Bam!
The room was silent as the papers flew down from the air and onto the ground. Huang Chin looked stunned, same as the groups of people in the room.
Yeline glanced at her hand that remained in the air. Across Huang Chin's face was a familiar print of her hand mark. A single fly could be heard flying within the distance.
Whatever this gamble was, she hopes it works completely or she was dead meat. This time it was for real.
"You." Huang Chin grips his face as the people's gaze remains on them. It was like they were caring for the first time.
Perhaps she made the wrong decision this time?
Within the next few seconds, Huang Chin flew over the table, tackling her to the ground. The people around them began to yell. It was becoming like a circus.
He raised his fist up, hitting her across the face as the crowd cheered. She held onto the neck of his shirt tightly. This was definitely a bad decision.
Punching her several times, she could feel her cheek bursting in pain.
"Fuck!" She said in english.
Finally having a good grip on Huang Chin's body, she eventually flipped him over and began a barrage of punches on him.
As soon as she was punching, a group of people went over to her, trying to get her off of Huang Chin.
These people were truly making her angry, she only wanted to test something out. She might as well do her best to take out her anger before this ends.
If her theory is right, it's a win-win but if it's not, then at least she got to beat up this Huang Chin dude. Only managing to get in a couple of weak punches, the group held her back once more.
She turned around and glared at the people holding her.
"I'm going to remember your faces." She spat out along with blood.
Before glancing back, Huang Chin managed to punch her face once more. Another one hits her stomach as she grimaces in pain.
"See..this is what happens when you retaliate. Try again and you'll see the end of it." Huang Chin gasped out.
She closed her eyes and waited for a punch but it never came. It was silent as the hands holding her back began to slowly let go.
Surprised by this sudden action, she slowly opens her eyes to check out the situation.
Standing there between the two of them, Xiang Fan held Huang Chin's arm tightly. A smile showed on his face as he glanced at the man.
"Xia- Xiang Fan. I-." Huang Chin muttered.
Yeline's eyes twitched as she stared at the scene in front of her.
"That's enough." Xiang Fan said.
Huang Chin gulped before stuttering and nodding his head. The grip on Huang Chin's arm loosened as Xiang Fan turned around to face her. He offers her another hand as before.
Where the hell did this man appear from? She wasn't able to find him in the midst of the class as she was forced to do everyone's homework.
Clearing her throat, she blinked several times. Taking the man's hand, she got up from the ground and thanked him once more. She walked over to her desk, grabbing the piece of homework.
Glaring at Huang Chin, she quickly runs out of the classroom without looking back at them. This surely was strange indeed.
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She glanced down at the pond in front of her. The fishes swam alongside each other, competing for the food that occasionally fell.
Drinking a cup of tea, she sighed to herself. This whole situation was so confusing. She wanted to see if beating the man would make a ruckus.
After all, Huang Chin came from a rich and affluent family. If he were to get beat up, it would obviously be brought up. Unless Huang Chin was too cowardly to admit that he got beat up by her.
"That must be it." said Yeline.
But that situation earlier was bizarre. It was twice now that that had happened so far. Why was it so?
Why is it that everytime, she gets beaten, Xiang Fan is the only one to help? Why? What is his status? Who-.
"Here's your dish mister." A strange yet melodic voice uttered.
She reverts back to reality as a man approaches her. He was dressed in a girl's attire and had his hair beautifully decorated.
"Sir, I haven't ordered anything else. That isn't mine." She said to him.
Somewhat shocked by her reply, the man leaves with the snacks. Yeline stared at his back as he left.
What was that all about?
**STAFF AREA OF TEAHOUSE**
"You said it would work! Damn you!" Mo Ying screamed.
He slammed the tray onto the desk and angrily took off the clothes he was wearing. In a panic, Fang Yongliang picked the clothes back up and threw them at Mo Ying.
"Wear them!" He screamed back at Mo Ying.
Ignoring his statement, he doesn't answer and continues walking to the back of the teahouse.
"Well it's not my fault this time." Yongliang whispered back.
It was always his fault, always his fault. Well, he meant, the target was going to be a tough nut to crack but he was sure that Mo Ying's womanly charms would work.
He guessed this time it didn't.
"Where's my dish?" A gruff voice called out to the front desk. It seemed he had been waiting for a long time.
"We have it sir, please wait at your table." Yongliang answered.
The man angrily returns to his table, shaking his head as he stares at the empty table in front of him. Yongliang pondered to himself as Mo Ying returned, fully clothed in normal attire.
"Remember, always check your back. whenever you're not looking I'm going to get you." Mo Ying said.
In a mocking tone, Yongliang repeated the same thing back. As he continued to look at the man at the table, he sighed. According to the client, this burly man was a sucker for young and lively girls.
Mo Ying looked the part but maybe he played it wrong and sucked? Yongliang never thought he would live to see the day he failed. Taking a piece of cracker, Mo Ying began to walk off.
Stopping him midway, Yongliang held him back by the scuffles of his neck. Mo Ying slowly turned to look at him, pissed off.
"What do you want now? I'm going to talk to the client." Mo Ying muttered.
"The more I look at you, the more confused I become, brother. Why is that burly man so picky? I mean just look at him, anyone can tell he likes people like you." Yongliang said.
Mo Ying shook his head in disbelief and looked at the direction Yongliang continued to stare at. He tilted his head and looked back at Yongliang to confirm.
A realization hit him as he quickly smacked the back of Yongliang's head. Yongliang turns to him in confusion and frustration.
"You said to watch my back but you're not even behind me." Yongliang stated.
"It was the wrong person. The man was the wrong person." Mo Ying replied.
"What? Who could mistake such a burly man for someone else?" Yongliang said naively.
Mo Ying turned to face him once more. He raised his hands, ready to smack him.
"You told me. The target was wounded. The only person who seemed to be wounded was that young kid over there." Mo Ying angrily said while pointing at the clueless Yahui.
"Pfft…No wonder you failed. I said the target was an injured person with a burly body." Yongliang tried holding in his laugh.
"Curly hair." Mo Ying stated.
Annoyed, he takes off Yongliang's hand and returns to put back the outfit on.
Walking past the young kid, Mo Ying confidently pretends to not have been the person who bothered him earlier. Yeline suspiciously looks at the young man dressed as a girl.
It's pretty normal for this sort of thing in this teahouse, she guesses. Taking another cup of tea, she secretly glanced at the two in front of her.
"Gege, your dish." Mo Ying said shyly.
The burly man was angry yet his face quickly changed as soon as he saw Mo Ying. A smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you, kind lady. You wouldn't mind accompanying me right?" The burly man said.
Bashfully, Mo Ying sits down next to the man.
"Pour me a cup of tea please."
Mo Ying pretended to giggle as the man laughed.
"What is your name? Meimei?" He asked.
"I am Fa Yin, kind sir." Mo Ying covered half of his face from the man's view.
"Now, don't be shy. Let this Gege see your face please." He said. The man's hand slowly creeps around Mo Ying's waist. Yeline could see the little twitch on Mo Ying's face.
"I'm still a bit shy, please don't do that sir. Hehe." Mo Ying managed to utter.
Yeline's face is tragic as she glanced at the awkward and cringy scene before her.
"Well don't be, this Gege knows how to treat treasures like you." He said.
His hand moved from Mo Ying's waist closer to his armpit. These two were doing crazy things inside a teahouse.
Well she shouldn't be nosy or she'll get whatever's coming to her. Quickly shifting her gaze to her cup of tea, she continued to sip at it.
Trying to make her mind focused, she thought back to the situation from before. She needed to worry about herself instead of being so nosy.
This Xiang Fan guy surely was strange. Why was he helping her out so much? He didn't seem to be that interested in whatever was going on in the class.
Don't say it. Does he like Yahui?
CRASH!
A bowl of beautiful food gets thrown at her. THe bowl ended up on her head, as the soup ran down her whole being. Yeline blinked multiple times, trying to make sure that this was reality.