Chapter 78 - 078, Master Jiu is the first in his grade.

Seeing Li Mochan drinking too fiercely, Feng Yi didn’t dare to stay any longer and quickly pulled him out of the VI club.

Since Master Jiu overindulged, driving naturally fell to him.

Just as he was about to start the car, the person in the back seat who was pretending to be asleep suddenly spoke up.

"Go to Wanbai Hotel."

Not returning to Mo Garden but instead going to stay at a hotel?

Feng Yi paused, puzzled, and asked, "Why stay at a hotel?"

Li Mochan remained silent.

Seeing he had no intention of explaining, Feng Yi sighed and resignedly drove off.

After ensuring the person was settled at the hotel, Feng Yi then left.

"Ding"

The elevator doors opened.

Li Mochan walked out with steadfast steps, his expression indifferent and showing no signs of drunkenness.

Suddenly, he paused.

Glancing to the side, his eyes fell on the doorplate marked "1102"; he hesitated for a while but eventually knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock—"

After a long wait, there was no response.

The door remained firmly closed.

Li Mochan’s eyes grew dark as he raised his hand to knock again.

"Sir, the guests staying in this suite have checked out, there’s nobody inside," a waiter who came out from next door gently informed him.

Checked out?

Li Mochan’s fingers clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

After a moment, he turned around and walked back into the elevator.

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Mo Garden

In the deep of night, the long figure of a man burst into the bedroom.

The cool-toned decor exuded an oppressive feel.

Only the teddy bear lying on the sofa seemed distinctly out of place.

The scene was somewhat comically off.

Li Mochan looked down upon the teddy bear from above, staring at it for several minutes before he took out his phone and dialed the number labeled "Little rascal."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

A continuous busy signal, with no one answering for a long time.

As time passed, a layer of grey seemed to settle over Li Mochan’s profound eyes; he ended the call and reached out to hook the teddy bear’s chubby paw.

There would be plenty of days to come, and he had all the patience in the world to coax her.

She had said herself that she was easy to placate; she couldn’t go back on her word.

...

The next day, Beisen Academy was thrown into turmoil.

The monthly exam results were out, and a crowd clambered in front of the notice board, all eager to see their scores.

As gazes swept over the first line, everyone’s breath hitched.

Printed at the top of the grade—the name Ye Jiuliang.

What’s more, it was a perfect score.

A deathly silence persisted for two minutes, then like boiling water, everyone exploded into chatter.

"Ye Jiuliang is in first place, am I seeing this right?"

"Could it be the Ye Jiuliang who just transferred here?"

"Is there anyone else in our school called Ye Jiuliang? This is simply unbelievable. I heard Ye Jiuliang sleeps through classes, and yet they can still be first—this flouts all reason."

The crowd discussed fervently as they looked at the scores on the notice board.

"I don’t believe it; Ye Jiuliang must have cheated. A perfect score, come on, that’s got to be a lie. Even the previous top student never got a perfect score."

"Exactly, it’s definitely cheating. I heard Ye Jiuliang is from the Ye Family, they have a strong backing."

Amidst the crowd, Li Jingxuan swept her gaze over the scores on the notice board, a flicker of envy crossing her eyes, and she snorted disdainfully.

Ye Jiuliang, this time I want to see how you’ll explain yourself. Just wait to make a fool of yourself.

After a whole night of sea breeze until dawn broke, Ye Jiuliang finally rode her motorcycle back to the VI Club.

Waking up after a sleep, her head ached as if it was about to explode.

She drank a cup of water, but her throat was still dry and tight.

Putting down the cup, she slowly rubbed her forehead with one hand while she picked up her mobile phone with the other and powered it on.

Almost ten missed calls popped up on the screen instantly.

At first glance, all from Li Mochan.

Her eyes trembled slightly, and she placed the phone aside, no longer paying attention.

Pulling the blanket over, she slid into the covers, squinting her eyes and planning to catch some more sleep.

Eyes closed for a while, but sleepiness was slow to come.

"Buzz—"

The sound of the vibrating phone came through, a pale hand reached out from under the covers and grabbed the phone to see that it was a call from the Ye Family.

Answering the call, it was Aren’s voice, "Miss Jiuliang, where are you now?"

"Is there something you need?" Ye Jiuliang asked quietly.

On the other end of the phone, Aren glanced at Ye Yuan sitting on the sofa and continued, "Miss Jiuliang, Beisen Academy has called asking for you to come over urgently, it’s all chaos over there right now."

Ye Jiuliang scoffed, "What does Beisen’s turmoil have to do with me?"

"The monthly exam results are out, and Miss Jiuliang you are ranked first in your age group." Aren’s voice carried a hint of strangeness as he mentioned this.

"So what?" she asked calmly, as if she had already expected this result.

Aren’s voice showed his surprise, and he continued hesitantly, "Many at Beisen don’t believe you could score full marks, so many are suspecting you... of cheating."

"Huh."

Understanding his implication, Ye Jiuliang laughed coldly, "Whether they believe it or not is irrelevant to me. If Beisen’s authorities doubt me because of this and want to kick me out, they are welcome to try. I couldn’t care less."

Unable to contain himself, Ye Yuan rose and snatched the phone, speaking sternly, "Jiuliang, come back to Beisen right now. You’ve just returned to the capital city not long ago. You might not care about your reputation, but do you not care about your father’s reputation as well? Do you want everyone to think that Ye Yuan’s daughter is a good-for-nothing, who only knows to flee when faced with problems?"

Ye Jiuliang’s narrowed eyes flung open, a cold light flashed through, and her voice was icy, "Don’t use my father to pressure me, not even once."

With that, she hung up abruptly.

Dropping the phone, she got out of bed, took a set of clothes from the wardrobe, and then walked barefoot towards the bathroom.

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"Has she arrived yet?"

In the vast office, a chilly voice suddenly broke the silence.

Wei Bei’s heart skipped a beat, "Not yet."

Once he finished speaking, a cold chill rose from the soles of his feet, and Wei Bei inwardly cursed.

He stole a glance at the exam papers on the desk, twitching at the corners of his mouth, the person who always scored fifty-nine points had, against all odds, scored full marks.

No wonder others were skeptical.

Ye Jiuliang had really kept a low profile, pretending that scoring one more point might make her proud, but it was clearly a case of playing the fool to catch the wise.

Silent until the moment of surprise.

Li Mochan’s fingertips traced the words on the exam paper inch by inch, thinking of the bet, his eyes darkening.

She had won the bet, and with that, she probably wouldn’t come to him again.

"Notify everyone, those who don’t want to attend class and would rather gossip can get out of Beisen themselves."

"Yes," Wei Bei nodded respectfully.

As the bell signaling the end of class rang, a black motorcycle sped into Beisen, its arrogant engine roar echoing back and forth in the school road.

Not slowing down, fast as the wind.

"Stop, the student up ahead, stop immediately, racing is not allowed in the school."

The burly security guards chased after the motorcycle, their voices nearly hoarse from shouting.

"Who is that? Such courage to be racing in Beisen."

"Can’t see the person’s face with the helmet on, but wearing Beisen’s uniform, it should also be a student."

"That person is Ye Jiuliang."

Someone with sharp eyes saw the long hair pressed under the helmet, their tone changing in fright.

In Beisen, the only girl wearing a boy’s uniform was none other than Ye Jiuliang.

A voice neither too loud nor too soft, heard by many, and suddenly, numerous eyes followed the motorcycle racing down the school road.