The men and women on the stairs gave Lin Qinghe a contemptuous look and left.
Lin Qinghe struggled to get up from the ground. The pain in her scraped knees made it difficult for her to suppress the urge to kill You Rong, but it surged again.
Lin Qinghe, furious, wanted to go find You Rong to settle scores. She stopped abruptly halfway there.
Her face turned extremely ugly due to the humiliation.
If she really went to confront You Rong, the progress bar would not increase. She couldn't let a moment of impatience ruin her mission; the loss would outweigh the gain.
You Rong was having people mess with her, likely because he couldn't get over her previous humiliation of him.
She had no other choice but to let him torment her, to let him vent his anger.
On the other hand, the more You Rong was angry and had people harass her, the more it proved he still cared about the original host. He wouldn't dare to kill her, right!
Lin Qinghe changed her mind. Instead of returning to the dorm to lie down, she turned and walked towards the classroom.
She wanted to see how many more tricks You Rong had up his sleeve to torment her!
Lin Qinghe returned to the classroom. As it turned out, You Rong's tricks were far more numerous than she had imagined.
For example, as soon as she sat down at her seat, the stool inexplicably broke. She fell to the ground, her little face contorting in pain, drawing laughter from the entire class. She became a joke again.
When class finally ended and she went to the cafeteria for lunch, there were always thoughtless people who, carrying their food, would bump into her. She was bumped into several times in a row, and her white t-shirt became stained with various food smells and colors, leaving it in a sorry state.
Lin Qinghe decided not to eat anymore and left the cafeteria with a dark expression.
She bought a bottle of water from the convenience store and gulped down the entire bottle in one go, then crushed the empty bottle with her bare hands.
She had been simmering with anger all morning!
Lin Qinghe gritted her teeth and angrily cursed, "You Rong, that bastard, that son of a bitch, I really wish I could just kill him..."
In the previous three worlds, she had found it too difficult. Compared to this world, those were so much better. At least the original hosts in those worlds had better statuses than You Rong. It would have been a matter of moments to torment him. Unlike this world, where You Rong was the sole heir of a leading enterprise, rich and powerful, and she was the one being tormented!
After cursing for a good half hour, Lin Qinghe calmed down. Her eyes darted around, and a thought struck her. She bought some sushi and rice balls and headed towards You Rong's classroom.
She went with the idea of trying her luck, and her luck seemed to be good. You Rong was the only one in the classroom. For some reason, he hadn't gone to lunch.
Lin Qinghe stood at the back door of the classroom and glared at You Rong for a moment. She suppressed her emotions, pinched her thigh hard, and felt her eyes water from the pain before walking into the classroom.
If You Rong didn't see how pitiful and miserable she was, how could he vent his anger?
However, she also came with a sliver of hope. She hoped that You Rong had some affection for the original host. If he saw how badly she was treated, and she played the victim a little, perhaps You Rong would soften his heart.
With slightly red eyes, Lin Qinghe placed the food she bought on You Rong's desk and feigned a hesitant tone, asking, "You... you didn't go for lunch? I bought some food for you. Would you like to eat some?"
You Rong glanced at Lin Qinghe, his handsome brows furrowing slightly.
As You Rong looked at her, Lin Qinghe pretended to be indifferent and exposed the injury on her knee, deliberately showing it to him.
But You Rong's gaze was not one of concern, but of disgust.
Lin Qinghe's heart sank by more than half. She thought to herself: the system must be faulty. The five percent progress bar must have been You Rong's hatred for her!
Though she desperately wanted to slap You Rong, Lin Qinghe was no ordinary person. Her acting skills were no less than any professional actor's. On the surface, she maintained a look of grievance and pitifulness, her eyes filling with tears as she looked at You Rong.
"Please eat something. It's not good for your health to skip meals. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave right now..."
You Rong remained silent.
Lin Qinghe inwardly cursed him and could only turn to leave slowly. She walked very slowly, as if her knee injury made walking painful.
Reaching the classroom door, Lin Qinghe suddenly stopped and turned to look at You Rong. With red eyes, she said with a mix of grievance and determination, "I hurt you before, and I'm sorry. It's only right that you're angry. I understand why you made them do it... As long as you feel you've vented your anger, I'm fine with it... But what I told you yesterday was also true. I genuinely like you now. Just you wait! I won't give up. I'll do what I say! I'll do for you all the things you once did for me!"
After speaking, Lin Qinghe deliberately dragged her feet, walking with a limp.
After walking a distance and confirming she was out of earshot, Lin Qinghe wiped her moist eyes. Her previously pitiful and aggrieved expression vanished, replaced by a huff. She muttered under her breath, "That damned bastard, he has no pity for a damsel in distress. I acted so pitiful, and he didn't even change his expression..."
Angered, Lin Qinghe raised her foot as if to kick a wall. However, as she lifted her leg, she felt a twinge from her knee injury, genuinely grimacing in pain.
Lin Qinghe frowned.
There was no other way. She had to go to the school infirmary first to get her knee treated.
In the classroom.
You Rong's frown deepened.
He could see that Lin Qinghe was being harassed, but he hadn't ordered it.
However, when he had harshly rejected Lin Qinghe's confession on the sports field, he had already anticipated everything that would follow.
As the sole heir of the You Corporation, there were plenty of people eager to curry favor with him. Now that the entire university knew he despised Lin Qinghe, naturally, some people, in order to please him, would make things difficult for Lin Qinghe.
Recalling Lin Qinghe's hypocritical face, You Rong let out a mocking laugh and unhesitatingly threw the food Lin Qinghe had brought into the trash can.
Lin Qinghe's current pretense of sincerely liking him was simply because the wealthy second-generation heir who used to pursue her had been sent abroad by his family for his studies. With no one to buy her expensive luxury goods to support her vanity, she had turned her attention back to him to deceive him!
He wouldn't be that foolish again!
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Lin Qinghe dealt with various troubles all day and returned to her dormitory. She found her roommates looking at her with expressions of disdain, and they didn't speak to her.
Lin Qinghe didn't bother with them. Since no one was paying attention to her, and she was exhausted from the day, she decided to lie down and rest.
However, as soon as Lin Qinghe lay down, she discovered that her blanket was wet, and her chest ached with anger.
It was bad enough that they had tormented her in the classroom and cafeteria all day, but they hadn't even spared her dorm!
Did You Rong hate her that much that he wouldn't let her have a moment of peace?
Lin Qinghe held the wet blanket and glanced at her two other roommates. They quickly averted their gazes, not daring to look at her.
There was no need to guess whose work this was.
Lin Qinghe had been angered so many times today that she was too tired to be angry anymore. She simply took the wet blanket out to the balcony to air dry and then lay down on the hard bed frame.
It was early autumn. The days were hot, but the nights were cool. As a result, Lin Qinghe, without a blanket, caught a cold. She woke up the next day with a low-grade fever and a pale face, heading to class.