Chapter 12: Killing with a Borrowed Knife

Yun Ci wore denim overalls, one hand tucked into her pocket.

Her expression was as indifferent as ever, unreadable and silent, as she walked straight out the main gate.

Not long after arriving at school, Xia Beiqing also walked into the classroom and sat down next to her, leaning in exceptionally close.

"Hey, deskmate, do you have a phone?"

Yun Ci shifted her hips to create distance. "What is it?"

"How about I teach you how to play games?" Xia Beiqing pulled out his phone, waving it in front of Yun Ci's eyes, using a mix of coaxing and deception. "Even though my skills are just average, I have more than enough ability to teach you. What do you say? A free opportunity is being served on a silver platter; you'd better grab it!"

If he could take his future sister-in-law on as a disciple, he would be making a massive profit.

Just thinking about it made him excited.

"You know, my master, Si Yue, is a legendary pro. Do you know how many people send him private messages every day, or how many people beg to be his disciple? But he only replied to mine. You can see just how much he values my strength!"

Yun Ci said nothing. She hooked a pen with her finger, scribbled a few words in her textbook, and tossed it in front of him.

He looked down, and two large words stared back at him.

*Idiot.*

"..."

Morning reading time arrived, and students began trickling into the classroom.

Qin Yu held a drama ticket and chased after Ruan Feiyue. "I had to pull some strings to get this ticket. You'll definitely love it. How about we go see it together tonight?"

Feeling irritated, Ruan Feiyue slammed her backpack onto the desk. Just as she was about to refuse, she caught a glimpse of Yun Ci in the back row.

Instantly, she changed her mind. She snatched the ticket from Qin Yu's hand and gave a tilted smile. "Sure, I'll go with you."

The moment the words left her mouth, the entire class was stunned.

Even Qin Yu found it hard to believe. "Re... really?"

Ruan Feiyue tucked the ticket into her pocket, her eyes curving into crescents as she smiled. "Of course. Tonight, it's a date!"

"Am I dreaming?" Qin Yu was overjoyed, shouting as he rushed out of the classroom, "Princess Feiyue... she... she agreed to my date!"

He acted as if he wanted to announce it to the entire school.

Xia Beiqing rested his chin on his hand, clicking his tongue in wonder. "No way? Does a simp eventually get everything he ever wanted?"

Having received no response, he turned his head only to find that Yun Ci had already fallen asleep, face down on her desk.

Whoa! Is his sister-in-law the reincarnation of the God of Sleep?

***

That night, the city lights flickered to life.

Qin Yu stood at the theater entrance, constantly checking his watch. He had waited for a full hour, yet Ruan Feiyue had yet to appear.

Across the street, Ruan Feiyue sat in a restaurant, watching Qin Yu in the distance with cold eyes.

She then took out her phone and dialed his number.

As soon as he picked up, Qin Yu's anxious voice came through: "Feiyue? When will you arrive? Do you want me to come pick you up?"

Ruan Feiyue spoke in a tone laced with grievance. "I'm sorry, Qin Yu. Some small things happened at home, and I might not be able to make it."

Qin Yu hurriedly pressed for details. "What happened? What's wrong?"

Ruan Feiyue answered hesitantly, "You know... Yun Ci was taken back home, so..."

"So what? Did she bully you?!"

"No... I can't say..." Ruan Feiyue feigned a look of reluctance, her voice carrying a hint of weeping and restraint. "No matter what she does, it's something I have to endure. Please, don't ask anymore..."

Even through the phone, one could imagine her pitiful, yet stubbornly resilient appearance, which was enough to make anyone's heart ache.

"Damn it, that brat..." Qin Yu gritted his teeth in rage. "Feiyue, don't be afraid. If she dares to bully you, I'll definitely destroy her!"

"Qin Yu... please don't do anything reckless..."

With a *click*, the call was cut off.

Watching Qin Yu's indignant figure walk away through the glass window, Ruan Feiyue curled her lips into a cold sneer and casually tossed the drama ticket into the trash.

The tactic of "killing with a borrowed knife" was simply too effective!

***

Early the next morning, Qin Yu gathered all his lackeys on campus.

"All of you, think hard about how to teach that brat a lesson, so she never dares to bully Feiyue again!"

A group of lackeys began brainstorming wicked ideas.

"Let's just give her a beating!"

"No, no, didn't you see last time? That girl is incredibly tough."

"How about... we get her drunk, strip her naked, take photos of her, and post them online? That way, she'll never be able to hold her head up again!"