Chapter 34: Is Fang Eleven a Rich Heiress?_1

Su Bai smiled slightly and bowed respectfully, saying, "No, ma’am, I was just telling the truth."

"Whatever."

Whether it’s true or not doesn’t matter anymore, after all...

They were going to divorce anyway, and her importance in his eyes is subjective.

"Madam, there are no mango-flavored ones today, only strawberry. Is that okay?"

"Sure!" Eleven took the appeasement from Su Bai, biting the strawberry-flavored lollipop as she walked ahead of him.

Ahead were groups of girls. Seeing Eleven, they began whispering amongst themselves.

"Hey—Isn’t that Fang Eleven?"

"It’s really her! Who’s the man next to her?! He’s in a suit, could he be..."

"Must be! She’s at it again!"

Just as she was about to turn the corner to descend the stairs, a few people forced Eleven to retreat.

They were aggressive and had numbers on their side, their wrathful gaze falling entirely on her. At a glance, there were five or six of them, and they looked like delinquents, presumably students from West Shadow.

As a person who understood the situation, Eleven didn’t charge head-on and retreated a few steps. Being closer to Su Bai gave her a sense of security.

"You’re Fang Eleven?" one of them asked, puffing on a cigarette, completely behaving like a hooligan.

"What if I say I’m not?"

"You think we’re idiots, huh?!"

Eleven spread her hands in exasperation, "Then why did you even ask? It’s superfluous!"

"You!"

"I’m asking, what are you bunch of green kids up to?" Su Bai descended a step and smiled at them.

Are they looking for trouble? Who did they think they were dealing with?

"Hey, old man, this woman isn’t worth your time!" The guy up front grabbed Eleven’s chin and tapped her face, "Not long ago she was seducing someone else’s fiancé, and now she’s been caught with another man. You’re quite the player, huh."

The next second, that man’s wrist was held tight by a force.

Although Su Bai didn’t seem to use much strength, the man grimaced in pain. "Kid, do you know who you’re talking to? Your dirty paw touched someone it shouldn’t have."

Three minutes later.

Five or six hoodlums lay sprawled on the ground like stacked dominoes, and Eleven sat atop them, her foot resting on someone’s buttocks, sucking on her lollipop. She made a scissors gesture at Su Bai for a commemorative photograph.

"Learned your lesson yet?" Su Bai gripped someone’s chin, warning in a cold voice, "Next time I catch you guys messing with our lady, or if you have dirty mouths like today, I won’t let you off so easily!"

"We won’t dare anymore, we swear..." The guys, beaten up and crying, repented in pain.

Eleven hopped down, picked up Su Bai’s suit jacket and tossed it to him, "Let’s go, Big White!"

Although they had to keep her status as their boss’s wife a secret, he could still let everyone think that she was some rich lady, right? And he was her bodyguard. That made perfect sense!

"Didn’t they say Fang Eleven was an orphan? How did she become a rich lady all of a sudden? What the hell..."

...

"Well, who knows!"

Su Bai asked her who those guys were, but Eleven didn’t answer.

One could guess that they were sent by Yao Ruoshui, but there was no proof. Plus, since Su Bai was there, she wasn’t hurt at all. Eleven didn’t want to dig into this matter further.

...

"Mr. Gu, it’s taken care of." Su Bai returned to the Bentley.

Gu Liancheng glanced into the campus, and not seeing Eleven, asked, "Where is she?"

"The lady has class, she said she will be home late."

"Eh, Su Bai? How did you get hurt? Did you go fight monsters or something?"

When Gu Liancheng heard Su Qing’s words, he also looked up and asked with a frown, "What happened?"