After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 250: Teach You a Lesson

Lately, Yu Li had already been feeling quite annoyed.

Ever since learning about all the injustice her little boyfriend had suffered, she’d been deeply discontented with this messed-up world.

Forget novels, villains, character settings—she wanted all of that to f*** off.

Her expression was already cold. “Bo Jingmo, tell me what happened.”

Seeing that Yu Li was genuinely angry, Bo Jingmo froze for a second, quickly tightened his grip on her wrist, and recounted everything that had just happened.

At the end, he hesitated and added, “Lili, don’t be mad. It’s really not serious.”

But the woman just pinched his chin, fox-like eyes narrowing, her tone unreadable. “Bo Jingmo, you’re so kind. You even know how to sacrifice yourself for others.”

Upon hearing this, the man’s body stiffened. His lowered lashes trembled slightly. For a moment, he couldn’t tell if Yu Li was criticizing or praising him.

He opened his mouth, at a loss. “I...”

He wanted to ask if he had done something wrong.

But before he could finish, Yu Li had already let go and stood up. “Where are those people now?”

“...In the room at the end of the hallway.”

“Good. Sit right here.”

Having gotten her answer, Yu Li turned to leave. But seeing her little boyfriend sitting forlornly on the bed, biting his lip and looking completely at a loss, her steps faltered.

In the end, she sighed, cupped his face, and leaned down to kiss him.

“Wait for me to come back.”

…

In the next room, the group of boys had long grown impatient. Looking at Wang Jiechi in the corner only made their blood boil.

“D**n it, Wang Jiechi, this is all your fault!!” One of the boys stormed over and punched Wang Jiechi hard in the stomach.

Wang Jiechi grunted, clutching his stomach, his voice low. “I already explained for you guys. Aunt Chen just didn’t believe me.”

“You still f***ing dare to talk back?!”

These guys were just looking for an excuse to throw punches—nothing else was going into their heads.

“If you ask me, it’s just been too long since I beat your a**! Even if I get kicked out today, I’m gonna teach you a lesson!”

As he spoke, he was about to rush forward again, but the door’s lock suddenly clicked twice.

Clack clack—the faint sound was especially jarring in the tense room.

The boy froze, instinctively pulling back his fist.

When he saw a strange and beautiful girl at the door, his eyes lingered on her face for a few seconds. Then he frowned and asked, “Who the h**l are you?”

The girl looked indifferent as she calmly asked, “Who spilled the hot water?”

What a coincidence—it was this very boy who spoke.

But he didn’t admit it so quickly. His tone was filled with irritation. “What’s it to you? Who even are you?”

“I’ll ask one more time. Who was it?” Yu Li’s tone was still calm, but laced with murderous intent.

“...It was me, b***h. What do you want?”

“So it was you.”

The girl stared at him for several seconds, then suddenly curved her eyes. “How old are you?”

The boy felt a bad premonition rise in his heart. He hesitated and replied, “Sixteen... Wait, who the f*** even are you?”

Yu Li didn’t answer. She glanced at the schoolbags on the floor, suddenly squatted down, and selected a few cups still filled with water.

She twisted off a lid, her eyes glancing at the steaming hot water inside, her tone nonchalant. “Sixteen, huh... That’s pretty grown up already, and still don’t know a damn thing.”

As the woman walked toward him step by step, the boy kept retreating. When he met her calm, emotionless gaze, a strange panic rose in his heart. He stammered, “What are you going to do?”

“Teach you a lesson.”

The woman said those few words plainly, then suddenly grabbed his wrist and viciously kicked him in the knee—fast, precise, and ruthless.

“Hiss—” The boy’s face twisted in pain. He gasped sharply and fell straight to his knees, groaning in agony.

“You motherf—”

But before he could finish cursing, Yu Li yanked his hair hard. Teen boys liked keeping their hair long to be trendy—unfortunately for him, that just made it easier for her to grab.

Throughout all this, not a drop of hot water spilled from the cup in her hand.

The other boys were completely dumbfounded, frozen in place, not daring to move.

“I’m usually pretty tolerant about everything. I don’t care how much you roughhouse.”

She forced the boy’s head up, towering over him. Her eyes were pitch black and cold as snow. With her raised outer eye corners and stunning features, she looked both beautiful and dangerously otherworldly.

“But I really hate it when someone hurts my person.”

The thermos cup hovered right above his face, steaming hot vapor rolling from the opening. It looked like boiling water could pour out at any second.

The boy’s pupils contracted. His face turned pale. He finally looked afraid. “Wait... I-I’m sorry... I know I was wrong.”

“Sorry? You know you were wrong?”

Yu Li chuckled softly. “Why are you saying sorry to me? After all, I wasn’t the one you burned. You might as well beg me—to spare you.”

The boy instantly changed his tune, rubbing his hands in desperation. “Please!! I’m begging you, let me go!”

His pitiful appearance made Wang Jiechi’s eyes shift slightly, the gloom in them deepening.

But Yu Li only smiled and said four words:

“Begging won’t help.”

The moment she spoke, boiling water poured from the thermos like a wave, cascading down all at once.

The boy’s heart thumped in terror. The pain hit like acid on his face. He could even hear a sizzling, corrosive sound in his ears. His face turned ghostly pale, and he let out a sharp, blood-curdling scream: “Aaaaaaahhh—!!!”

That piercing shriek made He Gui and her group stop in their tracks. They froze, then ran quickly toward the source of the sound.

When they saw the scene inside the room, everyone looked stunned.

“This...”

Inside the room, the girl stood in the center, back straight and posture relaxed. Her fair fingertips held a thermos cup.

The boy who had screamed was still kneeling on the floor. His head was frozen in an upward tilt. His pupils were full of terror and panic. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, like he was trapped in a nightmare.

Beside him, on the ground, was the spilled water from the thermos.

Hearing the sound, the girl slowly turned her head.

When Xin Hao met those familiar cold eyes, his body stiffened instinctively.

Yu Li ignored the group entirely. She casually dropped the cup in her hand, pulled out another water-filled cup, picked up a piece of chalk from the floor, crushed it against the wall into powder, and dumped it into the cup, shaking it thoroughly.

With everyone watching, the woman grabbed the boy’s chin again and, expressionless, forced the chalk-water mixture down his throat.

“Mm—no—”

The boy’s eyes widened in horror. He tried to struggle, but her grip on his jaw was unbelievably strong.

Gulp gulp—he was forced to swallow it down.

The violent and merciless method stunned everyone present. But no one dared to step in. The atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet, broken only by the sound of swallowing.

Now it was truly over.

Yu Li tossed the thermos aside and pulled out a wet wipe, carefully cleaning her hands.

She glanced coldly at Wang Jiechi in the corner and said flatly:

“If you can’t learn to fight back, then don’t expect anyone else to help you. For trash that can’t stand on its own, any help is just a waste.”

There’s no such thing as salvation from others. If you always keep retreating, all it does is feed the abuser’s arrogance. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Hearing this, Xin Hao and Qi Cheng’an’s pupils shrank violently, their eyes full of shock.

Because those exact words...

Limu once said them to Rong Fan.

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