Ye Moqing finally stirred and slowly raised his head.
His young and handsome face was thunderous.
Even though he was incensed, his cool and suave action of getting up made the girls in the classroom gasp excitedly, their eyes teeming with infatuation and admiration.
Unfortunately, before Ye Moqing could lay eyes on Xia Jinmian, she grabbed his arm and sent him flying towards the trash can.
"Pick up my school bag!"
Ye Moqing was stupefied. "???"
He had barely opened his bleary eyes before he was suddenly and unceremoniously thrown towards the trash can. He almost lost his balance and hit the wall.
Ye Moqing was hot under the collar but he suddenly did not know if he should be angry or embarrassed.
"Pick it up!"
The girl's arrogant voice rang behind him again.
It was clearly a pleasant voice, but it was so infuriating!
"Wretch, you—"
Ye Moqing shook his head and turned around, looking as cool as a F4 member in an idol drama.
He wanted to tear into this audacious girl, but his eyes fell upon a furious and arrogant beautiful face. His words stuck in his throat.
The room was silent for a full three seconds before it turned clamorous.
"Oh my god! That's the new female classmate, right? Oh no, oh no. Does she not know that Third Young Master is not to be trifled with?"
"Third Young Master hates being woken up when he sleeps. That female classmate is dead meat!"
"She even scolded Third Young Master. No one has ever dared to scold Third Young Master!"
"…"
Xia Jinmian raised her eyebrows slightly and the corners of her eyes twitched.
It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?
This was Third Young Master?
He did seem to bear some resemblance to Uncle Ye Yelin, especially his eyes. When he stared at people, they were terrifyingly deep and sharp.
Ye Moqing was also sizing up Xia Jinmian.
He thought that she had been rude to him just now because she had not seen his face.
But now that she had seen his face, why was she not frightened? Or was she infatuated with him like other girls? She actually dared to maintain her arrogant mien and glared at him?
Was there something wrong with this girl's beauty standards?
"You don't know me?"
"I do now, Third Young Master." Xia Jinmian's lips curled into a smile, but did not show any signs of caving in. She pointed at the trash can and questioned, "Were you the one who threw my school bag into the trash can?"
Ye Moqing was addled. This girl dared to treat him with such an attitude. Was she trying to find another way to seduce him?
"Hmmph, wretch. Don't get any ideas about me. I know the tricks you girls have."
Xia Jinmian narrowed her beautiful eyes. No wonder Aunt said that Third Bub was rebellious. This fellow's obviously away with the fairies'!
It seemed like she had to help Aunt rein in this brat!
Xia Jinmian suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Moqing's collar, hurtling him towards the trash can.
"Rascal, pick up my school bag!"
Ye Moqing was caught off guard and lunged forward. If he had not managed to maintain his balance, he would have landed face-first into the trash can.
"Rascal?" Ye Moqing wondered. Where did this batsh*t crazy girl come from? How dare she chide him?!
Xia Jinmian crossed her arms and looked at him coldly. "Yes. Rascal, pick up my school bag!"
"Hmph!"
Ye Moqing snorted. He stretched out his hand, wanting to teach this wacko a lesson.
Unfortunately, Xia Jinmian grabbed his wrist and threw him over her shoulder before his hand could reach her.
"Ah—"
All the female students in the classroom screamed in fear!
This time, Ye Moqing really was in a daze. Although he was not hurt from the fall, he could not break out of his trance and get up.
He—Ye Moqing—the first lieutenant of the training camp, was worked over by a wretch in an ordinary school?
If news of this got back to the training camp, where would that leave him?