With her hands clenched tightly into fists, she turned her head away. "Do you know how much I hate you? You’re overbearing and arrogant, and you have a bad temper. I’ve had enough of you, and I don’t want to ever see you again. Get lost...." He, however, laughed, stepped closer, cornering her against the wall, "This isn’t your true feeling. I won’t believe it. Ji Yunya, you’re using memory loss as an excuse to cover up our relationship, but you actually remembered a long time ago, didn’t you?" He peeled back the clothing on her shoulder to reveal a scar the size of a centipede on her left shoulder, and said with a smile, "This was left by me on your body. Are you still not willing to admit it?" She slapped his hand away, her face pale but stunningly beautiful, "Yes, I remembered a long time ago. So what? With what you’ve done to me, you expect me to like you? I hate you, please don’t show up in my world anymore, okay? Whatever it is about me that you like, I’ll change it." He frowned at her, "I was wrong about that thing when we were kids, and I apologize. But in the future, I’ll be a responsible boyfriend...." "Can’t you understand human speech? I don’t like you, please let me go...." "I don’t believe it; you obviously do like me. Why do you have to lie to me...." The infuriated young man suddenly kissed her, with urgency and madness, as though to prove that she did like him. She bit down hard on his lip, the taste of blood snapping him back to reality, and as he gazed at her indifferent expression, he stepped back incredulously. "Ji Yunya, you’ve got guts." He suddenly turned and swiftly fled into the night. She covered her mouth, squatting against the corner of the wall. Eventually, she began to sob, tears falling heavily to the ground. "Ji Yunya, answer this question," said the teacher. Her deskmate nudged her under the table, and she snapped back to reality. Standing up as if nothing had happened, she faced the countless gazes of the class. With just a glance at the problem board, she perfectly recited the answer and the thought process behind the solution. The teacher nodded in satisfaction, allowing her to sit down. This Ji Yunya could be considered a legend in the school. Not only was she beautiful, rumors with the male god aside, she was also a super genius. She had never fallen from the top spot in any exam, scoring full marks in all subjects. Even in the point-deduction subject Chinese, her neat papers, graceful handwriting, and coherent perfect answers always surprised the teachers who marked her tests—anything less than full marks wouldn’t be justifiable. She was a girl too perfect; her appearance, charm, and etiquette stood out extraordinarily among girls her age. Even her academics were flawless—a perfection that made her seem unreal. Thus, when her rumors with the male god blew up noisily, and people couldn’t find any dirt to smear her with, they attacked her background, claiming she came from poverty and was unworthy of the male god. But they were quickly proven wrong. There were rumors that she was the daughter of the Yun’s, the richest family in Jiangzhou, known for their real estate business. Everyone knew the CEO Yun Shen. How could she be Yun Shen’s daughter, when Yun Shen’s surname was Yun and hers was Ji, how could she possibly be Miss Yun? But soon someone cleared up the confusion. The Yun’s were formerly known as the Ji’s, her father was a son-in-law who married into the Ji family, and the children took on their mother’s family name. After her maternal grandfather passed away, the Ji’s were absorbed by Yun Shen and became the Yun’s. Therefore, she was indeed the legitimate Miss Yun, without a doubt. Now that her family background couldn’t be criticized, the girls in school gave up completely. Her existence was enough to make other girls feel inferior, and as time went by, this notion only grew stronger. Her deskmate gave her a thumbs-up, impressed. She had been daydreaming and still managed to answer perfectly—’how did her brain even work?’ She smiled slightly and remained silent. Her deskmate suddenly drew close, "Yun Ya, I heard the male god confessed to you, is that true?" their eyes sparkling with curiosity. "How can that be? It’s all over the place now, they say the male god’s confession was rejected, and today he’s in a terrible mood. Did you really not accept? That’s like, the dream guy of all the girls in our school, how could you refuse him?" The deskmate was even more anxious than her. "Why should I have to accept? Just because he likes me, does that mean I have to like him?" With one sentence, her deskmate was rendered speechless. "Alright, my goddess. I don’t know what kind of man in this world could possibly catch your eye," they said. She looked down quietly, not because she didn’t like him, but because she couldn’t. As the bell for the end of class rang, she and her deskmate went to the bathroom together. She came out first, and as she was washing her hands, her deskmate suddenly ran out clutching her stomach, "It’s all over, Yun Ya, I got my period, and it’s two days early. It must be because I ate ice cream last night, I summoned it prematurely. I didn’t bring a pad; could you please buy one for me? Please." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ N()velFire.net