The almighty daughter pretends to be weak and seeks a big boss to back her up.

Qian Zhuyue glanced at the water on her body angrily and looked directly at the source of the sound. She wanted to see who was so bold?

A few steps away from them, a girl wearing military training uniform stood there casually.

Qian Zhuyue couldn't help being shocked when she saw Nan Yu.

The person a few steps away from her was only wearing the simplest military training uniform. There was no trace of powder on his face, but he silently killed all the girls present.

Including her who got up early in the morning and put on exquisite makeup.

Qian Zhuyue always thought that her appearance was outstanding, and with the blessing of the makeup she put on so hard in the morning, she could rival Yan Xi, the cool goddess from the medical school.

She felt that she might be on the school beauty list.

However, the moment she saw Nan Yu, she felt that everything she had done was in vain.

She has been using cosmetics all year round, and she can naturally tell at a glance that Nan Yu has nothing on her face, not even the most basic sunscreen, but her skin is so fair.

In an instant, infinite jealousy surged into Qian Zhuyue's heart.

She stared at Nan Yu angrily, "Who are you?"

Nan Yu's face was calm, in sharp contrast to Qian Zhuyue's rage, "Medical school, Nan Yu."

Qian Zhuyue was startled, "Are you Nan Yu?"

Is she the Nan Yu who is very famous on campus forums recently? That dark horse on the school beauty list?

Didn’t some people on the Internet say that her photos were retouched? Why do you look better in person than in photos?

But what's the use of looking good, if you don't look poor, Qian Zhuyue glanced at Nan Yu's clothes with disdainful eyes.

I don’t know where I got the street stall stuff from.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhuyue's original confidence returned, and she said to Nan Yu arrogantly: "Did you splash the water just now?"

Lan Xinnuo, who was on the side, was also confused by the sudden water. When she saw the bucket at Nan Yu's feet, she knew that she must have poured the water.

But she didn't see any information on Nan Yu's face that it was her who poured the water. She just stood there with her arms folded, chewing candy slowly in her mouth, with an indifferent and calm look on her face.

It was as if the water just poured was not hers, as if the destroyed newspaper and Qian Zhuyue's wet and dripping clothes were not her masterpiece.

There was no expression on her face that she had done anything bad, although she didn't do anything bad, it was just revenge.

Lan Xinuo couldn't help but give Nan Yu a thumbs up. Why didn't she think of doing this just now?

Nan Yu chewed mint candy, nodded casually, and replied, "It's me!"

Qian Zhuyue didn't expect that she could admit it so frankly, and with such an indifferent attitude.

In the eyes of everyone, this is a silent and naked provocation.

Qian Zhuyue said angrily: "How dare you do this? Who asked you to do this? This is what we worked so hard to draw."

Qian Zhuyue looked behind her. The blackboard newspaper they had spent nearly half a day drawing was now even messier than the colorful drawing board after she splashed it with a bucket of water.

"I made me do it."

Nan Yu walked towards Lan Xinnuo and handed her a rag, "Lan Xinnuo, wipe off the dirty things on it."

dirty stuff!!!

Qian Zhuyue was in disbelief for a moment. She actually said that what they painted was dirty things?

She came in with the top score in her major. Now, looking at the entire Imperial College, no one is better at painting than her. This person actually said that what she painted was dirty?

Lan Xinnuo admired the current Nan Yu, he was so handsome. Naturally, she would listen to whatever she said.

Upon hearing this, Qian Zhuyue wanted to stop their movements, "Why do you do this?"

Nan Yu directly hit her hand with an object.

Qian Zhuyue only felt a dull pain in his hand.

Nan Yu stared at her coldly, "Why, do you have any objections to us cleaning our medical school's own things?"

Qian Zhuyue covered her hands and gritted her teeth: "Nan Yu, this is Imperial College, not a place for you to run wild. How dare you attack me."

Nan Yu curled her lips, "If you don't stretch your hand too far, that thing won't be able to hit you."

Qian Zhuyue: "My hands are used for painting."

Xia Shuyun, who was next to Qian Zhuyue, also interjected: "That's right, Zhuyue's paintings are very famous, and many people are vying to buy them."

Qian Zhuyue has been extremely talented in painting since she was a child. She has sold several works before going to college and is now a well-known young painter.

Of course, his father's support is also indispensable.

"You hurt her hand, can you afford to pay for it?"

Lan Xinuo responded directly: "Her hands are precious. The hands of us medical students are used to treat diseases and save people. Aren't they precious? When you hurt Mao Nianzhen, why don't you think about whether you can afford the compensation?"

The people on the other side laughed a few times when they heard this. Xia Shuyun looked at them disdainfully, "We can't afford to pay?"

"She, Mao Nianzhen, painted like that. What's so valuable about it?"

"Zhuyue's father is a famous entrepreneur in the imperial capital. Who is she, Mao Nian? Can her hands compare with ours, Zhuyue?"

"What's so valuable about a poor person?"

Lan Xinnuo was angry, "Damn it! Since when does a person's value need to be judged based on whether her family has money?"

"Is she great if she has money? Is she more noble than Mao Nianzhen if she has money?"

Lan Xinnuo said, looking at Xia Shuyun with contempt, "You don't look like a rich person, no wonder you are so diligent in marrying Miss Qian."

Xia Shuyun was anxious when he heard this, "What are you talking about?"

As soon as Lan Xinnuo's words came out, the expressions on the faces of several people present were a little unclear.

Qian Zhuyue was admitted with the top score in her major, and she was already somewhat famous.

In addition, her family is extremely wealthy, so many people are vying to curry favor with her.

The most attentive among them was none other than Xia Shuyun. Xia Shuyun felt the strange looks from around him, and a sense of embarrassment suddenly surged into his heart.

She stretched out her hand and was about to hit Lan Xinnuo, "Lan Xinnuo, go to hell..."

Lan Xinnuo saw Xia Shuyun's claws suddenly reaching out to her, and she couldn't dodge them for a moment.

Just when she thought she was finished, the expected pain did not come.

Lan Xinnuo saw Xia Shuyun's hand being intercepted by Nan Yu, stopping just a few centimeters away from her face.

Lan Xinnuo felt lucky for a moment. She saw that the nails on Xia Shuyun's hands, which were only a few centimeters away from her, were so long. If it really fell on her face, it would be considered a minor disfigurement.

Xia Shuyun felt the pain from her wrist and wanted to break free from Nan Yu's shackles, but she couldn't break free. Moreover, the more she struggled, the worse the pain became.

"Nanyu, let go..."

Nan Yu looked at her coldly, "Didn't you just say that the hands of people without money are not valuable?"

"Then if I cripple your hand now, it won't be a big deal."

"After all, your painting skills are probably not good, and they are definitely not as good as the famous painter next to you."

Nan Yu's words were both a mockery and a threat to Xia Shuyun.

Xia Shuyun saw the coldness in Nan Yu's eyes and was instantly frightened.

It was hard for her to get into Imperial College. In order to stay well here, she had been fawning over Qian Zhuyue.

If Nan Yu had her hands disabled, she would have nothing.

Her parents will definitely beat her to death.

Xia Shuyun looked at Qian Zhuyue asking for help, "Zhuyue, please help me."

Qian Zhuyue looked at Nan Yu and said, "Nan Yu, if you cripple Xia Shuyun's hand, I will definitely go to the school to report you. You will not be able to stay at Imperial College by then."

Hearing this, Nan Yu curled her lips and revealed a wicked smile, "Okay, then go report it now."