The chicken downstairs... oh no, I mean Mrs. Sun, she got impatient after waiting for only ten minutes and found two female classmates to call for Wang Shumei. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Okay, thank you."

Lin Nianhe politely thanked the classmates who came to deliver the message, then continued to trim Wang Shumei’s eyebrows.

"Is it really necessary?" Wang Shumei could not help but laugh and cry, "Didn’t you say your brother is downstairs? Don’t let him wait too long."

"It’s necessary! It’s necessary!" Wen Lan searched for clothes nearby, "Dress nicely, make her mad!"

Lin Nianhe focused on trimming the eyebrows, did not reply, but her serious expression left no doubt that she shared the same thought.

Wang Shumei laughed helplessly.

It seemed like they did not believe she really didn’t care.

Well... if they don’t believe it, let it be, they just want to dress her up, not kill her.

Anyway, it’s not her standing and waiting downstairs.

Lin Nianhe wasn’t too overbearing; the makeover ended when another classmate came to call them a third time.

It actually took only twenty minutes.

The chicken downstairs... oh no, I mean Mrs. Sun, was becoming increasingly impatient, almost dragging any female student passing by to call for Wang Shumei.

Lin Huai Zhou was not far away behind her, questioning Lin Nianhe’s actions.

His sister isn’t someone who dawdles, why was she delaying so much today?

And from her tone just now, she clearly didn’t get along with this woman.

While he was contemplating, Su Yuncheng arrived.

"I’m back," greeted Su Yuncheng.

Lin Huai Zhou turned around and saw the guy wearing a wool coat over a white shirt and black pants.

"Dressed like a rich kid," Lin Huai Zhou disdainfully remarked, paused, and added, "How have you not frozen to death?"

"Where’s Nianhe?" Su Yuncheng directly asked.

"Upstairs."

Lin Huai Zhou glanced at Mrs. Sun again, feeling it was too risky to speak out loud, he gestured at Su Yuncheng.

"Who is that woman?"

Su Yuncheng looked bewildered.

"How would I know?"

Lin Huai Zhou continued with hand signals:

"She’s looking for my sister’s friend."

Su Yuncheng then took a good look at Mrs. Sun. After a brief silence, he pulled Lin Huai Zhou aside and whispered, "It should be Wang Shumei’s boyfriend’s mother, there was some unpleasantness before."

"Wait, wait," Lin Huai Zhou was confused, "What are you talking about? What unpleasantness? To what extent?"

Su Yuncheng responded: "Nianhe and the others... they verbally blasted her all night."

Lin Huai Zhou: "...!"

His sister, normally so amicable, went on a tirade all night?

Then... this woman must really deserve scolding.

He was about to discuss with Su Yuncheng how to handle the situation, when three girls slowly strolled out from the dormitory entrance.

Wang Shumei was in the middle, with Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan on either side.

Wang Shumei, already pretty, enhanced her delicate features further with just a bit of eyebrow trimming and some lipstick.

She wore a red sweater and black pants, covered by a wool coat. Her normally braided long hair was let loose, slightly curled, and adorned with a pearl hairpin.

No trace of her winter bulkiness could be seen.

Mrs. Sun examined her and indeed found her attractive.

But—

"No wonder my son took a fancy to you."

She muttered in a tone neither too light nor too heavy, audible only to the girls but not to passing students.

Wang Shumei’s breath hitched.

Here we go again.

It’s that tune again.

Lin Nianhe chuckled lightly, her cold gaze fixed on Mrs. Sun as she rubbed her ears: "What are you saying, ma’am? Speak up, we are all respectable people here, nothing cannot be spoken outright."

"Respectable? I don’t think she is respectable at all." Wen Lan pursed her lips, a bitter truth slipping out.

Certain things can be discussed behind closed doors, but standing ground in public is another matter entirely.

Especially such words might harm others by a thousand but will surely harm oneself just as much—saying Wang Shumei was favored by Sun Guanghui for her looks suggests that her son is nothing but a superficial person!

Mrs. Sun glared at Lin Nianhe, ignoring her, and instead turned her attention to Wang Shumei, slowly pulling out that watch.

"I’m cleaning up my son’s mess, and I found this watch which I didn’t buy; did you give it to him?"

She hooked the watchband with a finger, her disdain and scorn barely concealed.

Wang Shumei stared at the watch, a chill rising at her fingertips.

Wen Lan wanted to say something, but then remembered Lin Nianhe’s words as she was coming downstairs—

"Sister Lan, if you can not speak, then don’t. If you can avoid fighting, then do so. But if you really can’t hold back... we’ll go to Tsinghua tonight!"

Wen Lan swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue and gripped Wang Shumei’s hand tightly.

Lin Nianhe also held onto Wang Shumei’s hand.

The chill at her fingertips was dispelled by the warmth of her palm.

Wang Shumei tried to keep her breathing steady, her eyes shifting away from the watch to Mrs. Sun.

From that face, marked by a mocking expression, Wang Shumei read three words—

It’s over.

She and Sun Guanghui were truly over.

They had walked through a period of time together; from today onward, they would forever be apart.

Not even the last shred of dignity would be left.

"This is too much."

Lin Huaizhou frowned, stepping forward to intervene on their behalf.

He had barely taken three steps when Wang Shumei suddenly withdrew her gaze and turned her head to look at Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe shared a glance with her, instantly understanding her intention.

She let go of Wang Shumei’s hand and took the watch from Mrs. Sun’s hand.

Lin Huaizhou, seeing Lin Nianhe’s move, paused his steps in confusion.

Mrs. Sun didn’t care who took the watch; to her, it made little difference.

She chuckled lightly, nodding: "As long as it’s yours, that’s good. Take it back; sell it to someone else, or give it to your next lover, it might save you quite a bit..."

"Heh."

A cold laugh interrupted Mrs. Sun.

"What filthy thing you’ve worn, daring to parade it as though it’s worth showing off."

Lin Nianhe squinted her eyes, examining the watch in her hand.

"Where exactly did you spring from?" Mrs. Sun had tolerated Lin Nianhe for a long time, but seeing her mess things up once again, she couldn’t hold back anymore, "What does this have to do with you?"

Lin Nianhe held the watch, turning to Mrs. Sun: "Me? I’m just an ordinary good person."

"Good people are always eager to help others, so I’ll help you too—if you don’t want dignity, then I will give you dignity."

With that, Lin Nianhe suddenly raised her hand and with all her strength, smashed the watch toward the ground at Mrs. Sun’s feet.

"Bang!"

The smooth floor was now littered with countless fragments and tiny components of the watch.

"Ah!"

Mrs. Sun was startled, shouting as she quickly retreated several steps.

The force of Lin Nianhe’s throw not only shattered the watch but also cut Mrs. Sun’s hand with the flying shards.

Mrs. Sun was profoundly shaken, clutching her chest, her eyes wide, speechless.

Lin Huaizhou paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Su Yuncheng, who stood still, his questioning gaze asking: Did you see this coming?

Su Yuncheng remained motionless, his eyes still tenderly watching Lin Nianhe.

The little girl’s temper is improving; despite everything, she hasn’t resorted to physical violence yet!