My Arrogant Young Lady

"Young Miss!" The four girls were furious upon hearing Xi'er's words.

"Let him go. Since he likes Zhang Xuan, let him be. You can't force a relationship. Even if you hold a sword to his throat, what can you do if he doesn't like me? Maybe Xi'er isn't good enough for the Wang family. Xi'er is tired and needs to rest..." Smiling, Xi'er's eyes were devoid of any light.

"Young Miss!" The four girls were unwilling after hearing Xi'er's words.

"Let him go." Xi'er smiled and gently deflected Chun'er's bow and arrow with her hand.

"Young Miss, what did you do wrong? Why did he treat you like this!" Chun'er suddenly threw the bow and arrow on the ground and cried.

Seeing Chun'er cry, the other three girls were also so angry that they burst into tears. As for Xi'er, her eyes remained lifeless, her large eyes looking somewhat dazed.

I watched them, clenched my fists, suppressed the pain in my heart, and strode out of the new home that Xi'er had prepared for us.

As I stepped out of our new home, a gust of cold wind blew fiercely at me. Standing there in that biting wind, tears welled up in my eyes...

Chapter Ninety-Three: To gain it is my fortune, to lose it is my fate

That night, my heart ached. Xi'er's delicate features kept replaying in my mind, refusing to leave. Her lifeless eyes and the way she smiled were like a knife, constantly churning within me, causing endless pain. I knew I had deeply hurt this girl who so desperately wanted to marry me. But I truly couldn't betray Zhang Xuan.

I could only silently endure this pain, burying my guilt towards Xi'er deep in my heart.

At the same time, I deeply apologized to her in my heart.

Who wouldn't like a girl like that?

Outside the window. A cold north wind blew all night, and the house felt rather chilly in the morning. I slept in the same bedroom as before, sharing a room with An Yao.

That morning, she didn't wake me. When her phone alarm went off, I opened my eyes and saw her take the phone and turn it off. Then she turned her back to me and quietly fell asleep. She didn't say a word to me until breakfast that morning.

I know. An Yao must know what happened between Xi'er and me. She's a smart girl; she must have guessed everything. And her silence towards me is a silent punishment. She's protesting in her own way that I cruelly hurt Xi'er.

"Wang Xi, let my dad take you to school. We can go to school together." Tang Ning called out to me as I finished breakfast and was about to leave.

After hearing Tang Ning's words, I couldn't help but glance at An Yao. I saw that An Yao's eyes were cold, and she hadn't looked at me once from beginning to end. Her expression was somewhat arrogant as she held the bread and put small pieces into her mouth.

With a sigh, I smiled and said to Tang Ning, "No need, I'll walk. I haven't exercised these past few days, so I'll just treat it as a workout."

“Wang Xi…” Tang Ning sensed something was off between me and An Yao and looked at me in surprise.

Without saying another word to Tang Ning, I walked straight out of the Tang family's house. Then, I took the elevator all the way downstairs, my heart heavy with worry.

On my way to school, thinking about Xi'er made me a little sad. Because I rejected Xi'er's kindness, An Yao started ignoring me too. Walking alone, I felt lonely. Before, I was used to being alone, and this feeling wouldn't have bothered me. But now, I've gotten used to An Yao's care and everyone's consideration for me. Only after An Yao stopped talking to me did I realize how painful this loneliness truly is…

Xi'er, she's here for school.

When Xi'er arrived at the school, it caused another sensation, even more so than when Wang Che and An Yao had arrived.

After the first class in the morning, while I was daydreaming, I heard a commotion in the hallway. Then, I saw my classmates running out of the classroom.

Out of curiosity, I followed them outside. When I stood at the classroom door and took a look, I was completely dumbfounded.

Right across from me, Xi'er was walking towards me with a smile. Her features were delicate. Her air of nobility remained undiminished. Wearing a military green coat, her snow-white skin appeared even more exquisite. Beside her were four equally beautiful maids.

If it were just Xi'er alone, I don't think the school would have been so abuzz. But, with four class beauties by her side, everyone immediately went wild when they saw the stunning Xi'er and her four pretty followers.

Especially the BMW 760 parked in front of the teaching building—everyone knew just how wealthy Xi'er's family was. She was the young lady of a super-rich family; she didn't belong in an ordinary school like ours, but here she was.

Seeing Xi'er's dignified demeanor and her delicate, light steps characteristic of a royal princess, my heart began to pound with nervousness.

But at that moment, Xi'er stopped. Her eyes had never been on me; instead, she was looking at another girl and smiling.

That was An Yao, standing just a few steps in front of me. Smiling, she walked towards Xi'er and gently put her arm around Xi'er's slender waist. "So you've finally decided to come to school?"

"Final exams are coming up soon," Xi'er said with a smile.

"Now that you're here, I might have to give you my first place." An Yao's eyes were filled with joy.

"An Yao, you're making fun of her again." With a smile, Xi'er gently put her arm around An Yao's slender waist.

The students watching were all astonished to see the two stunningly beautiful women chatting and laughing so easily. Then, many exclaimed in surprise, "Looks like beautiful women really do come in droves! They know each other!"

"This is terrifying! What's wrong with our school lately? Why are all the girls who come to our school so beautiful?"

"This young lady seems even prettier than Wang Che!"

The students stared at them in horror, whispering amongst themselves. Suddenly, one of them looked at me. Looking at me, he took a few steps back. "Wang Xi, is this pretty girl here to see you again?"

"What!?" After hearing what that classmate said, many of my classmates looked at me in surprise.

"Wang Xi, this is Wang Xi from our class! You all don't know her, do you? That pretty girl with white hair is his sister, and the beautiful Wang Che who came recently is also his sister, could it be..."

As soon as they saw me, the surroundings fell silent. Then, everyone held their breath and watched me, waiting to see me silently show off.

"Class is about to start, Xi'er is going back."

But Xi'er still didn't glance at me. She acted as if I were a complete stranger. She just gave An Yao a pouty smile, then led the four maids into the adjacent Class Two.

"She's not here to see Wang Xi? She doesn't know Wang Xi?" Our classmates were disappointed when they saw Xi'er walk into Class 2 next door.

"Quick, let's go see the pretty girl! Damn. This girl's family seems really rich. If we can win her over, we'll save at least five hundred years of hard work..." Suddenly someone pushed me aside and strode towards Class Two.

"Dude. Make way." Someone kept pushing me aside and walking towards Class Two.

As I watched groups of boys walk into Class Two, I stared blankly at the bustling entrance, my eyes widening in disbelief. It wasn't until the school bell rang that I walked back to my classroom, still dazed. A wave of sadness washed over me.

That day, I learned to smoke.

An Yao didn't speak to me all day. She either sat quietly in her classroom reading or went to chat with Xi'er in the next class. Then Xi'er arrived. Tian Lei, Di Huo, Hurricane, Lightning, and Mount Everest also seemed very busy, acting like the school's locals, showing Xi'er and her four girls around our school. And while they were touring the school, they were surrounded by a large group of people.

I felt as if I had been forgotten, as if I had lost my sense of existence at that moment. Watching them all playing together, I felt an emptiness and a deep sadness in my heart.

"Fourth Brother, do you have any cigarettes?" The corridor outside was bustling, but the washroom was deserted. Squatting in the washroom, I thought for a moment and asked Lu Zhicheng.

"What's wrong? Are you troubled?" Lu Zhicheng asked me.

"It's alright, I'd like to try the taste of cigarettes," I said with a smile.

After hearing my words, Lu Zhicheng handed me a Yellow Crane Tower cigarette, and then handed a cigarette to Young Master Bao beside him. Listening to the lively sounds outside the corridor, the three of us squatted together and silently smoked cigarettes.

"Brother Xi, do you know that Manchu princess? Why aren't you saying anything?" After a long silence, Young Master Bao suddenly asked me.

"Hehe, isn't that Manchu princess very pretty? Everyone's gone to see the beautiful girl, why aren't you going?" I asked Bao Shao and Lu Zhicheng with a smile.

"It's pointless and doesn't offer any benefit," Lu Zhicheng said, pursing his lips.

"I only love Wang Che," Young Master Bao said, pursing his lips.

"..." Hearing Young Master Bao's words, my chest tightened. Then I glanced at him again and saw that his face was full of distress.

Young Master Bao seems to have truly fallen for Wang Che. Since Wang Che left, it's as if his heart was taken away by Wang Che. He's become more low-key than before, and he no longer does bad things or bullies his classmates. They say heartbreak makes people mature, and Young Master Bao has matured a lot compared to before, but he hasn't started a relationship with Wang Che.

As for Lu Zhicheng, he always claimed to have a foot fetish and wanted to steal a pair of stockings to play with. But when beautiful girls actually came to school, he showed little interest. Not only Xi'er, but he was also very natural with An Yao, Wang Che, Tang Ning, and Zhang Xuan, without showing any special reaction because they were beautiful, unlike us who seemed nervous and had all sorts of wild thoughts.

I didn't speak to An Yao all day, nor did I talk to Tian Lei or Di Huo. It seems that ever since I left Xi Er's house, Tian Lei and Di Huo have been avoiding me. I guess An Yao is telling them to ignore me.

After finishing my cigarette, I couldn't help but sigh. I had hurt Xi'er, and I hadn't expected An Yao to be so angry, and even to lead everyone in shunning me.

Now, all my friends are left are Lu Zhicheng and Young Master Bao.

During the last class, I lost interest in studying. An Yao suddenly glanced at me, looking into my eyes as if she was thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" I was pleasantly surprised to see that An Yao seemed to be responding to me.

"Let me give you a poem," An Yao said after thinking for a moment.

"What poem?" I asked.

Without saying another word to me, An Yao took my book and started writing on it. Her handwriting was neat, beautiful, and elegant.

When she returned the book to me, I saw the words written on it: "To have it is my fortune, to lose it is my fate."

Looking at the little poem An Yao gave me, my face gradually turned pale...

Chapter Ninety-Four: The Cold War

In the past, when I saw the little poem An Yao gave me, I might have felt strange and a little surprised. I might even have blushed, become proud, and felt a sweet warmth in my heart.

However, I've spent quite a bit of time with An Yao, and my mentor, Leng Yan, is also a very knowledgeable person. Thinking about how I can become more outstanding in the future, I also take time to read some extracurricular materials.

I understand the meaning of this poem; it's An Yao's satire of me.

This poem was written by the great poet Xu Caizi. It tells the story of his virtuous wife, who married him when she was fifteen. His wife came from a wealthy family and was of excellent character, but he was not content. He abandoned his wife and married a courtesan. Later, he shamelessly pursued the talented Miss Lin. When his teacher criticized him, he wrote this romantic little poem as a desperate attempt to justify himself.

if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate.

An Yao, she's blatantly mocking me. She compared me to that poet, Xi'er to that virtuous wife, and Zhang Xuan to a socialite. An Yao, she not only insulted me, she also insulted Zhang Xuan. She even deliberately wrote a sour little poem to satirize me, thinking I was too uncultured to understand it!

I looked at the little poem she had given me. My face grew paler and paler. I glanced at her again and saw her looking at me with utter disdain.

I immediately became angry. Gritting my teeth, I grabbed her book and wrote on it, "The moon in the mirror, the flower in the water, lovers cannot stay together forever, how pitiful to waste such precious time."

"Wang Xi, how shameless of you! You actually compared yourself to Jia Baoyu, Zhang Xuan to Lin Daiyu, and Xi'er to Xue Baochai!?" An Yao's eyes turned cold as she looked at my messy handwriting.

“You were the one who started this sarcastic remark,” I said, looking at her coldly.

At that moment, I saw that An Yao was truly angry. Her eyes grew colder and colder, and she exuded a chilling aura. As for our gazes, they clashed in the air, sparks flying. In an instant, the entire classroom was filled with the thick smell of gunpowder.

We just stared at each other, and I saw all the classmates turn around to look at us. Zhang Xuan also turned around to look at us, her eyes filled with confusion.

At that moment, a loud crash came from the lectern, "Wang Xi, An Yao, what are you two arguing about in class? If you want to argue, go outside!"

"What!?" An Yao looked over in surprise, her gaze turning even colder.

I glanced towards the podium, and a sense of foreboding washed over me. This was the history teacher's class, and our history teacher was a very old-fashioned man. He didn't care whether anyone was a good student or not, or whether anyone was pretty or not. Anyone who dared to cause trouble in his class could be kicked out.

"Get out!" Sure enough, the old historian started cursing.

"Teacher, we were discussing a historical issue, and it got really heated..." I quickly explained.

"Get out!" the old historian shouted again.

"Just go out, what are you yelling about?" An Yao glared at the history teacher and strode out.

"Yeah, fuck!" I stood up, equally annoyed.

"Go find your homeroom teacher after school!" The history teacher was practically having a stroke from all the anger we were causing him. He was screaming hysterically behind us.

We walked out of the classroom together, and looking at the empty corridor made us feel quite embarrassed. Then, An Yao glared at me fiercely and said, "Brother, I meant well by reminding you, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. Since you won't listen to me, I won't bother with you anymore!"

"Leave me alone! Who told you to mind my business?" I shouted.

With a loud thud, a blackboard eraser was thrown out of the classroom. It hit me right next to me, bursting into a cloud of chalk dust, which startled me.

"Heh. An Yao, just wait and see the day you cry!" After giving me another cold look, An Yao walked away.