CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 122: MISUNDERSTANDING! THE GOSSIPING SOUL OF A FEMALE CLASSMATE

The girl in front suddenly turned around, her gaze falling on Feng Jiaqi, who had the air of a noble lady. Instantly, the trace of blame on her face vanished, replaced by a somewhat fawning smile.

"Oh, it’s Qiqi! Come over here, quickly! Take a look, who are those two in the grove?"

The girl spoke enthusiastically, pulling Feng Jiaqi to her side and linking their arms. With her other hand, she pointed excitedly toward the grove. Due to the shade of the trees and their angle, Feng Jiaqi couldn’t see the two people’s faces clearly, despite her good eyesight.

Ye Luo was particularly conspicuous in her long black dress. The unique silhouette and her consistent fashion sense allowed Feng Jiaqi to guess her identity at once.

But who is that tall, slender male student? His back feels so familiar, as if we have a good relationship.

Just as Feng Jiaqi was filled with doubt, the girl leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Qiqi, you’ll never guess what big event happened at our school this morning."

Feng Jiaqi recoiled from the gesture; the girl was far too close, and her warm breath made her skin crawl. Feng Jiaqi discreetly withdrew her arm, turned her head, and asked in a very formal tone, "What happened?"

The girl clearly sensed Feng Jiaqi’s distance but wasn’t annoyed. Daughters of noble families are always this proud, she thought. Just being able to talk to her is a big deal.

As if to flaunt how well-informed she was, the girl launched into an account of that morning’s events, mixing truth with her own wild analysis.

"Look, look! Those two in the grove are from our class. Early this morning, the boy was waiting for Ye Luo right at the school gate. As soon as she arrived, he pulled her into that grove on the edge of the playground. I bet he’s confessing his feelings to her right now."

The girl added, "You can recognize Ye Luo, right?"

"Yes." Feng Jiaqi nodded lightly, her gaze still fixed on the grove.

To be honest, she wasn’t surprised that someone was confessing to Ye Luo, as it had happened countless times over the years.

The only thing that puzzles me is why Ye Luo actually went into the grove with him. Shouldn’t she have rejected him publicly at the school gate to maintain her modesty?

As if hearing Feng Jiaqi’s thoughts, the girl continued with renewed vigor. "I never thought that the ice-cold Ye Luo would have a day where her heart is stirred."

What’s so great about being a ’campus goddess’? She’s just a little prettier and gets slightly better grades. So what? She wears the same outfit all year long, as if her family is too poor to buy her clothes. She’s a disgrace to Spring City No.1 Middle School. Campus goddess? Ha! Of course, she only dared to think these things, not say them out loud.

Perhaps noticing Feng Jiaqi’s lack of interest, the girl swiftly shifted her attack to Chen Pingchuan. Her expression grew even more teasing. Not caring if students from other classes were nearby, she raised her voice a notch and said, "Do you know who that boy is? It’s that genius transfer student from our class who scored dead last in the entire grade, Chen Pingchuan."

She went on, "I must say, our new classmate is quite talented. Though his grades aren’t great, he’s got a knack for wooing girls. Even our normally aloof Goddess Luo couldn’t resist his charms."

"Oh my, look, look! I wonder what he said to make our Goddess Luo smile. If I remember correctly, our Goddess Luo rarely ever smiles."

A bad feeling had already surfaced in Feng Jiaqi’s heart, but when the girl finally said Chen Pingchuan’s name, the words struck her like a sledgehammer, completely shattering her last sliver of hope. It felt like a bolt from the blue, stunning her mind into blankness as her whole world fell silent.

The boy I’ve been dreaming of... is confessing to another girl.

Feng Jiaqi’s rosy cheeks instantly turned a deathly pale, a color of sheer disappointment and bewilderment. She had thought their relationship was closer than that of ordinary classmates, yet the girl receiving the confession wasn’t her. In her heart, Feng Jiaqi began to question Chen Pingchuan.

Why Ye Luo? Why not me? Is it because I’m not pretty enough? Or because my grades aren’t as good as hers? Is there something about me you don’t like? I can change it.

The oblivious girl, failing to notice the change in Feng Jiaqi’s expression, continued to add fuel to the fire. "Qiqi, I have to say, that new transfer student is a smooth operator. The way things are going, they’ll probably be living together in less than a month. When that happens, the title of campus goddess will belong to someone else."

The girl, still not noticing the rage building on Feng Jiaqi’s face, chattered on. "I wonder if the transfer student is any good, you know? If he is, I wouldn’t mind hooking up with him once. He’s really handsome."

As she said this, the girl actually blushed. And despite her slightly coy look, everyone around understood exactly what she meant.

The girl’s words were the last straw. Like an enraged lioness, Feng Jiaqi roared at her, "If you’re in heat, go buy yourself a toy to play with! Stop yelping about it here!"

Feng Jiaqi’s words stunned the girl for a moment. Then her expression turned cold as she prepared to retort, "You—"

"You what? Keep running your mouth and I’ll expose all your dirty little secrets for everyone to see. All you do is gossip behind people’s backs all day. Or do you think I wouldn’t dare?"

I don’t even know why I’m so angry. I just need to vent, and this gossipmonger happens to be the perfect target. I don’t know what she’s really like in private, but I bet it’s nothing good.

The girl was startled by Feng Jiaqi’s furious outburst. In three years, she had never seen this side of the well-behaved daughter from a noble family. She looked at Feng Jiaqi’s frighteningly grim expression, then glanced around. Her gaze finally rested on Chen Pingchuan for a moment, and a guess formed in her mind. But how could she dare to say anything bad about Feng Jiaqi? She could only try to find a way to back down.

"I’m sorry, Feng Tongxue. It was my mistake for speaking out of turn. Actually... actually, maybe they’re just ordinary friends."

"Get lost!"

The crowd of onlookers scattered instantly. Most of them recognized Feng Jiaqi and were terrified of getting caught in the crossfire with a furious child of nobility. Soon, only Feng Jiaqi was left standing near the grove.

Meanwhile, the two who had just struck their deal had no reason to linger in the grove.

Inevitably, the three of them met face to face.