A group of disheveled women, each sporting a bruise or scratch on their faces, was called into the office. Eleven felt as if nothing could be more humiliating.
She covered her face on the way, not wanting to meet anyoneâs gaze.
But Ye Wanjun didnât feel any shame. Even before the vice-principal, she was still throwing punches at Yao Ruoshui and the others.
Eleven covered her face and quickly tugged at Wanjunâs clothes, pleading with her to calm down a little.
Yao Ruoshui was furious: "Uncle Xiang! I donât care! Iâm going to report them! They scratched my face up so badly!"
That shrew, Ye Wanjun, really wasnât joking around! She singled her out for the attack!
Even though the scratch on Yao Ruoshuiâs face was so small that it was almost invisible, she nearly burst into tears when she looked in the mirror. "Iâm pretty much disfigured! Oh my God, what should I do?!"
"Calm down, Ruoshui. We will make this right for you. ââ You two! Apologize right now!"
Ye Wanjun pointed to the far longer scratch on her own face. "She scratched me worse, Mr. Principal! And whatâs more, Yao Ruoshui attacked first! She hit Eleven before anyone else! If anyone should apologize first, it should be her! Once she apologizes, then I will!"
"Who attacked first anyway?"
The ones who sided with Yao Ruoshui, although they were afraid of Ye Wanjunâs fierceness, silently pointed at Eleven: "Fang Eleven attacked first..."
"Principal, you canât believe them, can you?? They obviously are all on the same side! You canât trust them!"
"Enough! Ruoshui, you all can go back for now. Fang Eleven and Ye Wanjun, stay here!"
...
When they came out of the office, Bai Xiaoxiao, who had been waiting outside, came over: "Eleven, Wanjun! Are you guys okay?"
"No! Problems!!" Ye Wanjun was in a bad mood and didnât want to interact with anyone.
Eleven sighed and glanced at Bai Xiaoxiaoâs scratched foot: "Is your foot okay?"
"Iâm fine, I can still walk."
"Check it in the clinic yourself. We need to go to the playground now."
Eleven never thought that she would end up in this predicament!
The situation was too chaotic earlier, and she didnât see who had knocked Xiaoxiao over.
...
The two were punished to clean the playground.
"This isnât fair at all! Just because they have money, they think theyâre everything!" Ye Wanjun angrily threw down her broom.
Eleven stopped as well, looked at the band-aid on Wanjunâs face, and shook her head helplessly: "See if you dare to be so impulsive again next time. You were close to becoming disfigured!"
"Joking! If Yao Ruoshui dares to hit me next time, we will see if I let her off the hook! You better not hold me back then! Today, it was because you interrupted me, now look what happened! I shouldâve messed up her face for good!"
"Missy, you think you can afford to compensate?" Eleven rolled her eyes at her.
If she really ended up ruining Yao Ruoshuiâs face, what would she do when her family came after Wanjun?
How could Wanjun, a child from a regular family, possibly contend with the Yao family?
"What would Auntie do if you were forced to drop out? Do you think it was easy for Uncle and Auntie to afford your education at West Shadow?"
"Hey, Fang Eleven! Are you lecturing me now?" Ye Wanjun stood with hands on hips, "Who am I getting punished here for? Ungrateful!"