Yue Xin turned a deaf ear to these mocking words. Instead, she calmly took out her phone and called Uncle Wang. In order to make her emotions more full and realistic, she pinched her thigh hard and made herself cry.
The call connected and the performance began. "Hello… Uncle Wang, I, I… don't want to go to school anymore…"
Hearing Yue Xin's trembling and aggrieved voice, Uncle Wang immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly turned the car around and returned to school. He did not forget to comfort her over the phone. "Don't be anxious. Uncle Wang will go over now."
After hanging up, he hesitated for a while before calling Yue Lingchen's assistant.
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On the other side, after Yue Xin put down the phone, her pitiful expression immediately disappeared. As she looked at the words on the table, she mobilized the memories in her mind. Logically speaking, today's slander should be that she had stolen someone else's things. Why did it become these? These memories seemed to be inaccurate, but for some reason, she always believed that her home in this life was definitely a prison.
Yue Xin called aggrievedly one moment and assumed her calm expression the next. This frightened everyone. Usually, the person who was bullied had to react to make the perpetrator happy. However, just as everyone was waiting expectantly for her to cry, she was expressionless. There was no sadness, fear, or pain. It was as if everything they did was not worthy of her attention. Why?
At that moment, everyone felt that they had bullied the wrong person. Moreover, the person Yue Xin had just called was Uncle Wang. Who was he? Was he the uncle that Cui Peng had just mentioned who had no money? What was the use of calling such a poor uncle over? Could it be that they had made a mistake?
Someone even whispered to Peng Cui, "Hey, did you make a mistake? Yue Xin really doesn't look like a child from a poor family. Her clothes seem to be quite expensive."
Cui Peng's heart was beating like a drum, but when he thought about what he had heard with his own ears, he quickly convinced himself. Yue Xin must be poor. Otherwise, how could she not be able to afford morning tea? The Yue family might have spent all their savings to send her to their school. And her relationship with Lu Yu might have been to deliberately stick to the other party to establish her image as the daughter of a wealthy family. The expensive things she used were either cheated or stolen. He had to prove today that Yue Xin's family background was not as good as his. This way, he would have another person to order around in the future.
Thinking of this, Cui Peng nodded firmly. "I heard it with my own ears. Yue Xin's family doesn't have money."
Hearing Cui Peng's affirmative answer, the other students were relieved. In that case, they had nothing to worry about. There was only Lu Yu behind Yue Xin, and the Lu family wasn't that powerful.
The current boss of the class, the third-generation rich playboy, Zhou Fan, walked in front of Yue Xin and revealed a very wretched smile. "Yue Xin, you don't have to pretend to be rich. As long as you agree to listen to me in the future, I can protect you. How about that? Our family is richer than Lu Yu's family."
Yue Xin was indeed good-looking. Although there was still some baby fat on her face, her facial features were exquisite and could be noticed at a glance in the crowd.
Seeing that Yue Xin was silent, Zhou Fan continued, "How about this? If you agree, I'll help you teach those who wrote on your desk a lesson."
The person who had just written on Yue Xin's table instantly panicked when he heard this. This Zhou Fan never thought about the consequences when he did things. These words were definitely not casual. Their family background was not much worse than Zhou Fan's, but normal people were afraid of lunatics. If Yue Xin agreed, Zhou Fan would definitely not let them off. Thinking of this, many people looked at each other in panic. In the end, they all looked at Cui Peng and had some ideas.
"Yue Xin, don't blame us. It's all because Cui Peng came and called you a liar. He said that your family is so poor that you can't even afford morning tea. He said you stole what you usually use and wear. He even encouraged everyone to write on your table. That's why we made a move."
After one person spoke, the others also began to defend themselves.
"That's right. This is Cui Peng's fault. It has nothing to do with us. We just find it interesting."
"What I said to you just now was just a joke. Don't take it to heart!"
"It's all Cui Peng's fault. We listened to him…"
"That's right, it was Cui Peng!"
Cui Peng looked at his classmates in disbelief. He wanted to explain that he didn't let them play with Yue Xin's desk and write anything, but before he could speak, he was slapped in the face.
Zhou Fan spat, "Don't you know what to say and what not to say? Is this what I usually teach you?"