Chapter Seven: Born of Jealousy and Hatred

  Su Mei pointed at the volunteer form with a calm and collected expression, her face as still as if struck by lightning, completely unaware that her current cool demeanor had shocked all her little friends around her.

  "You!" Han Biyun seemed even more furious, as if she was about to vomit blood, that this innocent foolish girl would say something like this. "I don't care, you must come with me now and clear things up."

  She said as she reached out with her usual strong hand and grabbed Su Mie Liang's wrist.

  Hehe, where are you going to make it clear? Isn't it clearer to say it here in front of everyone? I'm sure everyone is also curious about the explosive message you posted in the group last night. My phone has internet access, so we don't need to go to an internet cafe. Let Miliang see for herself whether this was said by her or if you're spreading rumors.

  Breaking news!

  The classroom fell silent, with more eyes fixed on Han Biyun, filled with suspicion, and it was clear that everyone knew the content of the explosive news.

  Because Su Mianliang's dazed expression just now made it clear that she didn't care about Zhou Jinyu at all, Han Biyun's words naturally had a suspicion of rumor-mongering.

  Su Mei calmly put down the 2B pencil in her hand, looked up at the two tightly clenched fists of the young girl in front of her, and was slightly surprised. Han Biyun had always been in a dominant position when interacting with her, but she had never lost her composure like this before. Then she saw Bei Baoli take out a small golden Nokia 7370 phone from her bag.

  For a moment, I was stunned - what an antique!

  But secretly observing, I found that the expressions of the surrounding classmates were clearly admiring and amazed.

  She suddenly remembered that in 2002, Nokia's N series dominated the world, and this 7370 mobile phone was a bestseller at that time.

  "Let go! I don't understand what this dead witch is talking about!" Han Biyun saw Beibao Li's phone, her eyes were shocked, although her voice was still sharp, but it already had a somewhat sinister tone.

  "What's the hurry? As a good friend of Su Mianliang, everyone can't understand what your intention is in spreading such rumors. Could it be that you make friends just to get the thrill of selling them out?"

  Bai Li coldly smiled and asked, her mobile phone quickly logged into QQ.

  Han Biyun looked at Su Miling nervously, then struggled to break free from Beibei's hand: "I don't understand what you're saying!" After finishing, she turned around in a panic with a pale face and walked away.

  She walked out of the classroom, feeling dizzy and confused. Thinking about Su Miling's unusual behavior today, her heart couldn't help but feel uneasy. Had she discovered her own secret movements behind her back and deliberately set up this situation to make herself lose face?

  Can't see it, but she's actually a wolf in sheep's clothing!

  She was furious with Bei Baoli for interfering, but Bei Baoli had a strong personality and was skilled in martial arts. Moreover, her family owned several high-end entertainment clubs in Dayong City, making her a standard rich young lady who wasn't someone she could afford to provoke. In her anger, all the blame fell on Su Miling's head.

  Just as she was getting angry, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Xia Jianian's number. When she answered, she heard a familiar voice say:

  "We came to the stadium to play ball, and soon shouted for Old Zhou's girlfriend to come here and meet us."

  The voice was magnetic and impatient, as always concise.

  Han Biyun responded with a sound, just wanting to tell him about Su Miling's abnormality today, but the other end had already hung up.

  She listened to the busy tone coming from her mobile phone and almost fainted.

  Pinching her phone, she walked towards the stadium while thinking about how to tell Xia Zhenyan about what happened in the past.

  A wave of annoyance in her heart, the mobile phone's ringtone came from her bag again. She was stunned and quickly opened her bag to take a look. It was Su Miling's new Nokia 6681 - she had borrowed it yesterday to attend a gathering as a prop. This limited edition milk white mobile phone was only available for sale in mainland China, with only 4000 units produced, priced at nearly five thousand yuan.

  As expected, it caused envy among friends at the gathering. Afterwards, due to uncontrollable jealousy, Su used her mobile phone's internet function to create two QQ numbers and explicitly discussed Zhou Jinyu, which led to last night's misunderstanding in the class QQ group.

  She held the phone and looked at the number displayed on it, which said "Dad". She raised an eyebrow, connected the call: "Uncle Su, I'm Han Biyun, a good friend of Mi Liang. She's not in class right now, do you have anything to tell her?"

  "Wait for her to come back and have her call me back, goodbye." Su Luo's elegant voice politely said.

  Han Biyun squeezed Su Mieling's phone, thinking of the various abnormalities of Su Mieling. Yesterday, when she went to borrow her phone, although she pretended to be generous and quick to lend it to herself, the unwillingness in her eyes was obvious. How could she not mention the phone today? Did she forget about it too?

  Too weird!

  She took a look at Su Mei Liang's new mobile phone, then looked at her own shabby old one, and the sense of loss in her heart was unbearable!

  Since you've embarrassed me, why should I bother being kind to you and get you into even deeper trouble? That's the only way to make it up to you.

  Abnormal thinking is different from ordinary people, and Han Biyun soon had a bad idea.

  She took a glance at the court and saw Xia Zhenyan and others walking towards the locker room.

  She suddenly smiled, took Su Mengliang's mobile phone, dialed Xia Zhennian's phone number, and turned around to find a quiet corner to talk.

  She wants Su Miliang to be completely destroyed in the hands of this tyrant, and no one is clearer than her about Xia Jianian's seemingly sentimental character behind his ruthlessness and heartlessness.

  It's summer, and the team uniform is changing quickly. Xia Zhen opened his own closet, just changed into shorts, was about to put on a vest, when he heard the phone ringing, he took a look, it was an unfamiliar number, originally didn't want to answer, but since he picked it up, a soft and sweet voice came on:

  "Hello, brother." Very standard Mandarin, which is very pleasant for the locals who are used to the southern dialect.

  He waved his hand and let his partners go out first: "You guys go warm up, I'll take this call."

  "Hello, who is it?" Xia Jinyan's face showed a hint of interest.

  "This is a one-way conversation. If you speak during the call, it will interrupt the process. There are three options below: For virgin experience, press 1; for mature woman experience, press 2; for uniform temptation, press 3."

  Xia Jin's bright eyes flashed with confusion, his face also turned suspiciously red. He looked at the phone number again, without any impression, thinking to himself, could it be the legendary phone service?

  He lowered his eyelashes, but couldn't help being curious, walked over and closed the dressing room door, pressed the record button, and then pressed the space bar three times.

  "Sir, you have chosen Uniform Temptation. Today's professions are Maid, Nurse, and Teacher. Please select the first one by pressing the space bar, and so on."

  Han Biyun sneered, Xia Jinyan was nothing but that, pretending to be cool.