Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

Chapter 22: Pitiful, Weak, and Helpless

The boy, dressed in a black suit and wearing a white bow tie, stood quietly next to the red Ferrari, as if waiting for something.

Noticing Chen Motong's gaze, he slowly raised his head, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, like that of a porcelain doll.

But those eyes burned with a golden light, like lava.

Chen Motong felt inexplicably uneasy, but the boy didn't say anything, he just stared at her silently.

"Did you look for me?" In the end, it was Chen Motong who broke the eerie silence.

But the boy just stared at her, his face expressionless.

Just when Chen Motong thought he wouldn't speak, the boy's voice rang out.

His tone was soft, devoid of any emotion; he spoke slowly and deliberately, enunciating each word clearly.

"Mind your own business."

As he said that, the boy's face changed; his pretty little face became contorted and somewhat ferocious.

Chen Motong's figure was reflected in those lava-like eyes, the brilliant color like a raging fire burning, scorching the red-haired girl reflected in them, as if to burn everything in the world to ashes.

Chen Motong suddenly woke up, only to find that there was no boy next to the Ferrari at all. It was as if everything just now was an illusion, except for the boy's face, which seemed to be engraved in Chen Motong's heart.

And that cold, murderous warning.

Chen Motong felt her hands and feet were ice cold, and cold sweat had soaked her back without her noticing. She stood there for a long, long time, still tightly holding the bottle of nutritional drink in her hand.

Chen Motong was both surprised and taken for granted by the appearance of the little devil Lu Mingze.

As Lu Mingfei's mentor, Lu Mingze's concern for Lu Mingfei is beyond doubt. Even before Lu Mingfei went to Kassel College, the little devil was always there, just not in front of the loser.

This means that Lu Mingfei was bullied at school and subjected to psychological manipulation by his aunt at home; the devil saw it all.

Moreover, he clearly had the ability to change everything with ease, but he did nothing and just watched helplessly as the boy was forced into becoming a loser.

Although Chen Motong didn't know what the little devil's purpose was in warning her, she wasn't going to give up so easily.

What a joke, she wasn't raised to be easily scared.

Moreover, it's obvious to anyone with a brain that the Chen family and the Gattuso family are watching her closely. She has already made contact with Lu Mingfei, and if she leaves without fulfilling his last wish and receiving the benefits, her situation will be dangerous.

She must become strong quickly to escape this predicament where her life and fortune are in the hands of others.

With that thought in mind, she no longer hesitated and had already made up her mind.

In the following days, Chen Motong went to school as usual and did not try to get closer to Lu Mingfei; they just interacted normally.

But for the first time, Lu Mingfei looked forward to going to school.

The red-haired girl driving the red Ferrari looks mysterious and extraordinary, but is surprisingly easy to get along with.

The girl sleeps during class every day and will very casually ask Lu Mingfei to keep an eye on whether the teacher is coming.

Lu Mingfei always felt that the teachers didn't really dare to discipline the girl, but he still dutifully took on the task of keeping watch.

After all, it was a small favor requested by a beautiful young woman, so what boy would refuse?

Gradually, the two became acquainted. Although they didn't talk much, Lu Mingfei gradually got used to the presence of his new deskmate.

He was overjoyed, even narcissistically thinking that he might have made his first friend.

Although his friend was a bit sleepy, not very lively or talkative, and wouldn't chat with him about boring gossip, he was still very happy.

Throughout junior high school, no one was willing to get along with him like this girl, even in the most normal classmate interactions.

Lu Mingfei cherished this friendship and was even willing to spend his meager allowance every day to buy the girl a cheap bottle of nutritional drink.

The girl never complained that his gifts were cheap.

Chen Motong certainly wouldn't be disgusted. After observing for a period of time, she was very pleased to discover a fact: the current loser still had hope and hadn't completely lost his luck!

He's like a wounded snail hiding in its shell, but when someone approaches with good intentions, he'll still curiously stick out his antennae from time to time to see if the outside world is still dangerous.

If Chen Motong hadn't appeared, or had appeared a few years later, the snail might have completely retreated into its shell after being hurt time and time again, never daring to extend its tentacles again.

But at least there's still hope!

With this thought in mind, Chen Motong looked at the boy in front of her and said earnestly, "Weren't you the best at bullying people? Why are you being a coward now? Let me see what you're capable of."

The boy was the one who had insulted Lu Mingfei before. Even though Shilan Middle School was a prestigious academy, his family was not poor, so he always acted arrogantly and took pleasure in bullying a loser like Lu Mingfei.

But the boy also knew that a girl who could drive a Ferrari in junior high school was not someone to mess with, and he always liked to pick on the weak, so he never thought of causing trouble for this girl.

But he never dreamed that one day he would encounter someone who was eager to be troubled.

And when he refused, the girl lifted him into the storage room with one hand, as easily as lifting a chick.

The boy was stunned and didn't dare to utter a single word, remaining as quiet as a chicken.

But the girl was very dissatisfied and kicked him to the ground.

"You're so good at bullying others, huh? Why are you backing down when it comes to me? Are you treating me differently?"

Amidst the girl's repeated questioning and the boy's repeated pleas for mercy, the news that "the new red-haired transfer student was cornered in a dark room because she was playing with Lu Mingfei" finally reached the classroom.

When Lu Mingfei heard the news, his head exploded.

That was his first friend, the first person who didn't look down on him, and now he's being bullied because of him?

In that instant, the 14-year-old boy's still-hot blood surged up, and he rushed towards the storage room like a madman.

The boy, who had been suffering terribly, was on the verge of kneeling and begging for mercy. He didn't know where the girl got her superhuman strength; she could pin him down and beat him with just one hand. The two were completely mismatched in strength.

He couldn't fight back, and he couldn't escape, so he could only hope that a teacher would notice something was wrong and come to his rescue.

He had been eagerly anticipating this moment, and finally, the door was opened. He was so excited that he wanted to rush forward and cry his heart out, but when he saw the person standing at the door, he froze.

"Lu Mingfei?"

Lu Mingfei clenched his fists tightly, staring intently at him, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, its fur standing on end.

The boy had a bad feeling. He turned around instinctively and saw that the girl who had just been pinning him down with one hand was now sitting on the ground.

With her red hair cascading down her back, the girl raised her delicate face, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

The boy, who had been pinned down and hammered for a while, was speechless.

Before he could even react to what was happening, Lu Mingfei, standing at the door, roared angrily and punched him in the forehead.

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