Chapter Six: The First Counterattack

  Class teacher Old Zhang sat steadily at the back of the lectern, seeing her appear, smiling and beckoning:

  "Ming Liang, how did you fill out your college application?"

  "Nanjiang University Financial Management Department, teacher, do you think it's a sure thing?" Su Miling walked over with a calm and collected demeanor.

  Old Zhang pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose: "This ambition is quite steady, is this what your family thinks too?"

  "Ah, thank you for your concern, teacher. My dad said he wants to invite the teachers out for a meal in a few days." Su Miling replied succinctly.

  Old Zhang nodded, seeming to agree, and said nothing more, handing her two copies of the form:

  "This is the draft form, and this is the formal application form. In order to improve the admission rate and avoid unhealthy competition, the draft form must be submitted to the school before 10 am, and it will be posted on the bulletin board at 3 pm today, along with the previous mock exam rankings. If you want to adjust your application, there is still a chance to modify it, please submit the formal application form before 5:30 pm."

  "Teacher, I have something today, can I hand in both forms together later?" Su Miling asked.

  "Of course - it's possible." Old Zhang nodded, adjusting the voluntary things are to create opportunities for students who do not perform well, so that they will not become cannon fodder in the school competition before submitting their applications.

  Su Mei Liang sat back in her seat, and three girls immediately pulled up stools and surrounded her.

  "Where's that sweet little Korean girl, Hana, who's always stuck to you like glue?" asked Bailey, holding a college entrance exam guide and grinning mischievously.

  "Are you okay? That wench is dead!" A weak voice, obviously Zhao Yi Rou, a pair of watery eyes anxiously observing Su Mi Liang's expression.

  ……

  Su Mei Liang didn't say a word, apart from being unclear about what they were talking about, she was also somewhat unaccustomed to such intimate interactions.

  Smiling brightly on the face, but very dismal in the heart.

  Her life after high school wasn't just about that couple of trashy men and women, to her friends who were so close and kind to her with smiles and warmth, she didn't continue to associate with them after going to college, and she felt a little ashamed in her heart.

  "Did she...do something?"

  Su Mei Liang observed their attitude and suddenly felt a chill in her heart, it didn't make sense that she was comforting them so early in the morning, something must have happened that she didn't know about.

  "Ah—" Another girl, Mei Xuewu, who had been silent the whole time, hesitated and looked at her expression, then raised her head to glance at the two of them. Just as she was about to speak, her eyelid suddenly twitched, and she nodded towards a not-too-distant place, "Look, they're here."

  The three of them looked in the direction she had hinted at.

  "Sū mí liáng, we agreed to meet under the big oak tree, how could you pretend not to see us? It's really embarrassing for me!"

  A familiar voice came in, Su Miling's brain suddenly lit up, and she saw Han Biyun walking over with a fierce momentum, leaning against the desk by the corridor, pouting her small mouth, and questioning her with a huff.

  Han Biyun was obviously precocious, very fashionable, with exaggerated false eyelashes, a light green dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure, light-colored silk stockings wrapped around her slender legs, paired with white half-high-heeled sandals, making her look even more elegant and refined.

  It was this childhood best friend who had been close to her since elementary school, so close that they shared clothes and wealth, yet she hooked up with her boyfriend to steal her money, stabbed a knife into her heart, and even flirted with him at her funeral.

  One by one, the hateful things made Su Miling's eyes accumulate anger, and as an adult, her gaze at Han Biyun was extremely strange, she even forgot to cover it up.

  "Never mind, I won't argue with you about this. You're not going to forget the gathering at Cloud Top at 6:30 tonight, are you?"

  Han Biyun was chilled to the bone by Su Miling's gaze, she waved her hand and found an excuse to leave, now she urgently needed Su Miling to follow her to prove that she wasn't lying.

  Su Mei Liang snapped back to reality, suppressing the complex emotions churning inside her. She looked around at her excited companions and asked with a confused expression: "What is this gathering at the summit of Cloud Heaven?"

  In memory, I knew that Cloud Heaven was a high-end consumer place, but for their current age, the place seemed a bit ambiguous.

  "What do you mean? You clearly asked me to pass on the message, now you're denying it!" Han Biyun was visibly shocked by her forgetfulness, her expression showing disbelief and annoyance.

  Su Mei Liang really wanted to laugh, how could this be considered forgetful? The events of when she was seventeen didn't have any particularly memorable moments, so how could her twenty-eight-year-old soul still remember them?

  She said honestly: "Who - I really - don't understand what you're talking about."

  Everyone was silent, using "that guy" to refer to Han Biyun, it's not ordinary contempt!

  Obviously many people are not used to Su Miling speaking to Han Biyun in such a tone, and there were low murmurs of disapproval from within the classroom.

  "Stop joking, Ling Liang. I'm supposed to pass on a message that you're going to be Zhou Jinyu's partner and attend their group gathering. I already said it, 6:30 tonight at Yun Tian Zhi Dian. He's waiting for you under the big banyan tree, let me call you over."

  Han Biyun was about to be driven mad, she suspiciously glanced at Su Miliang, not understanding whether she had really forgotten or was playing with her. She softened her tone and asked for the reason, a hint of dark cold smile flashing in her eyes. Hehe, Su Miliang, this is what you forced me into. You will definitely be ruined in front of everyone.

  She was certain that Su Mi-yeon would no longer have any resistance once she heard the name Zhou Jin-yu.

  As expected, as soon as she finished speaking, the classroom fell silent.

  The name Zhou Jinyu is obviously a big deal.

  The little buddies were thoroughly excited, and their attention shifted to Su Miling's face - more confusion, what was wrong with Su Miling today, even things related to Zhou Jinyu could be forgotten!

  Su Mei Liang was also stunned, and the reactions of everyone made her heart even colder. She wondered to what extent she had liked Zhou Jin Yu, that scumbag, in her past life. Forgetting things related to him seemed abnormal, and it even shocked everyone to this extent!

  She knew she had once liked Zhou Jinyu, liking him without any disguise, but that was in her past life. At this moment, hearing his name brought a mix of emotions, making her realize how much she loved him back then and how much she would hate him now!

  If you don't want a tragedy to repeat itself, you must kick this cheap woman and Zhou Jinyu far away.

  "I came to school today for registration, I don't know what you're talking about!"

  Su Mei Liang reacted very coldly, lowered her eyelashes and no longer glanced at Han Bi Yun. She took off the double-shoulder bag, pulled out a black pen for filling in the application form and a 2B pencil, and calmly flipped through the "College Entrance Examination Guide". She found the school code of Nanjiang University and the professional code of Financial Management Department, and began to fill in the draft.

  Carefully fill in the corresponding barcode.

  Hiss... A faint laughter echoed in the classroom.

  "Su——mi——liang——Zhou Jinyu is waiting for you."

  Han Biyun was clearly infuriated by Su Muyan's calm demeanor, and for the third time, she raised her high-pitched voice, which completely contradicted her elegant ladylike appearance.

  Su Mei Liang slowly raised her head, gazing at Han Bi Yun, and smiled calmly: "He's waiting for me, what does it have to do with you? If you're worried, you can go; as you've seen, I'm busy!"