Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Chapter 179 Yang Yutong

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After cleaning the last row of rooms, Yang Yutong carefully checked everything to make sure nothing was missed before closing the doors and windows and heading out of the school gate.

It wasn't her turn to clean today, but the girl who was supposed to be on duty said to her after school, "Hey Yang Yutong, I have something to do today, so you'll have to do the cleaning. You'd better clean it well and not let our class lose points." Then she went straight home without waiting for Yang Yutong's reply.

Whether Yang Yutong answers or not, it doesn't matter; she'll have to do her cleaning duty alone again tonight.

Actually, you're not a bad person, it's just that your humility and cowardice make you hard to like.

This is something a girl once said to her. She was indeed timid, so timid that she was almost invisible, so timid that others could order her around at will, so timid that she had no backbone, so timid that she didn't fit in with others, and that's why people couldn't like her because of her timidity.

Just like four days ago, she saw the tung blossoms blooming by the roadside in the morning. Because of her sentimental nature as a young girl, she wrote in her Chinese textbook during her morning reading, "The tung blossoms bloom again in the south of the city, just in time for the Qingming rain." She liked this kind of literary and slightly sad sentence because it was just like her sensitive and tender youth.

But her deskmate saw the sentence and loudly read it aloud in front of the whole class, while she timidly shrank back in her seat, not daring to look up at anyone.

Some say that Chengnan is a homonym for Chennan. Chennan, Si Chennan, was once the prince charming in the hearts of all the girls in the school. Even though he has graduated and left the school, he is still the unforgettable white moonlight in the hearts of many girls. It is perfectly normal for girls to have a crush on him. At the same time, everyone knows that the richest princess in the class, Jiang Yuyan, regards him as her destined lover and hates it when others blatantly take advantage of her lover.

The domineering little princess immediately walked up to her, snatched her textbook, and tore it to shreds in front of her. She could only feel wronged, tears welling up in her eyes, but she was too timid to say a word.

Yang Yutong thought the matter should be over, but when school was over and everyone in the class had gone home, she saw Jiang Yuyan and her two followers appear at the classroom door, and she felt a sense of panic.

"Look at yourself! How dare you covet Brother Chen Nan?" Jiang Yuyan crossed her arms, her delicate face cold and full of disdain as she looked at her.

"I didn't," Yang Yutong said timidly.

"Slap!" Jiang Yuyan slapped Yang Yutong on the right cheek, the sound of the slap echoing loudly in the empty classroom.

"Still trying to argue?" Jiang Yuyan stared at her coldly.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, unable to utter a single word.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really are pitiful to look at." Jiang Yuyan mocked. "I really hate your pathetic, shameless look." She pinched the other person's chin, making her head up to look at her, but the other person's gaze kept darting away.

"Do you think you're so talented?" Jiang Yuyan asked coldly. "What do you mean by 'just in time for the Qingming Festival rain'? Who do you think you are, a poet? Have some shame, I'm embarrassed for you."

Feelings of grievance and shame stabbed at Yang Yutong's chest. She could no longer hold back her tears, which flowed from her eyes like a flood. She clenched her teeth tightly to keep herself from crying out loud.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful." Jiang Yuyan's anger was rising as she looked at the other person.

Today, when Yang Yutong's deskmate read that sentence aloud to the whole class, she felt it was a blatant provocation. That's why she used this method to humiliate her after school. She wanted the other person to submit and never dare to oppose her again. But now she feels that the other person is deliberately using this method to confront her.

She knew that some people appeared weak on the surface but were actually very stubborn inside, and might even resent her. She wanted to completely break down this girl's defenses psychologically. To this end, she suddenly had an idea. She took out her phone, turned on the camera, pointed it at the girl, and said in a commanding tone, "Say it, you're shameless."

Yang Yutong remained silent, her chest filled with grievances, making it impossible for her to remain speechless.

"Speak quickly!" Jiang Yuyan urged impatiently. When she saw that the other party still did not respond, she gave a wink to one of her henchmen and then slapped Yang Yutong across the face again.

"Speak!" Jiang Yuyan commanded after a slap, but after more than a dozen slaps, the timid girl still couldn't utter a single word.

The girl's cheeks were already red and swollen, and there was even a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, but she felt that the pain on her face was nothing compared to the psychological pain.

"For shameless people like this, we have to make them so shameless that I feel bad even hitting them." The girl who hit Yang Yutong spat at her.

Jiang Yuyan glared fiercely at Yang Yutong and said coldly, "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences." Then she winked at another follower.

Another follower immediately stepped forward and grabbed Yang Yutong's arms, while the girl who had hit her earlier tried to pull at Yang Yutong's clothes.

Yang Yutong struggled frantically, but it was no use. The girl who grabbed her arm was much stronger than her. Moreover, the girl who tore her clothes would come to her aid. In no time, her upper clothes were torn open, along with her underwear.

Jiang Yuyan took a picture of her with her phone, finally revealing a satisfied smile, and coldly said to her, "This is the consequence of your non-cooperation. You'd better remember this forever." After saying that, she left with her two henchmen.

Yang Yutong could no longer control her emotions and squatted on the ground, sobbing loudly. She didn't know how long she cried until it was dark, when she returned home dejectedly with tears in her eyes.

When she got home, her father was still at get off work. Her mother had passed away when she was 5 years old, and her father raised her alone. Because of his busy work schedule, he usually didn't get home until after 10 o'clock, so she usually cooked her own dinner.

But she had no appetite today. She took a quick shower and sat blankly by the window, but she couldn't help thinking about the scene after school. When she thought of this, tears of grievance flowed uncontrollably again.

Qiu Jie appeared at her window at that moment.

Qiu Jie was a boy she met two months ago. When she first saw him, he was thin and slovenly, his jeans were dirty, his face was pale as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he had messy hair, which reminded her of a stray cat in the park.

Given her introverted and timid personality, she would never have noticed such a boy. However, that day, when she was riding her bicycle and turning a corner, a small dog suddenly darted out. In a panic, she grabbed the handlebars and crashed straight into him.