"Xiao Wu, my Xiao Wu..." At the entrance of the seventh dormitory, Tang San leaned against the wall, feeling the commotion inside. His gaze was cold, filled with an indescribable pain.
"Xiao Wu, the one you should love is me! I am your true beloved!" Tang San felt as though his heart was being sliced by a sharp knife. Each pang of pain intensified the torment in his chest.
He knew this was all because of Zhao Ming!
He had stolen his Xiao Wu away!
Drowning in rage, he clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his palms, drawing blood. Yet he didn't feel the pain, as the agony in his heart completely overshadowed the pain in his hand.
He heard it all.
He heard Xiao Wu's shy words, how she was even willing to let Zhao Ming have other womenโฆ
Xiao Wu, are you still the proud Xiao Wu I once knew? What kind of tricks has Zhao Ming used to make you so devoted to him? You're even allowing him not to be exclusive to you!
Tang San felt as if he couldn't breathe from the pain. It wasn't just the hurt for himself, but also the heartache of seeing Xiao Wu in someone else's arms. It was even more painful to see that the proud and lively Xiao Wu had been so deeply influenced by Zhao Ming.
Calming himself down, Tang San pressed his ear against the wall again, eavesdropping on Zhao Ming and Xiao Wu's conversation.
Inside the room, Zhao Ming continued to sweet-talk Xiao Wu. Having been influenced by the culture of the 21st century, saying a few beautiful sentences to win over girls was incredibly easy for him.
Zhao Ming spoke eloquently, occasionally using romantic phrases that made Xiao Wu's eyes sparkle. He would also share jokes that made her laugh heartily.
Listening from the wall, Tang San couldn't help but admit that Zhao Ming indeed had a gift for words. Although he wasn't particularly interested in this, he knew how enticing such words could be to a girl, especially one with romantic fantasies.
He began to understand why Xiao Wu was so devoted to Zhao Ming.
But this realization only heightened the sense of crisis in Tang San's heart. He had thought that Zhao Ming and Xiao Wu had only known each other for a few days, giving him ample time to mend his relationship with Xiao Wu and ultimately win her back.
However, it seemed he was mistaken.
Things were developing in an uncontrollable direction. The speed at which Xiao Wu and Zhao Ming were growing closer was astonishing, and it was clearly moving in a positive direction. Meanwhile, his relationship with Xiao Wu was continuously deteriorating.
In recent days, he had noticed that Xiao Wu seemed unwilling to even acknowledge him. This wasn't simply because she was upset over Zhao Ming's injury. Despite her gloomy mood, she was still polite to Wang Sheng and the others. But with him, she could only be described as cold.
This left Tang San feeling perplexed. It was also the main reason he chose to skip class today to eavesdrop; he needed to figure out what the issue was.
Wasn't Xiao Wu fond of beating him up in the past? Why was she now even unwilling to do that?
Inside the room.
"Zhao Ming, I want to tell you to watch out for someone," Xiao Wu said seriously, leaning against Zhao Ming's chest and drawing circles on his chest.
"Who?"
"Tang San."
"Whoa," Zhao Ming nearly choked. "Who did you say? I must have misheard you."
"I'm talking about Tang San. Let me tell you, he's not just an ordinary kid. He's very cunning. His father isโ" Xiao Wu began to explain.
Seeing that Xiao Wu was about to reveal Tang Hao's identity, Zhao Ming quickly covered her mouth.
"Shh! Tang San is right outside the wall eavesdropping. You can't let him know," Zhao Ming whispered, pulling Xiao Wu closer and speaking softly in her ear.
Xiao Wu was startled and used her spirit power to sense her surroundings, quickly detecting Tang San's presence, causing her face to pale.
She hadn't expected Tang San to be so bold as to skip class to eavesdrop on their conversation. This sneaky behavior, combined with everything that had happened before, made Xiao Wu feel that Tang San must have some sort of scheme.
That scheme was likely aimed at Zhao Ming or herself. Though she wasn't afraid of Tang San targeting her, she was worried that he might take action against Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming was still lying on the bed, his injuries not yet healed. If Tang San had any malicious intent, what would Zhao Ming do? She couldn't stay by Zhao Ming's side all the time. If Tang San took advantage of her absence to harm Zhao Ming, what then?
She knew Tang San's capabilities. He was capable of anything!
Should she go kill him? No way.
His father was a Title Douluo. If she killed him, that Title Douluo would undoubtedly be furious, and then she would be in serious trouble, putting Zhao Ming at risk as well.
"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, I've already seen through Tang San's character. I'll be vigilant. He won't find it easy to harm me," Zhao Ming said softly, low enough for only Xiao Wu to hear.
"Mm." Xiao Wu nodded but felt a sense of caution in her heart. She decided to be more alert in the coming days, wary of whatever schemes Tang San might have.
At that moment, Tang San was dejectedly leaning against the wall. Xiao Wu's words echoed repeatedly in his mind.
Xiao Wu, is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?
"Ugh!" Looking up at the sky, Tang San couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Do I still have a chance?
Zhao Ming! It's all your fault!
Everything originated from you! As long as you're dead, Xiao Wu will come back to me. Then, she will be mine, all mine. Tang San clenched his fists tightly.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that as long as he cut off the root of the problem that was Zhao Ming, all his issues would be resolved!
Tang San touched the hidden dagger in his sleeve, his heart growing cold.
In his eyes, Zhao Ming had already become a dead man.
However, what Tang San didn't realize was that this decision would sever any chance he had with Xiao Wu, leading him down a path of complete opposition.
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