Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 696: Arrogant Girl of 297 Days_2

Gu Bichen, just as everyone imagined, gave a distant nod and left directly without even glancing at Yu Ruohuan.

The façade has been torn apart.

Yu Ruohuan, though thick-skinned, kept smiling elegantly and gracefully. Yet, in the eyes of onlookers, that smile resembled a venomous snake coiled to strike, sending chills down their spines.

Jing Zhan and Wen Wan, who were standing beside Yu Ruohuan, exchanged glances but didn’t dare utter a word.

Whenever Yu Ruohuan passed by, the socialites instinctively took a step back, lowered their heads slightly, and showed wary deference.

This eldest daughter was someone they couldn’t afford to provoke; avoidance was the only option.

Yu Ruohuan glanced at the Cold Moon Building in front of her and clicked her tongue. "The Leng family really went all out, didn’t they? Seems like this illegitimate child is quite valued."

Jing Zhan’s eyes darted back and forth as he stepped closer and whispered cautiously, "Ruohuan, this one is more than just an illegitimate child."

"Oh?" Yu Ruohuan revealed a look of intrigue.

Jing Zhan glanced around, leaned closer to her ear, and murmured something.

Yu Ruohuan couldn’t stop laughing. "Now that’s interesting."

The Jing family specialized in intelligence gathering, and no one understood the accuracy of such rumors better than Jing Zhan.

"Ruohuan, that Leng Xingshuang has repeatedly gone against you, clearly someone who doesn’t know their place. You’ve got a perfect chance to teach her a lesson today, one she’ll never forget. Make sure she’s scared enough to avoid you in the future."

Jing Zhan, who had grown up with Yu Ruohuan, knew her personality inside out. Despite her current smile, deep down she was definitely harboring anger, and if she didn’t vent it, it wouldn’t end well for her.

"And you’ve got the perfect opportunity to send a favor in the direction of Young Master Leng. Two birds with one stone—doesn’t that sound ideal?"

Yu Ruohuan’s smile deepened as she patted Jing Zhan on the shoulder. "You really know what’s on my mind."

Jing Zhan smiled. "Don’t worry, I’ve arranged everything. Just sit back and enjoy the show."

The Cold Moon Building had five levels, segregated by the social status of its attendees.

Those who could ascend to the fifth floor for a view of the boundless snow scene didn’t exceed ten individuals.

Yu Ruohuan and Gu Bichen were among the honorary guests on the fifth floor.

The Wen family’s Wen Yu and Wen Wan were also present on the fifth floor, with Jing Zhan tagging along for a seat.

The rest were assigned to the lower levels.

The Cold Moon Building was originally a theater, so its internal structure was unlike ordinary buildings. On the third floor, there was a larger stage, and opposite the stage, you’d find the semi-circular viewing areas of the fourth and fifth floors. The fifth floor was smaller than the fourth but boasted the prime position—leftward was a bird’s-eye view of the stage, and rightward past the wooden railings lay the snowy landscape stretching endlessly. The scenery was exquisite.

The third, second, and first floors offered a view of the stage too, but their positioning couldn’t compare to the fourth and fifth floors.

For many attendees, it was their first time visiting the Cold Moon Building. Upon witnessing its ingenious design, people once again understood why Old Mrs. Yu desired it so badly—enjoying winter dramas while savoring the snowy scenery was truly a delight.

Yuan Tingfang, along with Xue Lan and Xiao Qing, sat on the second floor. She glanced upward at the railings of the fifth-floor viewing platform, catching glimpses of Yu Ruohuan’s figure.

"That Miss Yu sure is thick-skinned, huh? She can still manage to laugh. If I were her, I’d stay home and spare myself the embarrassment." Xue Lan spoke with blunt candor.

Xiao Qing hurriedly covered her mouth, glanced around nervously, and lowered her voice. "Are you crazy? You dare talk like this about Miss Yu."

Xue Lan shrugged indifferently. "It’s a rule-of-law society now; what can she do to me?"

Yuan Tingfang cast her a sideways glance. "Even if she killed someone, it’d be the victim’s misfortune. She’s still the eldest daughter of the Yu family."

Xue Lan was merely venting, and she certainly understood that Yu Ruohuan wasn’t someone to antagonize. "I just can’t stand her arrogant attitude. If Yu Yisen were alive, his granddaughter would be the true pride of the Yu family—not her."

Yuan Tingfang’s face darkened immediately, and she glared at Xue Lan. "If you want to die, don’t drag us into it."

Xue Lan had only dared to speak because no one else was around. "I’m not stupid enough to say that to her face. Besides, if you don’t spread it, how would anyone know?"

Xiao Qing feared that Xue Lan might utter something even more sacrilegious and quickly changed the subject. "Where’s Xingshuang? Why haven’t we seen her yet?"

Xue Lan perked up instantly. "Do you think she’d attend an occasion like this? If she did, with her personality, she’d likely be here just to make trouble."

Xue Lan rubbed her hands together, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Leng Xuexi stepped out of the car, looking somewhat bewildered as she stared at the Cold Moon Building ahead.

"Where’s my brother?"

The escorting bodyguard smiled faintly. "You’ll see him soon. Please follow me."

As she passed the second floor, Xue Lan caught sight of Leng Xuexi and asked curiously, "Who’s that? She looks unfamiliar. How come I’ve never seen her before?"

Xiao Qing didn’t recognize her either, but it wasn’t until they saw her ascend the fifth floor that they realized this girl’s identity was likely extraordinary.

"Could she be Young Master Leng’s confidante? I heard this Young Master Leng is quite the romantic—despite his youth, he’s supposedly an expert in Jingzhou’s nightlife scene."

Xue Lan rubbed her hands together again, gleefully awaiting the drama to unfold.

Leng Xuexi arrived on the fifth floor and took a seat in a corner with composed grace, not looking around recklessly, though her demeanor carried traces of restraint.

Yu Ruohuan glanced at her briefly and asked casually, "Who is she?"

Jing Zhan whispered, "She’s the younger sister from the main family."

Yu Ruohuan nodded knowingly.

Leng Xuexi lifted her head and happened to see Gu Bichen across from her. She froze for a moment, then smiled and nodded toward him.

Gu Bichen nodded back with polite warmth.

Yu Ruohuan narrowed her eyes.

Jing Zhan remarked, "They both attend Lanya High School, though they’re in different classes."

The mention of Lanya High School triggered Yu Ruohuan’s memory of that despicable girl, and a surge of hostility flared uncontrollably in her chest.

She took a deep breath, gripping the porcelain cup in her hand tightly, as if that contemptible girl were the cup itself, held by her in an unrelenting stranglehold—ready to be crushed or molded at will.