Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

Two more classes passed, and it was almost noon.

Yang Qianlu sat in her seat, twirling a pen in her hand, but her mind was wandering.

"Pretentious..." she thought to herself, trying to dispel the inexplicable unease with disdain.

What can she do? Is Lin Anran going to eat me?

Anyway, the teacher didn't do anything to them, and they hadn't done anything wrong.

Thinking about it this way, she straightened her back slightly and felt less stifled.

Just then, a girl named Lin Lu, with whom she usually had a good relationship, walked straight towards her seat.

Yang Qianlu saw an acquaintance and wanted to complain to her about Lin Anran.

But Lin Lu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and her eyes held an anger she had never seen before.

Lin Lu walked up to Yang Qianlu's desk, and without saying a word, stretched out her hand, her tone harsh and clearly hostile:

"Give me back the book I lent you!"

Yang Qianlu was stunned, and the smile on her face froze.

She looked at Lin Lu's outstretched hand, then at her clearly angry face, and was somewhat taken aback:

"What's wrong with you?"

As she spoke, she quickly pulled the book out of the table and handed it over.

Lin Lu snatched the book from Yang Qianlu, hugged it to her arms, and without even glancing at Yang Qianlu, simply snorted and said angrily:

"Don't talk to me again! Oh, and by the way, your hairstyle is awful too!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, returning to her seat on the other side of the classroom, where she slammed her book heavily onto the table.

Yang Qianlu was completely stunned. Her hand holding the pen froze in mid-air, and her expression was one of utter astonishment and bewilderment.

Hairstyle...ugly?

How did she know that?

She did complain to others before that Lin Lu's new haircut was ugly, but... how did Lin Lu herself know?

She was completely baffled. The awkwardness she felt because of Lin Anran hadn't dissipated yet, and now she was feeling even more annoyed.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at another girl, Li Wei, who was sitting diagonally behind her and whom she usually hung out with.

"Li Wei, what happened to Lin Lu? She..."

Li Wei was looking down at her book when she heard Yang Qianlu call her. She looked up, her face expressionless, but her eyes revealed a kind of disdain.

She sized Yang Qianlu up and down, letting out a short, cold laugh through her nose, her tone strange and sarcastic:

"Oh, you're actually willing to talk to me? I thought my face was too long and made you uncomfortable, so you didn't bother with me..."

These words struck Yang Qianlu like a bolt from the blue.

She froze, her blood seemed to rush to her head, and her ears were ringing...

Is Li Wei also one?

This... she knew about what she was saying behind people's backs?!

What on earth is going on?!

Yang Qianlu's face turned pale instantly, then quickly flushed red.

Her lips trembled as she tried to explain or deny, but looking into Li Wei's eyes, filled with mockery and disappointment, all the words stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single one.

"I...who...who told you that?!"

Li Wei snorted again, her disdain deepening. She turned her head away, no longer looking at Yang Qianlu, her voice low:

"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place. You know that perfectly well. Don't talk to me anymore, you're so annoying!"

Yang Qianlu sat there blankly, the pen in her hand falling onto the table with a "clatter" and rolling to the ground, but she didn't even pick it up.

Several gazes were cast over from the surroundings, filled with inquiry, curiosity, and even a hint of schadenfreude.

She felt a burning sensation on her face, as if she had been slapped several times in public.

She turned her head stiffly, her gaze instinctively drifting to the other side of the classroom, to where Lin Anran was.

Lin Anran was sitting sideways, chatting with her classmate next to her.

Yang Qianlu's heart suddenly clenched, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand...

It must be Lin Anran!

She definitely did it!

Yang Qianlu was so angry that her whole body was trembling slightly.

In just one morning—no, for only two class periods—she was as if stripped naked and thrown into a bustling marketplace.

Those complaints she had secretly made behind her back were thrown back at her face, one after another.

She didn't even dare to think about what Lin Anran had said in front of others.

Does everyone already know?

At noon, lunchtime arrived, and the cafeteria was bustling with activity.

Yang Qianlu held the tray, her fingers turning white from gripping it so tightly, her gaze sweeping across the crowded throng.

From a distance, she saw Lin Lu, Li Wei, and two or three other girls she usually got along well with, sitting together eating, chatting and laughing.

Yang Qianlu quickly adjusted her expression, trying to appear as natural as possible. She carried her tray over, pulled out the empty chair next to Lin Lu, and was about to sit down...

"This place is taken."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Lu didn't even raise her head. She reached out and pressed down on the empty chair, her voice cold and filled with undisguised rejection.

Yang Qianlu froze, her smile vanished instantly, leaving only an embarrassing paleness.

She stood there, holding her tray, completely stunned, her face full of embarrassment.

Yang Qianlu picked up her tray, turned around and left, her steps quick and heavy, almost running away from the area that made her feel so ashamed.

Anger, shame, resentment, and a hint of panic mingled together in my heart.

Like an enraged wild beast, she rampaged through the crowded cafeteria, her eyes frantically scanning every table, searching for that figure.

Finally, in the most secluded corner of the cafeteria, by the window, she saw it.

Lin Anran and Shen Yu sat side by side, eating quietly.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on them, creating a scene so beautiful it was almost blinding.

Lin Anran was eating her meal in small bites, occasionally glancing up to whisper something to Shen Yu, a faint, gentle smile on her lips.

Shen Yu would nod slightly, or pick up a piece of food for her.

That unique tranquility and tacit understanding between the two of them was like a knife, piercing Yang Qianlu's heart.

Why? Why is she here, abandoned by everyone, publicly humiliated, and pointed at like a clown, while Lin Anran can act as if nothing happened, enjoying her time with Shen Yu and laughing so happily?

Didn't the teacher punish them? Didn't they separate them?!

All reason and all scruples vanished at that moment.

Yang Qianlu, carrying her tray, stormed over aggressively, with only one thought in her mind...

She wanted to know the details!

"Bang!"

Yang Qianlu slammed her plate heavily onto the table in front of Lin Anran and Shen Yu.

Lin Anran and Shen Yu looked up at the same time.

Shen Yu frowned slightly, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

He put down his chopsticks and leaned forward slightly, an instinctive protective posture, shielding Lin Anran beside him.

Lin Anran remained calm and showed no surprise. She put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then looked up at Yang Qianlu.

Her eyes were calm, a deep and unfathomable calm that made Yang Qianlu feel somewhat powerless.

"Lin Anran! What do you mean?! How did you find out about all that?! Why did you tell Lin Lu? Why did you tell Li Wei? Now they're ignoring me! Are you satisfied?! Are you out of your mind?!"