Before seeing Lu Jinghuai off, Ji Nian asked him one last question.
"Do you keep a little white horse?"
The abrupt topic made Lu Jinghuai tilt his head slightly. "Do you like them? If you do, I'll get one."
Good, so he doesn’t have a little white horse.
"Not really, I just saw someone mention it online."
He didn’t quite understand why people online would say such things, but since it wasn’t something Ji Nian was interested in, he dismissed the topic.
...
Ji Nian glanced down at the things her friends had given her.
Mostly snacks, along with some notes. The moment she flipped them open, she recognized Shen Qingtang and He Xiang’s handwriting. Knowing that Hainuo High’s curriculum lagged behind S High’s, they had sent their notes to help her keep up.
Before the semester started, Gu Xiuyuan had even asked her whether she wanted to go as an exchange student—if not, he could remove her name from the list.
None of the students around her seemed eager to go, and relations between the two schools were tense. Not wanting to force some unlucky student into taking her place, Ji Nian decided to go anyway.
After school, Wei Yang came to pick her up as usual. But unlike their low-key routine at S High, his car now drew stares the moment it pulled up to Hainuo’s gates.
Students these days weren’t like those from Ji Nian’s childhood—they recognized luxury brands all too well.
"Damn, that guy’s huge. Looks like he could drown me in piss."
"Definitely a bodyguard. Quick, take a picture."
Yang Qicheng, who had been lounging on the rooftop all day, stumbled out lazily—only to freeze in terror at the sight of the bodyguard beside Ji Nian.
Holy shit, were they here to arrest him?
Forget about saving face—he bolted without a second thought.
Luckily, he wasn’t important enough for Wei Yang to notice him.
"How’s the new school? Anyone giving you trouble?"
Wei Yang took Ji Nian’s backpack, testing its weight.
Calm under the crowd’s gaze, Ji Nian got into the car and replied, "Relax, no one can mess with me."
Wei Yang grinned and handed her a freshly bought starch sausage from a nearby stall, thinking, Of course not.
After all, before the semester started, Ji Tingzhou had treated the principal to a meal.
Hainuo might not compare to S High, but Ji Nian found it surprisingly comfortable here.
It reminded her of her past school life, minus the pressure.
The next day at lunch, she skipped the cafeteria and ate the meal her family had delivered.
"Wow, that looks amazing."
On her first day, most students had been too shy to approach her. But after a day of observing her easygoing demeanor—nothing like Ma Xiaofei’s temper—they couldn’t resist striking up a conversation.
Of course.
This was the Ji family’s young mistress. Getting close to her could set them up for life.
"Ji Nian, your food’s still steaming!"
A few girls crowded around, eyeing the fragrant, beautifully arranged dishes in her lunchbox with envy.
"My family just delivered it, so it’s still hot," she explained.
Over at her usual spot, Ma Xiaofei watched as her usual entourage flocked to Ji Nian instead. Unable to hold back a scoff, she glared at her own three-tiered lunchbox, appetite gone.
So annoying. Next time, she’d make her family’s maid cook fresh meals and have the chauffeur deliver them too!
Slamming her lunchbox shut, she stood up abruptly—yet no one even glanced her way. Clicking her tongue, she stormed out.
On her way, she ran into Yang Qicheng, who was hanging around with his usual lackeys.
Ever since Ji Nian arrived, he’d been bolting out of the classroom the second class ended, too scared to stay inside.
Spotting Ma Xiaofei, his gaze turned sly.
From her earlier reactions, he suspected she might have had a similar experience. Previously, he’d skipped too many classes to interact with her, but now, fate had other plans.
"Keep staring, and I’ll cut off your balls and shove them into your eye sockets. Dumbass, who said you could look at me?"
Ma Xiaofei rolled her eyes at him.
"What the hell? Is she insane?"
Yang Qicheng, already seething from days of pent-up frustration, muttered a vulgar curse under his breath and stormed after her.
Ma Xiaofei was halfway down the stairs when a tall figure suddenly rounded the corner, heading up. She was about to shove them aside—until she looked up and froze.
Holy shit!
From her low angle, the boy’s sharp bone structure was nothing short of breathtaking.
Even under her blatant stare, he remained indifferent, his expression icy.
Yang Qicheng caught up just then, yelling, "You got a death wish, bitch? What the hell did you just say to me?"
The boy didn’t even flinch at the verbal abuse, walking past without a glance.
Ma Xiaofei: Even cooler!
This was exactly her type—the aloof, untouchable kind!
Seeing Ma Xiaofei’s eyes glued to the stranger, Yang Qicheng’s rage boiled over.
Ignoring him?!
Since when had he, Yang Qicheng, become so insignificant?
Yang Xinyu had already fled like a coward, and Ji Nian was untouchable—but what did he have to fear from Ma Xiaofei, whose family business was overseas?
Time to teach her a lesson.
As Yang Qicheng lunged, blocking her view, Ma Xiaofei’s face twisted in annoyance. Before he could lay a hand on her, she swung—
SMACK!
Her slap sent him tumbling down the stairs.
"Useless trash, blocking my view. Disgusting!"
With that, she sprinted after the mysterious boy.
To her surprise, he was heading straight for her classroom.
Clearing her throat, she prepared to ask why he was here—
Only to watch as a familiar figure stepped out of the classroom and gasped, "He Xiang?!"
The boy who had seemed so cold and distant moments ago nodded at Ji Nian.
"Had lunch?"
Ji Nian said she had. "What are you doing here?"
If Lu Jinghuai getting in was one thing, how had He Xiang convinced the guards?
He handed her a bottle of their school’s specialty—her favorite shrimp-flavored drink—and explained, "Gu Xiuyuan came to inspect the exchange program. Brought me along."
"Wait, where’s Gu Xiuyuan?"
"Principal’s office."
Ji Nian: …Poor principal.
Their casual conversation played out naturally.
Meanwhile, Ma Xiaofei looked like she was about to combust.
If looks could kill, Ji Nian would’ve been shredded.
Damn it!!!!!
Ma Xiaofei bit her lip so hard it nearly bled.
When her deskmate returned from washing her lunchbox, Ma Xiaofei suddenly declared, "From now on, I don’t like cool guys anymore!"
"Give me the icy, untouchable type!"
Her deskmate blinked. "What’s the difference?"
Just then, a jade-like young man descended the stairs, his expression solemn and refined.
Ma Xiaofei’s heart leapt—had the heavens answered her prayers?
Then he turned to Ji Nian by the doorway, his tone unmistakably familiar.
"This place doesn’t even have an elevator. I had to walk all the way down."
Ji Nian sighed dramatically, "What kind of stairs are these, worthy of Young Master Gu personally descending?"
"This old servant will have them torn down later," someone chimed in.
Gu Xiuyuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
Well, at least no one mentioned that part.
Meanwhile, their deskmate subtly nudged toward Ma Xiaofei.
"Uh... should we switch types again?"
Then, with a deadpan expression, Ji Nian declared, "I’ve decided to start liking girls now."
Their deskmate’s eyes widened in shock.
...
The week passed quickly. When Ji Nian left, the principal even showed up in person to see her off—probably relieved to finally bid farewell to this formidable presence.
Before leaving, Ji Nian made a point of tracking down Yang Qicheng, giving him a beating as a warning that she’d be keeping an eye on him. The scare kept Yang Qicheng out of school for days.
As for Ma Xiaofei, Ji Nian didn’t say much.
During her time there, she’d noticed that while Ma Xiaofei was still a princess—prone to showing off and throwing tantrums—she’d improved compared to before.
At least there were no more rumors of her secretly sending abusive or threatening messages to classmates.
It seemed Shen Ping had meant it when she promised to find a way to reform her. Actions, not just words.
With Mu Xiu and Ji Wanting gone, life settled into a peaceful rhythm.
Time slipped by, and in the blink of an eye, the next chapter arrived—Ji Nian was now seventeen.
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