You said you hated men, why are your eyes now full of love?-Chapter 87 - I’ll Be Quick; Bear With Me

The girl's cold indifference left Han Yanchu perplexed in the corridor.

Given his extensive experience with women, he thought someone with her personality would be introverted and timid, unable to say no to others.

After all, even her voice was soft and gentle, devoid of any aggressiveness.

He didn't expect getting along with her to be so difficult.

However, it was precisely this that made him feel the challenge was more exhilarating.

His body felt hot, and he licked his lips.

I have to suppress this unbecoming thought, he thought to himself, immediately changing his expression to a melancholic sigh.

"Ruan, you seem to dislike me quite a bit," said Han Yanchu.

The girl's expression remained unchanged as she quickly walked toward the building entrance, clearly not wanting to deal with him further.

Taking advantage of his height, Han Yanchu caught up to her and blocked her path. "Ignoring someone is quite impolite, don't you think, Ruan?"

His brother, Han Yanxi, stood to the side, also blocking her way. His expression was cold and condescending as he looked down at her.

"A commoner like you should feel honored to exchange contact information with us."

Ruan Qingqing didn't respond, merely casting a faint glance at the two brothers.

Despite her cold and aloof demeanor, the delicate and tender aura clinging to her face remained. In fact, it made her pure, innocent face appear even more alluring.

Han Yanchu's passion burned even hotter in his heart.

A treasure like this is meant to be possessed by my brother and me, he thought.

"Adding each other as friends isn't a big deal, is it?" he said.

As his gaze dropped, he noticed that the girl's hands were wrapped around a stack of textbooks and that her full, plump chest was slightly indented, giving it a soft, elastic appearance.

She was naturally born with a tempting figure, he thought, his eyes fixed on her.

"I just want to be friends with you. I don't have any other intentions," said Han Yanchu, swallowing the saliva that had accumulated in his mouth as he pretended to be innocent.

"You don't need to refuse our kindness, Ruan," he said as he put his hand on her shoulder.

A cold intent gathered in Ruan Qingqing's eyes, and a faint red flash seemed to pass through her pupils.

Before she could sidestep to avoid him or slap his outstretched hand, it was suddenly slapped away.

Pale and slender yet strong fingers tightly grasped his wrist.

"If your claws aren't clean, I can cut them off for you for free," said Ji Mu.

The pressure on Han Yanchu's wrist increased, and the intense pain made him feel as though his bones were about to be crushed.

His facial muscles twitched in agony, and he could no longer force a smile.

He struggled to turn his head and met the boy's elegant, refined features with his eyes.

His deep brown pupils seemed neither calm nor indifferent but rather like a barren peak frozen in the harsh spring chill where not a single blade of grass grew—a single glance enough to make his entire body feel cold.

Han Yanchu endured the pain and was about to speak when the pressure on his wrist suddenly increased and he was thrown backward.

He stumbled several steps before managing to stop himself.

Rubbing his now-swollen joint, he looked closely at the person's face. The gloom on his face faded as he tugged at the corner of his mouth. "So, it turns out to be Ji, the school genius."

He had just seen the boy give a speech onstage in the school auditorium, so he recognized him immediately.

Composing himself, Han Yanchu took the initiative to greet him. "I've long admired you—"

"Scram," the boy replied.

The conversation was cut off mid-sentence when Ji Mu abruptly shut down the second half of Han Yanchu's words with a single, curt word.

Han Yanchu's suppressed anger flared up again as he was put in his place unceremoniously.

He had planned to start with a polite facade before taking a stronger approach, but the other party didn't bother with pleasantries, catching him off guard.

In the capital city, who dared treat the two Han brothers with such disrespect? freeωebnovēl.c૦m

His twin brother, Han Yanxi, who had been standing by as a silent bystander, furrowed his brow, thinking of coming to his defense.

However, before he could open his mouth, Ji Mu turned to him, his gaze sweeping over him.

"You too, scram," said Ji Mu.

Han Yanxi's cold expression wavered, and anger flashed in his eyes when his attempt to intervene was rebuffed.

Are the students from your local Yunlan High School really so rude?

Ji Mu took a step forward. His tall, slender figure exuded a strong sense of oppression as he towered over the two brothers by several centimeters.

Lazily lifting an eyelid, he asked, his voice devoid of emotion, "Got a problem?"

Since coming to this novel world, he had grown and changed a lot.

The end result was always going to be the same—them leaving—so why bother with the intermediate process of being forced, coerced, and bothered when he could just skip to the end?

He avoided wasting his breath.

"You!" Han Yanxi's anger flared up, fueled by Ji Mu's dismissive attitude toward them.

He was about to argue but was pulled back by Han Yanchu. "Let it go, brother," he said.

Many people around them were already glancing curiously over, and Han Yanchu's gaze warned his brother not to act impulsively.

They had only just transferred to this school, and causing a scene would damage their reputation.

Reluctantly, Han Yanxi shot a glance at the boy but ultimately suppressed his anger and decided to drop the matter.

As he watched the two brothers storm off with resentment on their faces, Ji Mu's amber eyes remained calm and unruffled, like a still pond.

Students passing by cast glances at him, but they couldn't read his thoughts.

In the teaching building, there was an abandoned classroom.

Han Yanxi slammed his fist on the lectern, his face twisted in a scowl.

"That damned Ji Mu!"

How dare he humiliate him and his brother like that!

"Brother, I've dug up some information on his background, and it's quite mysterious," said Han Yanchu.

Those who had crossed Ji Mu before had either ended up in jail or been forced to transfer schools, suggesting that he had powerful connections.

"For now, let's not provoke him," said Han Yanchu, hiding the chill in his eyes as he smiled and patted his brother on the shoulder.

"Don't forget why we came here."

Han Yanxi took a deep breath.

"I haven't forgotten."

Why had they traveled all the way from the capital city to this small, broken one?

It was all for the sake of obtaining the object of their obsession, which had consumed them since they were young.

It all started at the prestigious Ruan family's grand birthday party for their four-year-old granddaughter, Ruan Qingqing.

They had been immediately captivated by her when they first laid eyes on her as children.

In the middle of the party, a group of high-society individuals surrounded the delicate, exquisite princess. They orbited her like stars around the moon.

The hustle and bustle of the crowd around them faded into the background, and she alone shone like the brightest star: dazzling and noble.

From that moment on, she became the object of the brothers' ardent desire—a fixation they couldn't erase from their minds.

Now, having unexpectedly received news of her whereabouts, they rushed over without hesitation.

The result did not disappoint the two Han brothers.

Ruan Qingqing was as stunning as ever, and time had only made her more captivating.

She was tantalizing, making their hearts ache with desire.

Remembering the plump fullness of her chest and her exquisite features, the two brothers revealed identical expressions of infatuation and eagerness.

If they couldn't handle Ji Mu, how could they handle her?

Ruan, little princess, you will ultimately be ours!

"Brother, judging by your expression, I suppose you've thought of a way to win over Ruan Ruan?"

"Of course," Han Yanxi said, a sly smile spreading across his face as his cold expression turned cunning.

Since she doesn't know what's good for her, they'll have to use unconventional methods.

First, they'll exploit the fanatical admiration that the school's female students have for Ji Mu to suppress Ruan Qingqing.

Then, they'll have a top software expert create fake videos of her in compromising situations with various men in hotels.

Finally, they will hire a large number of online and offline trolls to spread rumors and further increase the impact.

After some time, when Ruan Qingqing is on the verge of collapse, they can take advantage of the situation, using their "special persuasion techniques" to win her over.

Upon hearing his brother's plan, Han Yanchu's excitement caused his entire body to tremble with anticipation.

He had already imagined the scene of completely conquering the exquisite beauty, pinning her down, and enjoying the delightful view.

"Ruan Ruan, this is our overflowing love for you!"

His excitement was evident in his words.

His refined and elegant demeanor as a noble's son faded, revealing his true nature as a beast driven by base desires.

"This day will arrive soon, and you'll be looking forward to it, too..."

"Looking forward to what?"

A nonchalant question echoed through the empty classroom.

Han Yanchu's fervent eyes suddenly met a pair of round, white-reflecting glasses.

His heart skipped a beat.

What's going on?

Who is this person? Why are they here? Why didn't Uncle Han warn him?

"You are..."

Han Yanchu tried to compose himself and ask a question. In the next second, however, his pupils dilated in shock as he took in a scene that left both brothers stunned.

The boy leaned lazily against the door, removed his glasses, and began to clean the lenses with a calm expression.

"Ji Mu?!"

The two brothers exclaimed in unison, their voices filled with shock and surprise.

No matter how hard they tried, they never would have imagined that the ordinary, unremarkable person from earlier was actually the boy standing before them.

How could someone look so different with and without glasses?!

This was just too unbelievable!

Ignoring the brothers' comical expressions, Ji Mu calmly finished cleaning his glasses, put them back on, and slowly walked towards them.

As he drew closer, Han Yanchu felt a strange sense of panic and took a step back involuntarily.

"You..."

Without giving Han Yanchu a chance to speak, Ji Mu swiftly and powerfully kicked out.

The force of the kick was so great that it was almost impossible to see coming. It sent Han Yanchu flying across the room.

Han Yanxi, standing still, only felt a dark shadow flash past him before his brother crashed to the ground. Han Yanchu slammed into the blackboard with a loud crash, leaving behind a spider web of cracks.

Han Yanchu, who had been fine just moments before, slowly slid to the ground. He spat out blood uncontrollably and lay motionless like a dead dog.

Han Yanxi's eyes widened in rage as he rushed to his brother's side.

"Brother!"

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