School Beauty's Personal Martial Expert
Chapter 95: Paper Ball 3

Chapter 95: Paper Ball 3

"Really?" Ling Xuejiu laughed, "Could it be that you’ve taken a liking to Leng Xuan?"

Li Mengjie giggled and said, "Xue Jiu, why do you keep asking that? Are you jealous or something?"

"Jealous?" Ling Xuejiu rolled her eyes and said with disdain, "Do you think that’s possible? Even if all the men in the world died, I wouldn’t like him. Hmph!" She turned her head away, not wanting to talk about Leng Xuan with Li Mengjie anymore. Whenever she did, she felt particularly annoyed!

Just then, a paper ball flew over and landed precisely on the table in front of her.

Ling Xuejiu was startled for a moment and couldn’t help but glance towards Zhao Xiaotian, but noticed that he was listening to the lesson seriously. Meanwhile, Leng Xuan seemed to look at her deliberately, which suddenly aroused her curiosity. She thought, ’What’s he doing sending me a paper ball? Is he mad?’ Though she thought this, she couldn’t resist the urge to see what it said and was about to open the paper ball when Li Mengjie snatched it away.

"It’s mine, don’t look," Li Mengjie said domineeringly.

Ling Xuejiu had a thought and secretly mused, ’I thought so, how could he be sending paper balls to me?’

For some reason, when Ling Xuejiu thought this, she felt a discomfort, which might have something to do with having always been a bit more excellent than Li Mengjie from childhood. In her view, Leng Xuan being ambiguously close to Li Mengjie and disliking her was a disdain for her beauty.

It’s well known that what women care about the most is others’ opinions about their appearance, and the more beautiful the woman, the more it matters!

Ling Xuejiu was certainly beautiful, so probably not an exception either

"Who I’m texting with shouldn’t need reporting to you, right?" These were the words written on the paper ball thrown by Leng Xuan, which, after reading, made Li Mengjie especially furious. She glared at Leng Xuan hatefully, thinking, ’Fine, Leng Xuan, remember this. You’ll get what’s coming to you after we get back, hmph...’

Soon, the school bell rang for the end of the day, and Leng Xuan walked ahead by himself while Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie walked hand in hand behind him.

Suddenly, Leng Xuan heard Zhao Xiaotian calling him and stopped in his tracks to look back. Zhao Xiaotian was quickly approaching him and, upon catching up, smiled and said, "Brother Xuan, where do you live?"

Leng Xuan involuntarily glanced back at Ling Xuejiu, thinking, ’The young miss definitely wouldn’t want anyone knowing about us living together.’ He was about to fabricate some story when Zhao Xiaotian, following his gaze, looked back and saw Ling Xuejiu walking with Li Mengjie. Instantly realizing something, he said with shock, "God, Brother Xuan, could it be that you... you’ve already moved in with Ling... uh, with her?"

Leng Xuan was startled and was about to say, ’How could you know?’ when he saw Zhao Xiaotian’s astonished face. It was clear Zhao Xiaotian had randomly guessed and didn’t know beforehand; this allowed Leng Xuan to breathe a sigh of relief. He replied irritably, "Don’t talk nonsense, I live on my own."

"Heh heh, I know, how could that kind of thing be spread around!" Zhao Xiaotian acted all knowing, and without waiting for Leng Xuan to speak, he laughed again, "Brother Xuan, you’re really amazing, you know? Only two days at school and you’ve already managed to win over our school’s number one beauty. Hey, could you share with your little brother how you started off?"

Leng Xuan broke into a sweat, not expecting Zhao Xiaotian to be so convinced that he had a romantic involvement with Ling Xuejiu. Concerned that the more he tried to clarify, the worse it would get, he said with a forced smile, "Enough, Zhao Xiaotian, it’s not what you think, don’t talk nonsense."

Zhao Xiaotian chuckled, swearing solemnly, "Don’t worry, Brother Xuan. I, Zhao Xiaotian, am definitely not the kind of person to betray a friend. I won’t tell anyone about this." As he spoke, he even turned around to shoot an ambiguous glance at Ling Xuejiu’s direction.

"Xue Jiu, what do you think Zhao Xiaotian and Leng Xuan are talking about? Why do they look so secretive?" asked Li Mengjie, curious.