Chapter 123: Wash Your Hands When They’re Dirty

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"Nie Jun, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?" Chu Yu glared fiercely at the young man before him. The basketball court wasn’t far from the track where they were running, but there was still some distance. There was no way the ball could have flown that far during their game.

Nie Jun glanced at him with disdain, then looked at Nie Huan and smiled. "Nie Huan, your talent for seduction really runs in the family, doesn’t it?"

Nie Huan tightened her fists and lifted her gaze to meet Nie Jun’s, her eyes frost-covered.

Seeing Nie Huan like this seemed to erase all the frustration Nie Jun had felt these past few days.

Even if the Nie family went bankrupt, they still had Nie Huan stuck in the mire.

"Nie Jun! Are you looking for a beating or what!" Chu Yu clenched his fists and charged forward, but two boys beside Nie Jun stepped up to hold him back.

"Chu Yu, you’re a rich second-generation kid. Why do you like hanging around this girl so much? It’s only been a short while, and she’s got you completely spellbound," Nie Jun said with a teasing look in his eyes.

The students from the second high school laughed at Nie Jun’s words.

"Chu Yu, you’re an only child, right? If you ever find a woman like Sister Nie Huan, be careful she doesn’t put a green hat on you and leave you without heirs—"

Before Nie Jun could finish his sentence, a punch knocked him to the ground.

"Nie Jun, are you okay?" a boy went over to help him up.

Nie Jun propped himself up with one hand and spat blood onto the ground. Wiping the corner of his mouth with the other hand, he cursed under his breath.

Nie Huan furrowed her brow and rubbed her fist that had just thrown the punch.

"Nie Huan, you’re crazy!" Nie Jun was pulled to his feet by others.

"Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, but the offspring of gamblers and prostitutes are all scum!"

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"Nie Jun, shut your mouth!" Chu Yu struggled in the firm grip of two boys, unable to break free.

"Had enough?" Nie Huan looked up to glance at Nie Jun.

Nie Jun smiled faintly, but suddenly his lower abdomen was kicked, causing him to stagger backward.

"Nie Huan, you—"

The girl raised her hand and punched the uninjured side of Nie Jun’s face again.

"Ah!" Nie Jun cried out in pain and collapsed onto the ground.

Nie Huan stepped on his chest with one foot and coldly swept a glance at the others before speaking indifferently, "Who dares to make a move?"

The boys who had intended to help Nie Jun immediately backed down.

"You’re nothing but an illegitimate child of the Nie family, not even allowed to enter our gates. Your father knelt for a whole day and night but was ultimately thrown out. Hahaha… uh—"

Nie Huan crouched down and grabbed his neck with one hand. Nie Jun’s face instantly flushed a deep red.

"If you’ve got the guts, choke me to death. Dying by your hands is too dirty for me…"

"Sister Huan!" Yao Panpan ran over just in time to see Nie Huan gripping a boy’s neck tightly.

Nie Huan glanced back, and Shen Qing was standing beside Yao Panpan, her gaze fixed on Nie Huan’s hand.

"Get away! What are you all doing?" Little Fatty pushed aside the boys restraining Chu Yu.

Shen Qing shot a disdainful look at Nie Jun and shouted at Nie Huan, "Go wash your hands. Aren’t you afraid of getting dirty?"

Nie Huan hesitated and then relaxed her grip.

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"Cough, cough, cough!" Nie Jun suddenly began coughing violently, gasping for breath.

Nie Huan shot him a glance and then walked over to Shen Qing. "I’m going to wash my hands."

"Sister Qing, Sister Huan, she..." Chu Yu looked at Nie Huan’s solitary figure, a pang of sympathy in his heart.

"Who is he?" Shen Qing interrupted Chu Yu’s words, her gaze landing on Nie Jun.

"Nie Jun," Chu Yu replied, glancing at the boy who was already getting up from the ground.

Nie Jun felt a chill run down his spine under Shen Qing’s stare. When she stepped forward, he hastily retreated several paces.

"Shen Qing, this is school bullying. If you dare lay a hand on me, I’ll expose you online and ruin your reputation—ugh!"

Before he could finish his threat, a kick to his calf sent him stumbling forward onto one knee.

"You—"

"Do you want Nie Junran to serve a longer prison sentence?" Shen Qing looked down at him coldly.

Nie Jun shuddered. "What does that have to do with my uncle?"

Could it be that their family’s bankruptcy had something to do with Shen Qing?

Shen Qing curled her lips but her eyes were cold. Leaning down, she whispered, "If you want to live in peace, you’d better behave."

A threat, naked and bare.