A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

Elite?

Shen Ye stared at the boy in front of him, whose face was full of superiority, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Reading it backwards would be more accurate.

He wasn't angry at all; in fact, he almost laughed.

This guy is obviously Chu Cihan's lapdog.

Why choose to fawn over anyone but Chu Ci?

All those who tried to get close to her in the past, in the end, were completely wiped out.

And elementary school students should focus on their studies; dating is for adults.

Chu Cihan is only eleven years old, not even a teenager yet. You're going to get a lot of electric shocks if you keep doing this.

Shen Ye inwardly grumbled, but outwardly remained calm, simply shrugging casually: "We don't seem to know each other."

"What does it matter? I just can't stand you bullying girls!" Cao Ziran puffed out his chest, raised his chin slightly, and struck a righteous pose.

His eyes were fixed on Shen Ye, as if he were sizing up some inferior creature.

"Pfft, hahaha—"

Shen Ye couldn't hold back and unleashed a move called "Milk Dragon's Stomach-Pumping."

If you want to show off, just say so. Going through all this trouble only made him laugh.

Despite the laughter, Shen Ye wasn't one to back down when others had shown him such obvious malice, so he immediately prepared to retaliate.

But someone is faster than him—

"What's it to you?!"

Chu Cihan almost shouted through gritted teeth.

The sound was extremely penetrating, drawing all the scattered gazes from the school gate.

The girl took two steps out from behind Cao Ziran, standing like a wall between the two boys.

She took quick, large strides, her skirt tracing an arc in the air with her movements.

Chu Cihan didn't even glance at Cao Ziran. She stretched out her small hand and grabbed Shen Ye's wrist, her fingers tightening so hard it felt like she was trying to embed him into her bones.

Then, with a sudden pull, he dragged Shen Ye directly behind him.

Her entire posture resembled that of a swan spreading its wings to protect its young.

His back was straight, his jaw was clenched, his chin was slightly raised, and his beautiful eyes were brimming with undisguised anger.

"Who do you think you are? You dare point fingers at my people?!"

"Take care of yourself before you criticize others! Have you gotten too cocky and started daydreaming because I haven't disciplined you properly these past few days?"

"Shen Ye may not be good, but he's still a million times better than a stagnant monkey like you who hasn't evolved properly and has absolutely no self-awareness!"

Chu Ci (Songs of Chu) is in full swing, with witty and clever remarks flowing freely.

Each word uttered carried a sharp shard of ice, swiftly and viciously striking Cao Ziran's face.

She spoke extremely fast, giving no one a chance to interrupt, and her expression was as cold as ice in the dead of winter.

That's intense?

Shen Ye was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He stood frozen behind Chu Cihan, forgetting to say a word.

And Cao Ziran, who was also criticized, needs no further explanation.

The young man stood there stunned, his mouth slightly open, his eyes unfocused, his face full of bewilderment and disbelief.

He seemed completely unable to believe that he was the one being scolded, and even looked around blankly to make sure that no one else was standing there.

Cao Ziran's expression only began to change after he was certain that Chu Cihan was referring to him.

His face turned pale and then flushed, his lips trembled, and his fingers shakily rose to point in Shen Ye's direction.

"You, you—you—"

Not a single word came out.

Two security guards appeared behind him without his noticing, grabbing his arms on either side with irresistible force, and together they lifted him toward the school gate.

Cao Ziran's feet left the ground, and his body was suspended in mid-air, swaying.

He opened his mouth and mumbled something indistinctly, but his voice was too soft and was blown away by the wind at the school gate.

"Don't let me see him at school again."

Chu Cihan spoke calmly, without a trace of emotion.

"Yes, Miss." Xu Dachuan jogged over and happened to hear this.

He took out his phone and started communicating with someone on the other end.

After Cao Ziran was carried away, the crowd gathered at the school gate gradually dispersed.

Actually, this isn't really big news—after all, Chu Cihan has a lot of people to criticize, so Cao Ziran isn't an exception.

Shen Ye stood still.

His gaze fell on the girl's profile. She hadn't turned around yet, and her shoulders were trembling slightly, showing that she hadn't completely calmed down.

The air was silent for several seconds.

"Um..." Shen Ye cleared his throat and tentatively spoke.

Chu Cihan turned her head slightly and looked at him quietly.

Those eyes returned to their usual cold and indifferent appearance, like a deep, dark spring, revealing no emotion.

"Can you let go of me first..." Shen Ye lowered his head, his gaze falling on his wrist, which was still being gripped.

Chu Cihan was taken aback.

She seemed to realize that she was still holding onto the other person, her slender fingers suddenly loosened, and her soft little hand abruptly withdrew, as quickly as if she had been burned.

A faint red mark remained on her wrist, with the positions of her five knuckles clearly visible, indicating just how much force the girl had used.

The air fell silent again.

Shen Ye coughed lightly, rubbed his wrist, and tried to find a topic of conversation: "Ahem..."

Chu Cihan didn't speak, but just lowered his eyes, staring at the tips of his shoes, his lips slightly pursed, as if he was deliberately avoiding something.

"Uh, well..." Shen Ye hesitated for a moment, then took half a step forward, her voice very low, "What does 'my person' mean?"

Chu Cihan's ears turned visibly red for a moment, the redness spreading from the tips of her ears all the way to her auricles, standing out against her fair skin.

She turned her head and slapped Shen Ye across the face, pushing him away forcefully: "Get out of my way."

Shen Ye was pushed backward and stumbled half a step.

But once he regained his footing, he immediately grinned and leaned back, saying, "Tell me, tell me, what do you mean? How did I become your person?"

"Annoying."

Chu Cihan pushed him again, but this time the force was much lighter than before, and her fingertips only symbolically touched his soft face.

Shen Ye was pushed away, then leaned in again, then was pushed away again, then leaned in again.

After several rounds of back and forth, the girl simply stopped pushing.

She turned her head slightly, letting Shen Ye stay beside her, her gaze fixed on the treetops not far away.

Chu Cihan didn't know why he was helping him.

When Cao Ziran cursed Shen Ye, a surge of anger welled up from the bottom of his heart without warning, and he couldn't suppress it.

She didn't even have time to think before her body moved.

That feeling...

It's like having a treasure you've guarded for so long being casually dug up and gossiped about by others.

On what grounds?

Does he fit too?

Chu Cihan found it quite laughable.

Even though Shen Ye was the one who did something wrong, and even though I was the one who was hurt, I still couldn't help but stand up for him when I saw him being harassed.

"Maybe I'm just a masochist," the girl said, biting her lip.

She didn't want to continue like this—it was all so ambiguous and sticky; she'd be easily swayed by his coaxing one day, but the next she'd be furious about it.

I'm so fed up with this back-and-forth feeling.

Let's just make everything clear today.

"You, come with me."

Chu Cihan beckoned to Shen Ye with his finger, then turned and walked towards the black Maybach not far away.

"oh oh!"

Shen Ye's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he eagerly followed after them.

He caught up with the girl, taking two steps at a time, and as she bent down to get into the carriage, he opened the other door as well.

Shen Ye bent down and climbed into the back seat, closing the car door behind him.

With a soft "bang," all the noise and bustle at the school gate was shut out.