"Hey, Fang Eleven! Youâre trying to lecture me now, huh?" Ye Wanjun stood with her hands on her hips. "And who was it that I got punished here for, cleaning up this mess! Youâre so ungrateful!"
Eleven rushed over and playfully took her hand. "Okay, okay, I knew that Sister Wan Jun loves me the most!"
"Thatâs more like it! Ouch!" Ye Wanjun held her head. "Who was that!"
A basketball rolled by their feet.
Ye Wanjun picked up the basketball, turned, and roared like a lion: "Who did this!"
Up front, a group of boys playing basketball looked over in their direction.
Without a care, Ye Wanjun swung and threw the ball forcefully back. The boy in the middle dodged with ease, catching the ball.
But he was taken aback, the ball had quite some force to it.
At the same moment, the area erupted with boys jeering and girls protesting in anger.
Because that person was none other than the famed star of West Shadow, Song Xiuxia!
The ultimate heartthrob of West Shadow, the team captain of the basketball team, the young master of the Song Family of Xicheng, a perfect trifecta of tall, rich, and handsome features, how could he not be the object of all the girlsâ affection in the school?
Ye Wajun even dared to talk back to him. The girls would have already charged at her if it wasnât for wanting to keep their image in front of their idol. She dared throw a basketball at their Song Xiuxia!
Song Xiuxia walked over, shrugged, "Sorry, it was an accident."
"Sorry?" Ye Wanjun smiled, beckoning him with her hand, "Basketball."
Song Xiuxia didnât know what she was up to, but he threw the ball to her anyway. The moment the ball was in Ye Wanjunâs hands, she threw it back. With a "bang", everyone was shocked! The basketball hit Song Xiuxia hard right in the forehead, fell to the ground, bounced a few times, then rolled away.
Crowd: -0-!!
Eleven: "..."
This isnât good...
Wanjun is such a troublemaker! Perhaps she didnât see the girls that looked ready to devour her??
Song Xiuxia was stunned as well, raising his hand to touch his forehead. At this point, Ye Wanjun bowed to him, "Iâm sorry, huh!"
After standing back up, she chuckled at him, grabbed Eleven and left to clean elsewhere.
Eleven probably felt that her apology lacked sincerity. As she was being dragged away by Ye Wanjun, she turned back, waved at them with a smile, "Really sorry about that. Donât mind her, it wasnât on purpose."
Donât mind it? It wasnât on purpose??
Anyone would think this had to be intentional!
"Wow, that woman is really fiery!"
Song Xiuxia frowned, rubbing his forehead, "Who is she?"
"You donât know Fang Eleven and Ye Wanjun? Iâve heard that Fang Elevenâs best friend is quite a badass, seems like the rumors are true."
"Fang Eleven, Ye Wanjun? Who?"
"Fang Eleven, the girl who was rumored to charge a hundred for a night. Yao Ruoshui is the universally recognized school beauty of West Shadow, but donât you think Fang Eleven is even prettier? I find her more charming." The guy said, stroking his chin profoundly.
"Oh, the one that you guys are constantly fantasizing about?"
"Aye, donât spill the beans! Recently, thereâs news that sheâs a young lady from a multi-billion family. Hey, Xiuxia, you are often invited to banquets and all, havenât you seen her?"
"Nope."
"That Ye Wanjun, she and Fang Eleven are inseparable, people rumor that they are lesbians~" Another person gossiped, raising his eyebrows. "She just had a fight with Yao Ruoshui. They probably got punished because they donât have the background that Yao Ruoshui has."
"You guys are seriously boring," scoffed Song Xiuxia, "gossiping more than women."
"Xiuxia! Ice! Quick, apply some!" The girls had run to the store for ice the moment Song Xiuxia was hit, caring for him dearly.
Song Xiuxia took the ice, applying it to his forehead.
"Hey, Xiuxia! Where are you going? Youâre not playing anymore?"
"Not anymore, not in the mood."
The girls were extremely furious. "That Ye Wanjun is really outrageous! Who does she think she is, to even lay a hand on our Xiuxia!"