Chapter 64: Chapter 63: Shut Up!

He didn’t park on the Qi Middle School campus. Instead, he pulled the Bentley into a nearby parking space.

“Yuchen!” Qin Fan called out the moment he got out of the car.

“Hmm? What is it?” Ji Yuchen asked, puzzled.

Qin Fan grinned. “Sorry about this!”

Before the confused Ji Yuchen could speak, Qin Fan swept to her side in a flash. With a swift chop to the back of her neck, she went limp.

Qin Fan caught her as she fell, muttering to himself, “Just let all of this be a dream. One you’ll forget completely the moment you wake up.”

With that, a grim-faced Qin Fan sighed softly. He shaped his hand into a claw and placed it on Ji Yuchen’s head. A stream of True Qi flowed from his fingertips into her brain, rapidly washing away the chain of traumatic memories.

After about ten seconds, Qin Fan released his hand. He then pressed a pressure point under her nose with his thumb.

“Ah! Who are you!” Ji Yuchen jerked awake, shoving herself out of Qin Fan’s grasp and crying out in panic.

But when she turned and saw his face, she exclaimed, “Qin Fan! It’s you? What… what are you doing?”

“Nothing. You fainted on the street just now,” Qin Fan said, his voice laced with feigned concern. “I was just passing by and helped you wake up. Are you okay now?”

“Fainted?”

Ji Yuchen furrowed her delicate brows, unable to recall what had happened. When she looked down, she realized she was wearing unfamiliar clothes.

Huh, what’s with these clothes? Are they mine? Why can’t I remember? Is this what I wore when I left home this morning? Don’t tell me I hit my head…

All these questions flickered through her mind.

“What’s wrong? Not feeling well? Want to go get it checked out?” Qin Fan asked.

“No, no! Thank you, Qin Fan!” His words scattered her doubts. Feeling nothing physically wrong, Ji Yuchen’s usual bright smile returned.

“Good. Let’s go. We’re incredibly late!” Qin Fan said with a faint smile.

Incredibly late? Ji Yuchen subconsciously glanced at her wrist, but she still couldn’t remember how she’d ended up late. With no time to think it over, she panicked. “Oh no, hurry, hurry!”

Shouting, Ji Yuchen broke into a run.

Falling behind, Qin Fan watched her retreating figure and murmured, “Disciplined and law-abiding… Ji Yuchen, this is how your life is supposed to be.”

Shaking his head, he quickened his pace toward the school.

“Qin Fan, hurry up! Why are you dawdling!” Ji Yuchen called out anxiously from the school building’s stairwell when she saw him lagging behind.

“I’m already a lost cause, so it doesn’t matter, but you should hurry up. It would be bad if you got dragged into a misunderstanding because of me,” Qin Fan said.

Hearing this, Ji Yuchen’s pretty face flushed red.

It was true. At this time of day, arriving so late—and together, at that. How could it not lead to misunderstandings and gossip? Especially after she had just had a falling out with He Haolin over Qin Fan yesterday. Considering that, even she felt it was a bit… improper.

But would it be a little selfish to abandon Qin Fan at a time like this?

Thinking of this, Ji Yuchen bit her lip. With the air of a gallant heroine, she declared, “I’m not afraid, so what do you have to be afraid of? We haven’t done anything wrong, so we have nothing to fear!”

Huh—

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment that she would be willing to put her reputation on the line like that. Then he chuckled and shook his head.

“Alright, if you’re not afraid, why should I be? Let’s go!” Qin Fan said, striding forward.

「Outside the Class Seven classroom in Qi Middle School」

“Reporting!” Ji Yuchen’s voice rang out.

The entire class turned their heads in unison.

“Damn, looks like there’s a story here!”

“Has Goddess Ji really been snatched up by Qin Fan?”

“She just stood up for him yesterday, and now they’re showing up three hours late together?”

“Young Master He tried for over two years and got nowhere, and this guy just swoops in and snags her?”

The previously quiet classroom erupted into a flurry of whispers at their simultaneous arrival. However, no one dared to call Qin Fan a “useless coward” anymore.

Wang Zijun had been beaten up, and He Haolin had also taken a fall. These incidents, combined with Qin Fan’s sudden, bizarre change, had made the students of Qi Middle School wary of him. If he went crazy and flew into a rage because he overheard something, it just wouldn’t be worth it. It was a risk best avoided.

Those whispers did not escape Ji Yuchen’s keen ears. Hearing the suggestive comments, a deep blush spread all the way to the tips of her ears.

As for Qin Fan, he acted as if nothing was wrong. He glanced into the classroom and said coolly, “Shut up.”

The buzzing classroom instantly fell silent at his command.

The teacher cleared his throat. “Ahem—come in!” Having received a heads-up from the principal, he didn’t dare put on airs or look displeased, simply giving the two an amicable nod.

“Thank you, teacher!” Ever the good girl, Ji Yuchen let out a secret sigh of relief. With a quick reply, she hurried to her seat and took out her textbook.

As Ji Yuchen sat down, the dozens of pairs of eyes in the classroom shifted to Qin Fan. They watched blankly as he took his seat, their eyes filled with a mixture of complex emotions: envy, hostility, curiosity, jealousy, and disdain.

The recent incidents had turned Qin Fan into a complex figure in Class Seven, and indeed, in all of Qi Middle School. Perhaps many still looked down on him, and plenty more probably despised him. But regardless, at this moment, no one was willing to provoke Qin Fan.

The meek fear the strong, and the strong fear the crazy. In the eyes of these students, Qin Fan had undoubtedly transformed from a spineless weakling into a neurotic lunatic. With the examples of Wang Zijun and He Haolin before them, no one wanted to provoke him, and no one dared.

When the bell rang, signaling the end of the forty-five-minute period, the thirty-odd students were still lost in thought.

Ji Yuchen, sitting several meters away, didn’t know why, but she instinctively looked toward Qin Fan the moment class was dismissed. But when she saw him looking as impassive as ever, completely unaffected by the earlier gossip, she felt an inexplicable twinge of disappointment.

Damn it, why do I even care about that stuff! she silently scolded herself. The blush that had taken the better part of an hour to fade now came roaring back.

She quickly turned her head away, refusing to look in Qin Fan’s direction.

However, at that very moment, just as the teacher stepped out of the classroom, a sudden shout erupted from within.

“Holy crap! On the news! A high-ranking official’s son crashed his car! Improper handling, hit seven other vehicles! Car destroyed, driver dead! It’s… it’s He Haolin! It’s Young Master He! He’s dead! He’s dead!”

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