Reincarnation: From Opressed Missy to Campus Belle

When Song Xueyun saw him struggling with opening a water bottle, she felt a pang of hurt in her hand.

Why must this boy suffer so much?

She grabbed the water bottle from his hand and opened it for him before passing him the bottle back.

That idiot!

Lu Xuan raised his eyes to glance at her blandly and took the bottle. No words were passed between them. No words were needed between them either. They were sitting there for a few minutes after taking the medicines as suggested by the doctor.

“Ah Xuan, you have a bruised rib,” Song Xueyun couldn’t control herself anymore and said, “How are you going to handle it? You need to stay at the hospital.”

Actually, Lu Xuan was hurt enough to stay a night at the hospital but he was behaving as if he wasn’t crawling in pain. It was obvious to her that he was greatly hurt but was feigning as if she couldn’t see anything.

“I’m fine,” Lu Xuan said like he wasn’t dying in pain.

“You are not–”_.

Before Song Xueyun could put some words of knowledge in his head, he looked at her with the best puppy eyes he was capable of showing and uttered.

“Xueyun, can I stay at your house for a few days? I heard that your mom had accompanied your father for his university work?”

He had everything under his control. He would coax Song Xueyun to let him stay at her home and this way he would avoid the prying eyes of his family members.

“How can you stay at my home?” Song Xueyun asked him in surprise.

“Just like I did all the other times when your parents were not home,” Lu Xuan replied, nonchalantly.

“We were young back then!” Song Xueyun insisted.

“What changed now?” Lu Xuan asked as he looked at her. She looked the same to him. What was different now? He couldn’t understand at all. Once again, he squinted his eyes to look at her in order to know if anything had changed.

Ah, the result was the same as ever.

It was impossible making him understand common sense. Leave his IQ. Even his EQ was lower than Lu Xun’s.

Song Xueyun raised her brow as she began speaking, “What will you say at home? And why can’t you go home and rest? Wouldn’t it be better if someone at home knows you are not well and they will take care of you?”

“Song Xueyun, is it important to ask questions?” Lu Xuan asked, laughing.

Ah, but the ice princess was not laughing, merely narrowing her eyes at him, waiting for him to give her a strong argument.

“You forget who my father is?” Lu Xuan said, laughing sarcastically. “Lu Zhaolin. The lawyer who would do anything to restore justice in the society.”

[Yes, Lu Xuan’s dad has an unhealthy obsession with justice.]

Taking a slight pause, he went on, “If he gets to know that his son had beaten two kids and broken their bones, he is going to throw me into jail. Last time, grandma came and I was bailed out after five hours. But this time, even she won’t be able to save me.”

Last time, when he was sent to jail by no one else but his father for getting into a fight after getting drunk his grandmother came to save him.

What about this time?

The boys he had beaten last time weren’t seriously injured but this time they have fractured legs. As someone who was quite familiar with bone injuries, he knew that their bones wouldn’t heal pretty soon.

“You can always tell the truth–”

Lu Xuan gave her a half-smirk as he asked, “And what’s truth?”

Song Xueyun sighed. That was it. Lu Xuan had won the case.

“Fine, you are staying with me for a few days. But what will you tell grandmother?” said Song Xue Yun.

“That I’m going to live with my buddies as I feel suffocated at home?” Lu Xuan asked. This was the best excuse that he could use. It wasn’t like his father or stepmother would check up on him. They didn’t even have time to take care of his baby. How were they supposed to pay the minimum attention a child deserves from their parents?

Lu Zhaolin was busy becoming an embodiment of justice when Song Yifei was trying to uphold her perfect image of a virtuous wife.

Both of them were becoming something that was only a part of their life so diligently that they completely forgot how there were more parts they had to work on.

“Let me buy all the medicines and oils that are written in the prescription,” said Song Xueyun as she asked him to wait for her. “Ah, please don’t slap your cards. If your father gets a message where you spend the money, he is going to lose his mind.”

“Then, how are you gonna pay?” Lu Xuan asked.

Song Xueyun merely smiled and didn’t say anything.

When she returned after buying the medicines, she said, “The doctor said you have to come to the hospital every two days for a week for your regular checkup. And you can’t avoid the check-up.”

“Whatever,” Lu Xuan muttered as he stood up with her help. She was holding him tightly while leading him out of there. “How are we going to your place?”

“Nanxian will drop us at my home,” Song Xueyun merely said. She didn’t notice how his face hardened at the name while his body stiffened for a moment before going back to normal.

Lu Xuan didn’t say anything at this moment. When he reached the parking lot, he saw a charming lad standing there against a car. He had an urge to roll his eyes. This Young Master had a lot of free time and money on his hands. Why couldn’t he use it for some useful purposes?

Like scraming the hell out of there.

Or maybe minding his own business.

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