Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

At Second High.

When An Zhixin returned to Second High, life wasn't very peachy, because many people knew that she had transferred to Shangde before and even became a rich missy. So when she returned to Second High, she often heard people laughing at her behind her back.

Actually, An Zhixin could tolerate these things, but what was most upsetting was that w.a.n.g s.h.i.+yu was not in the least concerned about her.

After school.

Because the last lesson was a physical education cla.s.s, some students left straight from cla.s.s without returning to the cla.s.sroom.

When An Zhixin went back to the cla.s.sroom to pack her stuff, there were not many students in the cla.s.sroom.

As she was packing her items into her bag and thinking of plans for dinner, she heard someone kicking the desk near the door.

An Zhixin was shocked. There was a sense of uneasiness as she looked up at the door.

She saw a few girls looking unfriendly walking toward her.

"Yo An Zhixin, didn't you go to Shangde to be a rich missy? Why are you back here in Second High? How can Second High accommodate such an exalted person like you?"

"Don't say that. She's now become a stray dog, beaten back into her original form! Hahahaha!"

"An Zhixin, tell us. How does it feel like being a student at Shangde? Does it feel good? We also heard that when you were in Shangde, many boys were attracted to you, is that right? Everything is different when you become a rich missy, huh?"

"Unfortunately, we aren't so lucky, to be able to have a taste of being a rich missy."

They walked up to An Zhixin's desk while they talked.

An Zhixin grasped her bag tightly in her hands and glanced at them surrept.i.tiously. Seeing that they didn't look friendly, she thought if she should better run.

She got up from her seat, her head lowered silently as she tried to walk past them.

But how could these girls just let her go like that?

The girl, who was leading the group, grabbed An Zhixin's s.h.i.+rt rudely.

"I'm talking to you? Answer me! You think you can just ignore us after a few days of being a rich missy?"

"I heard that this s.l.u.t even tried to seduce Young Master Jie when she was in Shangde. Who does she think she is? It's a pipe dream!"

"Exactly. You think a perfect guy like Young Master Jie is someone you can even dream about?"

"I'm p.i.s.sed from just looking at her. Sister Qin, let her have it!"

An Zhixin suddenly pushed the girl's hand away, trembling as she retreated two steps back, staring at them timidly. "I-I didn't do anything to you… Why do you want to beat me?"

"Acting pitiful? Disgusting!" The girl on the right spit at her.

An Zhixin clenched her fists unbearably, her body shaking. "I don't even know you people…"

"We don't like the sight of you. We're gonna teach you a lesson. Do we need your approval?"

The three girls looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"I'm telling you. You're a s.l.u.t, a tras.h.!.+ Even if we beat you up, no one will even bat an eye!"

With that said, the girl on the left threw a kick at her.

An Zhixin shrunk back in fright, slamming into the desk and almost fell to the ground.

She shook her head in horror, tears turning in her eyes. "Don't hit me, don't hit me…"

She felt so wronged. She didn't do anything. Why would these people treat her like this?

The girl, who was leading the group, violently s.n.a.t.c.hed An Zhixin's bag, threw it to the ground and stomped it under her feet.

Just then, someone came in, saw what was happening, and stared blankly.

Noticing that someone had appeared, hope was roused as An Zhixin anxiously called out for help.