Chapter 128: Yin Junjie’s Rumour

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Yin Junjie’s Rumour

That material perk alone made Jiang Yanna’s annoying theatrical performances tolerable enough for Wu Xiner to endure.

"We should head back to the classroom now." Wu Xiner suggested casually, smoothing down her uniform skirt.

"Hmm." Jiang Yanna replied.

The three girls turned and began walking back down the main corridor.

As they walked, Jin Zexi continued her relentless tirade against Qiao Meixia. "Honestly, Yanna, I don’t understand why you keep trying so hard to be nice to an ungrateful girl like her."

"She is my twin sister... What else can I possibly do?" Jiang Yanna sighed dramatically, her head tilted down. "I just want to do everything in my power to ensure she feels welcome in our family."

Wu Xiner sneered inwardly at the absurd lie. ’

What else can you do? How about you drop the pathetic act and stop pretending?’

Despite her internal mocking, Wu Xiner kept her facial expression entirely neutral and composed.

"You are simply far too kind-hearted for your own good, Yanna." Wu Xiner stated, her tone smooth and polished.

"Thank you, Xiner. It means a lot to hear that," Jiang Yanna smiled softly, looking deeply touched.

"You are very welcome." Wu Xiner smiled back warmly.

However, behind that pleasant smile lay an ocean of ice, entirely devoid of genuine warmth.

....

Meanwhile, Qiao Meixia had already made her way back into the classroom. She pulled out her chair, sat down, and quietly retrieved her notebook from her bag.

She did not waste a single second reflecting on what had just transpired outside. Jiang Yanna’s bizarre behaviour was certainly strange, but it had absolutely nothing to do with her. So long as Jiang Yanna refrained from actively sabotaging her, Qiao Meixia had zero interest in meddling in her affairs.

A few minutes later, the classroom doors opened, and Shou Meiling, Ruan Jiaojiao, and Han Mengyu walked back inside.

"Meixia!" Ruan Jiaojiao called out the moment she spotted her.

"Where did you disappear to during the break?" Han Mengyu asked, leaning over her desk.

"I just took a quiet walk around the grounds." Qiao Meixia replied casually.

The three girls opened their mouths to chat further, but the very second their eyes caught sight of a tall figure stepping into the doorway, their expressions paled. Without uttering another word, they scrambled back to their respective desks like terrified mice hiding from a predator.

Qiao Meixia’s calm eyes quietly tracked the newcomer’s movements. It was Yin Junjie. He sauntered down the aisle with an aura of heavy, brooding aggression and slid into his seat beside her.

She genuinely could not comprehend why the entire student body seemed so utterly terrified of this boy. Whenever she spoke to him, he acted completely normal, albeit somewhat awkward and easily flustered.

Qiao Meixia continued to stare at Yin Junjie with unblinking, deadpan curiosity, her intense gaze causing the youth to feel increasingly self-conscious.

Yin Junjie shifted uncomfortably in his seat, adjusting his posture before finally turning his head to face her.

"Is there... something on my face?" Yin Junjie asked defensively, growing thoroughly unsettled beneath her unwavering gaze.

"Why is everyone so afraid of you?" Qiao Meixia asked bluntly, her clear voice cutting through the quiet classroom.

The students sitting in the row directly in front of their desks instantly froze. Their ears perked up, desperate to hear how the notorious male lead would react to such an insane, suicidal question.

A few courageous students even dared to tilt their heads backward slightly, praying they wouldn’t get caught eavesdropping on a potential bloodbath.

Even Yin Junjie himself was caught entirely off guard by her directness, his dark eyes widening in shock.

There was, of course, a very dark and terrifying reason why the entire school treated Yin Junjie like an unstable monster.

It all stemmed from a widely circulated rumour claiming that he had once brutally beaten a fellow student to death on campus grounds.

According to the student body’s whispers, he had committed the murder in cold blood, yet walked away entirely scot-free without facing a single day of detention, let alone criminal prosecution. Everyone firmly believed that his immensely powerful family had stepped in, using their vast wealth and political leverage to completely erase the police records and silence the victim’s family.

In reality, the terrifying rumor was only half-true.

Yin Junjie had indeed engaged in a brutally violent fight, but the victim was very much alive. The person had suffered multiple severe fractures, internal bleeding, and required intensive hospitalisation for several months to recover, but he had survived.

As for the catalyst behind Yin Junjie’s terrifying outburst. It was because that particular delinquent had intentionally kicked, scratched, and permanently vandalised Yin Junjie’s cherished, custom-built superbike in the parking lot.

When Yin Junjie confronted the culprit and demanded full financial compensation for the damages, the delinquent not only laughed in his face and refused to pay a single cent, but he also pulled out a metal rod and proceeded to smash the superbike’s headlights right in front of him.

That deliberate provocation caused Yin Junjie to completely snap. Flying into an uncontrollable rage, he viciously beat the delinquent within an inch of his life. He had entirely lost control of his temper, his fists striking relentlessly until his own friends had to forcefully tackle him and drag him away from the unconscious, bloody body sprawled on the pavement.

As for the alleged dark cover-up executed by his family? That part of the rumor was entirely fabricated by bored students. In truth, it was the victim’s own greedy parents who adamantly refused to pursue legal charges or press police claims.

When Yin Junjie’s influential family offered a staggering cash settlement of ten million dollars to cover medical expenses and damages, the victim’s parents eagerly accepted the fortune and signed a strict non-disclosure agreement, choosing cash over justice.

However, after the injured student mysteriously vanished from the school roster, wildly distorted variations of the story began spreading like wildfire through every group chat and hallway.

Some claimed Yin Junjie had buried a corpse behind the athletic field, while others swore his family possessed the power to make entire bloodlines disappear overnight.

The more the story was passed around, the more ridiculously exaggerated it became.

In the end, Yin Junjie was transformed into an urban legend of horror within the school. Even though he had never actually killed anyone, the terrifying reputation preceded him wherever he walked, ensuring that no one ever dared to cross his path again.

Everyone in the immediate vicinity froze, holding their breath as they waited for Yin Junjie’s reaction.

Yin Junjie leaned back in his chair with deliberate slowness, casting a sharp, sweeping glance across the quiet classroom.

"They just blindly assume I beat someone to death and got away scot-free simply because of my family’s influence." Yin Junjie stated, his tone thoroughly nonchalant, as if discussing someone else’s business entirely.

Hearing him address the dark rumor so openly, the surrounding students quickly lowered their heads, not daring to make direct eye contact with him.

"Oh, is that so?" Qiao Meixia responded flatly.

Her face remained completely unbothered. She did not believe for a single second that Yin Junjie had ever taken a human life. He simply lacked the cold, hollow gaze characteristic of a true killer.

"That’s all you have to say?" Yin Junjie asked, turning his head slightly to look at her. "What? You don’t believe the stories either?"

"No... I don’t;" Qiao Meixia replied straightforwardly. Pausing for a second, she added, "A murderer or a killer does not have that kind of look in their eyes."

Yin Junjie’s dark eyes flickered with surprise. "And how could you possibly know what a killer looks like?"

"Because I have met them before." Qiao Meixia said calmly. ℯℯ𝘭.

The moment those words left her mouth, every eavesdropping student in the row ahead whipped their heads around, staring at Qiao Meixia in sheer, unadulterated shock.

A heavy, stunned silence fell over the room. They desperately wanted to pry deeper into her unbelievable claim, but before anyone could utter a word, the next period’s teacher stepped through the door, forcing the conversation to an abrupt halt.

Yin Junjie sat frozen in his seat, utterly dumbfounded by her unwavering conviction.

A total stranger, someone who had only known him for a week and knew nothing of his background, had casually dismissed the terrifying rumors that the entire school believed as absolute truth.

For some inexplicable reason, a strange sense of warmth blossomed in his chest, making him feel remarkably lighter. At the very least, there was finally one person in this entire institution who was out of his circle friends did not look at him as if he were a bloodthirsty monster.

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