CHAPTER 206: 205: WHO IS TOUGH (EIGHTH UPDATE) ADDITIONAL UPDATE FOR MQ82831

Ye Ling returned to the dormitory with a face full of bruises, astonishing the others in the room. Ji Hong almost burst out laughing and called Wang Xiaohong outside, glancing back at Ye Ling with a mocking expression.

Shao Guangli and Wan Li were working on their questions. Apart from greeting Ye Ling, they didn’t look up again. Wan Li initially wanted to come over and check, but was stopped by Shao Guangli. Instead, Dong Juan came down from the upper bunk to Ye Ling’s side.

"Got into a fight?"

"Yeah, couldn’t dodge, got caught a couple of times." Ye Ling said nonchalantly, gathering the sheet from the bed. She shook off some dust from it before turning back inside, noticing that her desk had been tampered with but not asking more.

Ye Ling considered asking Dong Juan, but if Dong Juan spoke, that person would certainly target her. Ye Ling was about to get into college, leaving Dong Juan alone at school, she wouldn’t be able to help if anything happened. Thinking of this, Ye Ling didn’t question her.

Dong Juan glanced at the desk and lowered her eyes, pretending not to notice. Ye Ling realized Dong Juan had thought of this too, and after some internal conflict, Dong Juan chose silence. She despised her own cowardice but knew there were things someone like her shouldn’t get involved in.

A desk being used is one thing, but ink was spilled on it. On the once white desk, there was now a blue ink stain. Ye Ling initially did not intend to fuss over it, but since she returned, no one stood up to admit it. She felt that if she said nothing, she’d really be a pushover.

Once Zhao Guodong and the others arrived, Ye Ling pointed the desk out to Zhao Guodong. Zhao Guodong glanced at it, "Who did this?"

Ye Ling shook her head.

Zhao Guodong then turned to the three others in the room and shouted, "Did you guys do this to the desk?"

Wan Li shook her head, Shao Guangli remained silent, so Zhao Guodong glared over, "Did you do it?"

Shao Guangli defiantly shook her head, feeling Ye Ling was too self-important, not asking directly but letting Zhao Guodong inquire. Who did she think she was? Did she really think she was something just because Zhao Guodong and the others were backing her?

Before Zhao Guodong could ask, Dong Juan shook her head and explained, "I saw it like this when I got back that day, didn’t see who did it."

Shao Guangli puffed out her cheeks.

Ye Ling smiled, "This has nothing to do with you, no need to feel guilty."

Dong Juan bit her lip, "Ye Ling, sorry I couldn’t help you."

"No worries." Ye Ling smiled again and said no more.

So it was left to Ji Hong and Wang Xiaohong. Zhao Guodong asked for ink from Ye Ling, without prompting from her. Ye Ling handed him the ink she found under the bed, and Zhao Guodong began pouring it onto Ji Hong and Wang Xiaohong’s beds, emptying the entire bottle.

Wan Li looked on in shock, glancing at Ye Ling, seeing Ye Ling wasn’t stopping him, she just lowered her head.

Zhao Guodong was rather pleased, "I’ll buy you a bottle tomorrow. Spill it on the desk and it won’t come off, and after college exams we won’t need it. If we knew who did it, they’d probably claim it was accidental anyway, so now it’s even."

Ye Ling laughed.

Wang Ping pouted, "You didn’t let me help pour it, instead did it all yourself."

"Get out of here." Zhao Guodong gave him a push.

The two started a playful argument, while Zhang Linong reminded Ye Ling to eat and then led Zhao Guodong and Wang Ping out, promising to visit her again tomorrow. After seeing the three off, Ye Ling sat back by her bed to eat.

Dong Juan awkwardly murmured a few words to Ye Ling before returning to her bed. When Ji Hong and Wang Xiaohong came back laughing after their meal, they saw the ink-stained beds. Wang Xiaohong, timid by nature, didn’t dare say much, suspecting Ye Ling but only pulling off the sheet when she saw the mattress underneath was dyed. Blushing, she tried wiping it with tissue but it had soaked through.

Ji Hong glanced at Wang Xiaohong’s bed with a mocking look towards Ye Ling for doing such a thing. But upon seeing her own bed, she couldn’t remain silent, "Ye Ling, did you do this?"

Ye Ling put the lid on her meal box and got off the bed, looked up at the upper bunk grinning, "Zhao Guodong did it, you can find him if you want to settle scores."

Dare I?

Ji Hong glared at Ye Ling, angrily, "If you hadn’t instructed him, why would Zhao Guodong pour ink on my bed?"

"How should I know? I told you, if you want to ask, ask him." Ye Ling rolled her eyes at her and turned to sit back in her own bed, dropping the bed curtain, completely ignoring Ji Hong’s cursing from the above bunk.

All the venting accomplished nothing, sheets and mattress were dirty. Wang Xiaohong, unwilling, interjected, "Don’t curse, what if someone snitches, and Zhao Guodong comes to deal with you?"

"I dare anyone to tell, may their entire family face ruin." Ji Hong cursed venomously in anger.

Ye Ling pulled open the bed curtain, "Ji Hong, don’t overdo it. Don’t think saying something vicious like this means I won’t tell Zhao Guodong. We’re going to take the college entrance exam soon, I won’t tell now, but after, that’s not certain. So stop cursing and yelling here. Stay if you want, leave if not."

"Why should I leave just because you say so? Who do you think you are? You came back with a face full of bruises from being beaten!" Ji Hong retaliated.

Ye Ling mocked, "Why don’t you think it’s me who beat someone up and accidentally got hit on the face? Want to try me? I haven’t had enough practice today, another round won’t hurt."

As she spoke, she was already sitting up.

Wang Xiaohong didn’t dare make a sound, and Ji Hong fell silent too.

Ye Ling glanced at Wang Xiaohong at the foot of the bed, "If you want to stir trouble, you’d better be ready to take responsibility. Don’t just stir things up and not manage it, embarrassing yourself. I told Zhao Guodong to pour the ink, so what? Who put ink on my desk? Don’t tell me it was an accident, what did I say when I left? No one touches my stuff, was I talking to air? I don’t have a good reputation and don’t expect people to speak well of me, so wise up, if you can’t handle me, stay away. Don’t bring humiliation upon yourself."

Wang Xiaohong turned pale, dared not reply, and Ji Hong above was completely silent; it was she and Wang Xiaohong who messed with the desk. Who would have thought Ye Ling wasn’t taking any losses, pouring ink on their beds today. Even complaining to Aunt Sun, they’d have no grounds.

Ji Hong gritted her teeth in frustration but dared not provoke Ye Ling, regretting listening to Wang Xiaohong’s instigation to spill ink on the desk, ending up embarrassing herself now. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)