around them looked at them with strange eyes.
"Heh, that's not how you fake a fall."
After speaking, Jun Jiuli turned and left, returning to the classroom and sitting at her desk.
Her desk was carved with many disgusting words, and her desk drawer was the only one in the entire class where books hadn't been distributed.
Because someone had deliberately torn her books before, she had to take all her books home every day.
Zhao Chunyan looked at her desk, and tears couldn't help but fall. Jun Jiuli moved the books a little closer to her.
"Child, study hard. One day, you will gain the happiness you desire."
She nodded vigorously and began to diligently memorize the words on the page.
She had attended school in the village before and had not learned English. She had to work twice as hard just to keep up.
Later, she suffered from campus bullying, and her parents were indifferent. That's why her grades plummeted.
Upon seeing these familiar faces, many memories suddenly surfaced.
During the morning reading session, the English class representative, Shen Jianjia, deliberately asked her to lead the reading of words, wanting to see her embarrassed.
Seeing Jun Jiuli pronounce the words perfectly and lead the reading, Shen Jianjia was so angry that her hands were almost crushed.
In this class, she despised the original owner the most. She felt that someone like the original owner didn't deserve to be in the same class as her, as it lowered the class's standard.
Shen Jianjia was the class beauty, and Yang Yunliang was one of her sycophants. Knowing that she looked down on and disliked the original owner's presence, he targeted her everywhere.
After the morning reading, Shen Jianjia sashayed over to Jun Jiuli. She deliberately tossed her hair and looked Jun Jiuli up and down, saying.
"Oh my, you washed your clothes today. No wonder I was wondering why the bad smell in the classroom was gone. Classmate Chunyan has also learned to take care of hygiene. It's worth celebrating. Everyone should learn from her."
This remark caused the whole class to burst into laughter, and everyone stared at Jun Jiuli with ill intentions, as if looking at something dirty. Zhao Chunyan lowered her head even further.
She only got to bathe once every half a month. It wasn't that she didn't love cleanliness, but Wang Ermei, to save water, didn't give her any opportunity.
Even though the weather was so cold, when the original owner requested to take a cold shower, Wang Ermei refused. She kept scolding her, asking if she was trying to dress up to seduce men.
"Some people look clean on the outside, but their hearts are filthy. You were already hanging out with thugs like Yang Yunliang in the first year. I don't believe you didn't give him any sweet treats, otherwise, why would he bully classmates for your sake?"
Shen Jianjia's face instantly turned red. "Don't talk nonsense, he and I are just classmates. It's just that he looks down on you. And look at your own sloppy appearance."
"You're guilty, otherwise why would your face be red?"
The whole class collectively let out an "oh," and everyone stared at Shen Jianjia. Shen Jianjia stomped her foot and ran back to her seat indignantly.
She buried her head on her desk and started crying. Her group of girlfriends went over to comfort her, and in their words, they blamed Jun Jiuli and demanded that Jun Jiuli apologize.
Jun Jiuli sneered, "If you've done nothing wrong, you have nothing to fear. Your guilty look now is hilarious. If you haven't done anything, why are you crying?"
"You... you're really going too far. I'm going to tell the form teacher to punish you."
A woman wearing black-rimmed glasses, holding an English book and a lesson plan, walked into the classroom with a brisk pace.
She glanced at everyone and fixed her gaze on Jun Jiuli. She slammed the table heavily and shouted angrily.
"Zhao Chunyan, stand up."
The entire class fell silent instantly, heads bowed over their books. This English teacher was famously a "kill-all" type, extremely biased.