The Gossip-Lover Wants to Stay Anonymous

Chapter 27

It was the first time Zhu Yaya had been the subject of gossip, and she was a bit curious. Taking Xu Baoying's phone, she tucked it inside a book, pretending to read while actually browsing the school forum.

The post was titled "Am I the only one who thinks this: Zhu Yaya and Yan Heng look perfect together?" It included a photo of Zhu Yaya giving a speech on stage with Yan Heng beside her. It was posted anonymously.

The replies below unanimously agreed:

"Poster, you are not alone. I also think these two are a great match, that height difference is adorable!"

"Me too. Let me tell you something, Poster! Zhu Yaya goes to Class 17, Grade 11 to find Boss Yan right after every class! She even sits in the empty seat next to him."

"I ship it too. 'The Cold Boss's Little Sweetheart'"

"'The Watermelon Princess's Wolf Servant'"

"Love it. Totally obsessed."

"It seems like she's the only one who dares to get close to Yan Heng. After all, everyone's afraid his mental illness might act up."

...

Zhu Yaya maintained a deadpan expression: This student body is really something else!

But deep down, she felt something sprouting and breaking through the soil.

Xu Baoying was still chattering beside her: "Yesterday after school, Senior Yan even came to our classroom looking for you!"

Zhu Yaya's face immediately flushed red, but she stubbornly retorted: "It was nothing! You're all just making things up in your heads."

Because of this, Zhu Yaya was almost too embarrassed to go upstairs to find Yan Heng. But driven by professional ethics (and a thirst for money), she braced herself and headed to the fourth floor.

As she entered Class 17, Grade 11 through the back door, she saw a few girls lingering by the rear window. She heard their excited, hushed squeals: "She really came to find him! Our ship is sailing!"

Zhu Yaya: ...You think your voices are quiet? I heard everything.

Zhu Yaya was almost too shy to sit next to Yan Heng. Li Hao, rarely seeing her so awkward, teased: "What's wrong today? Why aren't you sitting down? Afraid you'll be dazzled by Brother Yan's handsomeness?"

Zhu Yaya glared at him angrily: "I am not!" Then, shedding her awkwardness, she directly sat down beside Yan Heng. However, her expression wasn't as relaxed as before; it was a bit tense.

Yan Heng held a book, seemingly reading, but was secretly glancing at Zhu Yaya out of the corner of his eye.

Li Hao felt the atmosphere between the two was strangely awkward today and thoughtfully stroked his chin.

Zhu Yaya stole a glance and, before she could look away, heard a scream.

It was the female lead, Xu Chun's voice!

Movement from Xu Chun roughly equaled plot development, and plot development equaled three years of lifespan and twenty thousand RMB.

A golden light flashed in Zhu Yaya's eyes. She immediately snapped into focus, withdrawing all her attention and directing it entirely toward Xu Chun.

Beside her, Yan Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little upon seeing her attention diverted.

Xu Chun stood by her desk, her face filled with grief and indignation. She had found a dead mouse inside her desk. The grievances and anger she had endured all this time could no longer be contained, all erupting on this day.

Her eyes were red, but her expression remained stubborn: "I just want to study quietly and properly. So why do you treat me like this? I haven't done anything wrong. Why single me out?"

A girl with red, frizzy hair looked at her with disgust: "You know perfectly well what you did. How dare you treat our Prince Chen like that!" Several other girls chimed in agreement.

Zhu Yaya beckoned to Li Hao, who understandingly leaned closer. Yan Heng, quick as lightning, stretched out an arm to separate the two of them.

"Who's that red-haired girl?" Zhu Yaya whispered.

"That's Mai Sha."

So this was Mai Sha, Murong Beichen's number one obsessive admirer, who was being used by the female supporting character Shen Wandan!

Zhu Yaya remembered that she was the one who bullied Xu Chun in the girls' bathroom before!

In "His Domineering Love, Her Pure Heart," there was a character named Mai Sha. She often bullied Xu Chun in front of many people but was quickly disposed of by Murong Beichen.

Wait, when exactly was Mai Sha disposed of?

Zhu Yaya suddenly had an intuition that a task was coming. She took out the fruit box containing watermelon cubes and placed it on the desk. She rested both hands on the box, waiting for the system prompt tone to appear.

Indeed, a woman's intuition is accurate, even though she was currently just a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Congratulations on successfully unlocking the seventh task. Please remain in Class 17, Grade 11 to watch Murong Beichen put the vile cannon fodder in her place to defend Xu Chun, and successfully enjoy the show."

A strange excitement appeared on Zhu Yaya's face. She opened the fruit box and started eating her watermelon.

"Mai Sha, shut up!"

A furious voice sounded at the doorway. It was the male lead, Murong Beichen!

With his rainbow-colored hair, a silver chain around his neck, and wearing the trendiest ripped clothes, he stormed in with large, angry strides.

Perhaps because it had rained heavily in the morning, Zhu Yaya's sharp eyes noticed the ends of his rainbow hair were fading.

Zhu Yaya: ...And he's supposed to be the son of China's richest man? Using such low-quality hair dye?

Murong Beichen's face was dark: "Who gave you permission to bully my woman under the pretense of doing it for my sake?"

As soon as his words fell, the whole class erupted in an uproar. Everyone began whispering.

Xu Chun's face flushed with anger. She said, somewhat flustered and exasperated: "Murong Beichen, what are you talking about? I have zero interest in you!"

Murong Beichen gave a devilishly charming, arrogant smile: "Oh, woman, you little liar. Don't hide your fervent love for me any longer; I fully understand your feelings. From today on, I, Murong Beichen, permit you, lowly as you are, to come near me, stay by my side, and be my woman."

The watermelon in Zhu Yaya's mouth nearly shot out.

She turned her head and made eye contact with Yan Heng for a second, seeing the same look of disgust in his eyes.

Yet, she distinctly heard the girls in front squealing------

Ahhh! Prince Chen is so handsome when he says that! Wuwuwu, why isn't he saying it to me?

"Ahhh! I'm so jealous of her! What's so good about her that Prince Chen treats her like this!"

...

Almost all the girls in the class, except for Zhu Yaya herself, shot looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred at Xu Chun, like bullets wanting to pierce her through.

For the sake of a bright future, Zhu Yaya held it in. She watched Murong Beichen and Xu Chun with dead-fish eyes, stuffing piece after piece of watermelon from the fruit box into her mouth.

At this point, Xu Chun still hadn't developed feelings for Murong Beichen. She glared at him angrily and said, "You're delusional. I'll never fall in love with you. I've never met anyone as shameless as you. Let me tell you, I wouldn't like an overbearing, shameless rich scion like you in my past life, my next life, or even eight hundred lifetimes from now."

"Hah, no woman has ever spoken to me like that before. Woman, I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

Zhu Yaya shed silent tears of despair: Someone save this child, please!

Fortunately, after speaking, Murong Beichen turned his head toward Mai Sha, who looked uneasy. The wicked smile on his face vanished, replaced by a dark expression: "Mai Sha, you dare to bully someone I, Murong Beichen, have taken a liking to. From now on, I don't want to see you at Scott High School. Get out!"

Then, he pulled out a mobile phone studded with gemstones and made a call: "Hello, this is Murong Beichen. It rained and thundered this morning, so the buyer should go bankrupt." He also gave a cold snort.

Mai Sha's face turned deathly pale, and she slumped to the ground in despair.

Zhu Yaya wiped her mouth and closed the empty fruit box. Good, the cannon fodder Mai Sha has met her end. Now she could go to the bathroom and throw up.