Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

Mu Xueqing had been feeling uneasy for the past few days.

The older sister, Mu Yurou, suddenly brought back 100,000 yuan, saying she borrowed it from a classmate. But when asked about the specific details, the older sister always hesitated and avoided eye contact.

The senior that Li Jiaying introduced?

Mu Xueqing pressed for details about which senior it was, but Li Jiaying was vague and only told her to ask her sister herself.

This deliberate concealment set off alarm bells in Mu Xueqing's mind.

She knew her sister well; she was gentle and filial, and might do something foolish for her grandmother's sake.

Today is Saturday, and my sister suddenly went out, saying she wouldn't be back until tonight.

Mu Xueqing was careful and told her sister in advance that she also had a tutoring session in the afternoon and would be returning to the dormitory later.

In fact, she took leave and secretly followed Mu Yurou.

She watched her sister get on the bus and arrive at the entrance of that "stress-relieving massage parlor" that looked expensive.

Mu Xueqing's heart sank instantly.

A massage parlor? What kind of part-time job is this place, sister?!

She resisted the urge to rush in and see what was going on, but was stopped by the security guard at the entrance.

"Miss, do you have an appointment?" The security guard looked her up and down, his eyes scrutinizing her.

"I...I'm looking for someone." Mu Xueqing tried her best to remain calm.

"Who are you looking for? You can call her and have her come out to pick you up." The security guard said matter-of-factly.

Call up?

Wouldn't that alert the enemy?

Mu Xueqing quickly shook her head: "No...no need, I'll wait for her outside."

She retreated to an inconspicuous corner across the street, waiting anxiously, her eyes fixed on the clubhouse entrance.

Time ticked by, and every extra minute felt like torture.

Her mind was in turmoil, with all sorts of bad thoughts coming to mind.

Will my sister be bullied? Will she...?

Mu Xueqing dared not think any further and could only silently pray that her sister would not do anything foolish.

Two and a half hours later, just as Mu Xueqing was about to be driven crazy by her own wild thoughts, she finally saw her sister walk out of the club.

However, to Mu Xueqing's dismay, her sister did not come out alone!

A tall man was walking beside her. Although they were some distance apart, Mu Xueqing could tell that the man had an extraordinary air about him and was dressed very elegantly.

What chilled her to the bone even more was that her sister actually followed that man to a black Mercedes-AMG parked on the side of the road, and then... got into the passenger seat!

How could my sister get into a strange man's car?!

What is their relationship? And that 100,000 yuan... could it be...?

Without time to think it through, Mu Xueqing was driven by intense worry and anger. She immediately rushed to the roadside and hurriedly flagged down a taxi.

"Master, follow that black Mercedes up ahead!" Mu Xueqing pointed at Su Yifeng's car, her tone urgent.

The taxi driver glanced at her lazily and asked curiously, "Little girl, what's wrong? What if you get into a car accident?"

"That's my boyfriend's car up ahead. He cheated on me!"

"Catching someone in the act?"

The middle-aged driver's eyes lit up: "Young lady, hold on tight! I'm the racing legend of Mount Akina, I definitely won't lose you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the gas and followed.

……

At 10:30 p.m., Su Yifeng parked the car smoothly on the side of the road near the school gate.

"Let's get off here."

"Okay, thank you, Boss Su," Mu Yurou replied softly, quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out of the car.

She stood by the roadside, bowed slightly to the car window, and watched as the black Mercedes-AMG disappeared into the traffic without stopping. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and turn to walk towards the school gate.

At night, the tree-lined path leading to the dormitory area was sparsely populated, and the streetlights cast her shadow long and short.

A cool evening breeze blew by, causing her to instinctively pull her coat tighter.

The shameful and long two hours in the massage parlor were still lingering in her mind, as were Su Yifeng's handsome but mischievous face.

Just then, a trembling, uncertain male voice called out her name from behind.

"Mu... Yu Rou?"

Mu Yurou paused, turning around in confusion.

In the dim light of the streetlights, she could see the face of the person who had come up to her. It was Wang Yuan, a classmate who had worked part-time with her in the cafeteria.

"It's you?"

Mu Yurou was a little surprised, but still greeted her politely, "It's so late, haven't you gone back to your dorm yet?"

However, after confirming that it was indeed Mu Yurou and hearing her familiar voice, Wang Yuan...

The last glimmer of hope on his face vanished completely, replaced by a look of anger and despair at being deceived.

He saw Mu Yurou get out of a black Mercedes-Benz luxury car that looked very expensive from a distance!

Wang Yuan had always secretly liked Mu Yurou. In his heart, Mu Yurou was gentle, strong, and beautiful. Most importantly, she was different from the girls at school who fawned over rich kids!

He had inquired about it indirectly and learned that Mu Yurou said she wanted to focus on her studies in college and had rejected many suitors with good prospects.

This made him secretly happy. He felt that Mu Yu was virtuous and had the perfect ideal partner. As long as he silently protected her, there would always be hope after graduation.

But now... he saw her get out of the luxury car with his own eyes!

"Why did you get out of a Mercedes just now?"

Mu Yurou blushed slightly and casually said, "That's my part-time boss. He thought it was too late and offered to take me back to school."

Wang Yuan's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger and disappointment. He took a few steps forward, closing in on Mu Yurou:

"What kind of boss? Huh? One who needs to take you back to school late at night?"

Mu Yurou was somewhat bewildered and angry at his sudden questioning; she felt that Wang Yuan was being too nosy.

"Wang Yuan, I don't think I need to report to you who I'm with or what I'm doing, do I?"

"As expected... Heh, just as I thought!"

Wang Yuan gave a bitter smile, his eyes turning somewhat frightening. His long-held affection seemed to crumble at this moment:

"Acting all high and mighty! Saying he prioritizes studying! But behind your back, he's nothing more than...nothing more than...stirring fires!!!"

He became agitated, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Mu Yurou's shoulders, shaking her violently.

"Why?! Why did you pretend to be innocent and deceive my feelings?! How are you any different from those gold diggers?!"

Mu Yurou was shaken until she was dizzy, her shoulders aching from his grip. She was both shocked and furious: "Wang Yuan! Let go of me! Are you crazy?!"

She tried to struggle, but a girl's strength was no match for a man's.

In the midst of this chaos—

"Bang!"

A heavy schoolbag whistled through the air and slammed into Wang Yuan's cheek!

"Ah!" Wang Yuan cried out in pain, instinctively letting go of his hand, covering his face and staggering a step.

Suddenly, Mu Xueqing appeared beside him, her eyes coldly fixed on Wang Yuan.

Without any further ado, before Wang Yuan could even react, she suddenly raised her leg and delivered a precise and ruthless kick to his groin with her sneaker foot!

"Well--!!!"

Wang Yuan let out a short, painful groan, clutching his groin tightly with both hands, curling up and kneeling on the ground. His body convulsed from the excruciating pain, and he couldn't even scream.

"Sis, let's go!"

Without even glancing at Wang Yuan on the ground, Mu Xueqing grabbed the wrist of the still-shaken Mu Yurou and turned to run quickly toward the dormitory.

The two sisters quickly disappeared at the end of the tree-lined path shrouded in night.

Wang Yuan was left lying on the asphalt like a boiled shrimp, writhing and convulsing in agony.

He groaned in pain.

"Ah...ah ah..."

It appeared particularly clear and tragic in the quiet night.

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