A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 31

Tang Sui chuckled softly, her fingers slowly moving up Qiao Ling’s back, finally pinching and gently kneading the back of Qiao Ling’s neck. “Little Qiao Ling, what did you do last night?”

The two’s intimate behavior, oblivious to others, made Song Fanxing feel somewhat uncomfortable.

She asked, “Tang Sui, are you and Qiao Ling… friends?” No, Song Fanxing inexplicably guessed the answer. They weren’t friends, but bed partners. Thinking of this word, Song Fanxing’s heart inexplicably trembled.

An indescribable sense of anxiety instantly filled my heart.

Tang Sui tilted her head, her smile alluring: “Friend? Fanxing, you’re my only friend.”

Qiao Ling raised her head, puffed out her cheeks, and said sullenly, “Why aren’t we friends? We’ve made love, so why can’t we be good friends?”

Song Fanxing composed herself and said in a hoarse voice, “…Tang Sui, I’m leaving now.” Song Fanxing’s face was a little pale, and a coldness covered her delicate eyebrows and eyes, making her look extremely indifferent.

Did you do it?

Why is this happening?

She understood that Tang Sui could kiss her, and she could kiss other people too.

But she felt very sad. Tang Sui had said that they were good friends, so why did she have to sleep with Qiao Ling?

The sound of the door closing signaled Song Fanxing’s departure.

Tang Sui pinched Qiao Ling’s nape hard, forcing Qiao Ling to raise her head. “Little Qiao Ling, why did you say that?”

Qiao Ling frowned, looking aggrieved. “I’m just so upset. You brought her back here, and she hit me last night.” Even though she really wanted to punish Song Fanxing, she was terrified of that kind of pain, and she had already refrained from doing so. Why did Sui still scold her after she said just one sentence?

Tang Sui looked at Qiao Ling carefully for a while, then, as if she had thought of something, she let go of her and reached out to touch the bruises on Qiao Ling’s face. “Little Qiao Ling is really becoming more obedient.”

“But they’re not exactly well-behaved either.”

“What did you do last night, Xiao Qiaoling? You didn’t wash off the smell of blood.”

Qiao Ling’s eyes flickered, and she pounced on Tang Sui, pinning her face against Tang Sui’s chest and softly pleading, “Sui, I didn’t do anything.”

“I didn’t bully Song Fanxing, so shouldn’t I get a reward?”

“Let’s continue doing that.” In a corner where Tang Sui couldn’t see, a trace of hatred flashed in Qiao Ling’s eyes. She hated Tang Sui for abandoning her last night, and she hated Song Fanxing even more for the punch she received in the face.

But Song Fanxing had Tang Sui protecting her, and she was helpless against Tang Sui, so she could only continue to make Tang Sui feel pain.

A note from the author:

I’m so angry! That jerk reported me for everything, it’s ruined my writing mood.

That’s why I inexplicably revised the earlier chapters today. If you can keep reading, then do so; don’t let it accumulate too much, otherwise it will be completely unrecognizable after the revisions.

Chapter 26

Tang Sui’s light laughter rang out above Qiao Ling’s head. A hand slipped into her head, and Qiao Ling suddenly felt a sharp pain on her scalp as Tang Sui lifted her head up.

A faint purple tinge appeared in Tang Sui’s eyes. “I’m asking you what you did last night?”

Qiao Ling’s eyelashes trembled slightly. “I… I didn’t do anything.”

“Hehe, little Qiao Ling, lying is not the way of a good child.” As Tang Sui’s voice trailed off, Qiao Ling’s heart suddenly ached.

Qiao Ling opened her eyes wide. After getting off Tang Sui, she curled up into a ball and pressed her hand tightly to her chest. “Sui, I really didn’t do anything.”

“Don’t be angry.” The pain made Qiao Ling’s voice extremely hoarse, weak as if she could disappear at any moment.

Tang Sui sat up, her eyes smiling, and gently wiped away Qiao Ling’s endless tears. “Didn’t we agree to be good?”

“Going to do something bad again?”

Amidst the pain, the soft touch of Tang Sui’s fingertips was particularly noticeable. Qiao Ling rubbed against them, “I…I didn’t, ah—” The intense pain made Qiao Ling’s entire body tremble, and saliva dripped onto the bed along with her cheeks.

It hurts so much.

Qiao Ling, her hands trembling, gently tugged at Tang Sui’s skirt, her face pale and her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Tang Sui, “I…I’ll talk.”

“Sui, it hurts so much.”

“Let me go, please, let me go.” The weak voice, heavy with nasal congestion and sobbing, was enough to soften anyone’s heart.

Tang Sui smiled faintly, her fingers lightly touching the bruises on Qiao Ling’s cheek. “Little Qiao Ling, why can’t you learn your lesson?”

Qiao Ling breathed rapidly, her eyes, filled with tears, appearing even clearer and cleaner. “Sui, I… I’m becoming more obedient.”

The pain in her body slowly subsided, and sweat soaked her entire back. Qiao Ling, supporting her weak body, got up and softly wrapped her arms around Tang Sui’s waist. Her sobs had not yet faded, and her hoarse voice sounded extremely pitiful: “Last night, when I went back…”

“I encountered someone bullying me.”

“I helped.”

“That guy was too weak, I accidentally hit him and made him bleed.”

Qiao Ling slowly recounted what happened last night, distorting some details.

She didn’t do it accidentally; she did it on purpose. She had nowhere to vent her anger.

After she finished, she remembered that Tang Sui had told her not to bully others.

She was terrified; Tang Sui’s knowledge would only cause her more pain.

So she pretended to be magnanimous and forgave Song Fanxing for hitting her last night.

Even though she had taken many showers, why was this demon still able to detect it?

“I was so sad last night. I was hit so hard. Ke Sui, you abandoned me and Song Fanxing and left.”

Qiao Ling pressed her forehead against Tang Sui’s stomach, feeling more and more wronged as she thought about it, tears falling onto Tang Sui’s crotch. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Sui, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Because of the contract, Tang Sui was indeed able to tell that Qiao Ling was not lying.

Tang Sui touched Qiao Ling’s damp hair and smiled, “Okay, I’m sorry, little Qiao Ling.”

“What reward do you want?”

Qiao Ling: “I want to go in, but I don’t want the tail of the ear of grain.”

Tang Sui raised an eyebrow and refused, “Not today.” She couldn’t control her tail; Qiao Ling’s energy hadn’t recovered yet, and she wasn’t so beastly as to keep draining her dry.

Qiao Ling: “But this is all I want.” Straightening up, Qiao Ling wiped away her tears. “I’m really sad.”

Tang Sui blinked, cupped Qiao Ling’s cheeks, kissed her forehead, and then kissed Qiao Ling’s cheeks and the tip of her nose.

Full lips landed on my face, bringing a soft touch.

Qiao Ling sniffed, reached out and hugged Tang Sui, wanting to continue what she had initially planned to do.

But the next second, she was pushed away by Tang Sui.

Tang Sui got out of bed and stood in front of Qiao Ling, her beautiful face full of smiles, her tone teasing: “Little Qiao Ling, I have to go to school.”

Qiao Ling’s brows furrowed, her long eyelashes clumped together, “Why not do it?”

“Sui, I haven’t done anything wrong, really.”

Tang Sui coaxed, “That day was too painful for me. I was stretched so much that I need to rest for a long time.” It wasn’t that she didn’t want to do it, but she was afraid of using the food in a disposable way.

Seeing that Qiao Ling was visibly happy, Tang Sui turned and walked towards the bathroom. “Little Qiao Ling, I should go take a shower. I have to go to school later.” Being simple-minded has its advantages; it’s easy for her to see what Qiao Ling is thinking.

Qiao Ling’s body went limp. She stumbled off the bed and ran toward Tang Sui, hugged her, buried her face in Tang Sui’s neck, and whispered, “I want to take a shower too.”

Tang Sui ruffled Qiao Ling’s hair. “Let’s go.”

Meanwhile, Song Fanxing had already left the residential area.

This place was much bigger than she had imagined, and all the cars coming and going had luxury car logos, which she hadn’t really recognized before.

In the mornings or afternoons, all sorts of luxury cars are always parked at the school gate.

She wasn’t interested, but being in this environment inevitably increased her awareness.

An expensive car represents wealth; a car worth millions might be worth more than her entire life.

Class is an insurmountable chasm. Song Fanxing looked back at the magnificent gate behind her and couldn’t help but feel a little dazed.

When a resident enters, the tall, handsome young security guard standing at the door will bow slightly, demonstrating the utmost courtesy.

In fact, Tang Sui and she were not from the same social class.

Perhaps at first, but someone like Tang Sui would eventually reach the top; they just happened to meet at the right time.

She’s not too bad, but Tang Sui hasn’t matured yet.

Song Fanxing looked down at her shirt. It didn’t fit her well and was a bit short. It also carried Tang Sui’s scent.

Song Fanxing took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of her nose. Her temper flared up inexplicably and was too hasty.

Tang Sui was her friend, and she shouldn’t be angry because Tang Sui slept with someone else, even if that person had hurt her.

She should be happy that Qiao Ling will no longer bully her or Tang Sui.

She has no right to interfere with Tang Sui’s choice.

The morning breeze was cool, and Song Fanxing’s thick, dark eyebrows furrowed slightly as the breeze blew on her. Chocolate cake? The last place seemed to only have a double chocolate one.

“Beep beep beep”.

A black car stopped in front of her and honked its horn.

Song Fanxing rolled her eyes and looked out the car window.

The window was lowered; she had single eyelids, thin lips, and short hair; she was aloof yet beautiful.

Song Fanxing frowned even more deeply. “Fu Juezhou, what do you want with me?”

Fu Juezhou curled his lips slightly, but there wasn’t much of a smile in them. “Get in the car.”

Song Fanxing turned around and prepared to walk forward.

“They came from Tang Sui’s house, didn’t they?”

“What did you and she do? If you did something dirty, and I tell my mom, Tang Sui will have to move out of this big house.” Fu Juezhou’s words made Song Fanxing stop in her tracks.

“Don’t make me say it a third time, get in the car.”

Song Fanxing pursed her lips, opened the passenger door, and sat down.

Fu Juezhou chuckled, “What, you’ve fallen for Tang Sui? You didn’t care when Chu Shiqing gave you ten million before.”