After rebirth, the real daughter became a popular figure by relying on internal competition

They all looked at Yan Juexia.

Yan Juexia stared blankly at the pink package of strawberry milk in his hand.

It was still intact and not twisted by the fight.

Even icy.

Someone in the crowd laughed: "Pfft!"

More and more laughter sounded: "Yo~~~~"

“Ouch~~~~~”

“So sweet~~~~~~~~”

Yan Juexia's face instantly turned red, and he looked at the crowd in shame and anger: "What's the sweetness? It's just milk! You have never seen milk!"

The follower laughed in the crowd: "Prince, we have seen milk before, but this kind of milk is the first time we have seen it!~"

The classmates burst into laughter: “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

Yan Juexia was like a ripe tomato, shaking his fist and saying, "I'll beat you up! Get out of here!"

The followers ran away with grins on their faces, and the classmates who came to watch the fun also dispersed one after another.

Several excited female classmates walked and discussed: "Li Zhiyin is so handsome when he fights!"

"Yes, those long legs are longer than my life, and they kick people without mercy! Although I feel sorry for the two young masters of the Li family, she is more handsome than them!"

"She did it in one go, without any delay! So cool, okay? I declare that she is my husband from now on!"

"She looked so queenly when she stepped on the two young masters just now! So A!"

"I don't think so. I think the most beautiful scene was when she walked back to give Yan Juexia milk. I will definitely take this scene to my grave!"

"I'm going to kill this cold-blooded fighting machine and her delicate little prince!"

"Sisters, think about that scene. When she was kicking someone, she was still holding strawberry milk in her skirt for her sweetheart! During the fight, she might have to take care of the strawberry milk to prevent her baby from not drinking it!"

"Ahhhh how can this not be love! This is clearly love!!"

"Stop talking, I can't just eat it!"

Yan Juexia lowered his head, his body tense, and deliberately avoided listening.

But the sounds of excited discussions seemed to have grown legs and automatically entered my ears.

His mind kept recalling the scene just now.

Li Zhiyin forcefully stuffed the milk in with his hand wrapped around his tie.

His face was very hot, "I'm going to go out for a while."

Li Wuyou looked at Yan Juexia's departing back, then looked at the Li brothers: "Brother..."

Li Xinghao and Li Yanlang didn't want to pay attention to her: "You really disappoint us. We trusted you so much and thought it wasn't you who did it, but you actually did this."

The color on Li Wuyou's face faded, and he wanted to explain: "I——"

Without waiting for her to say more, the two men stood up dejectedly, covered the painful area and walked away.

Li Wuyou was in so much pain that he couldn't move and could only watch them leave helplessly.

Li Xinghao was furious as he walked out of the cafeteria: "How could Wuyou do such a thing? Mom said last night that Wuyou was pretending, is she really pretending?"

Li Yanlang didn't say anything and took out his cell phone to look for someone.

Li Xinghao: "?Brother, what are you doing?"

Li Yanlang was looking for a contact person he could use: "In today's incident, we protected Wuyou. Wuyou did hurt Li Zhiyin, and we were also part of the group that hurt her, so we have to compensate her for her pencil case."

Li Xinghao was ridiculous: "We hurt Li Zhiyin? It was Li Zhiyin who hurt us! Look at how she beat us! I feel like there are her footprints on my forehead."

Li Yanlang: "It's not a feeling, there are footprints on your forehead."

Li Xinghao: “?”

Li Yanlang paused while typing and said coldly, "We were beaten because we couldn't beat her, not because we were willing to be beaten by her, right?"

Li Xinghao choked and hung his head in dejection: "Yeah, that guy is really good at fighting, he's just a lunatic, but she's the victim, so it's only right that he hit her hard."

She was not actually as strong as him, but she was agile and knew how to attack his weaknesses that he could not see.

No wonder she is so talented.

What would have happened between them if he had grown up with her?

-

Li Zhiyin sat on the sofa in the medical room with his eyes closed.

The long-haired man, wearing narrow black-rimmed glasses, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and looked at her quietly.

Li Zhiyin's straight legs were bent, and the ink-black pleated skirt spread smoothly along her thighs.

The tight and slender calves were wrapped in ink-colored mid-calf socks, and further down were spotless black loafers.

She looked tired, with her head leaning against the sofa, one hand covering her eyes and the other hand hanging on the side of the sofa.

The hand wrapped in a navy blue tie was bleeding silently.

No one knew that she was injured in that battle as well.

She was like a lone wolf licking its wounds, quietly easing the discomfort.

He licked his lips unconsciously.

Observing her closely like this, I discovered that Li Zhiyin is not only physically perfect, but also beautiful in appearance.

Even his words and actions were in line with his wishes.

Just a little younger.

Six years younger than him.

Li Zhiyin suddenly put down the hand covering her eyes and looked at him impatiently: "Didn't you say that I was injured and needed to be treated quickly? Why haven't you come to treat it yet?"

The long-haired man came back to his senses from his admiration and frowned in annoyance.

Why is he stunned again?

He picked up the iodine, walked up to her and took off her tie.

The skin on her joints was broken.

Even the tie was a little damaged.

When he saw this scene, his face changed slightly: "Those two boys have been modified with prosthetics, and part of their bodies are made of iron. You are fighting with iron, don't you feel pain?"

Li Zhiyin closed her eyes and said simply, "It hurts."

He was surprised: "You're still hitting me even though it hurts? Can't you wait until you get a prosthetic body before hitting me? Haven't you heard that it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge?"

Li Xinghao and Li Yanlang limped to the door of the medical room. When they heard these words, they stopped and listened carefully.

Li Zhiyin also opened his eyes and glanced coldly at the long-haired man.

Her eyes fell on his name tag again.

Xiao Cheng.

When Xiao Cheng saw her glaring at him coldly, he realized that he had said too much and lowered his head to disinfect her.

If you don’t like what he says, then just don’t like it. What’s with that look?

It seems like she dislikes him.

He is the world's top prosthetics expert. Who wouldn't be respectful to him when he is outside?

Xiao Cheng was resentful and used some force, rubbing the iodine cotton ball on the back of her hand.

Li Zhiyin seemed to feel no pain and suddenly said, "The things that Meng Xiaoyu and Li Wuyou destroyed were gifts given to me by my relatives before they passed away."

Xiao Cheng paused, then quickly slowed down his movements.

Li Xinghao and Li Yanlang were surprised.

That pencil case?

Li Zhiyin looked at the magpies flying outside the window and said, "She saved money for a long time before she died and bought me this pencil case for me to use at school. She hoped that I could see the gift she gave me as soon as I looked up while studying. I promised her that I would use it as long as I could go back to school."

"I shouldn't have kept my promise."

Li Zhiyin frowned slightly: "It's my fault."

Xiao Cheng was stunned.

Outside, Li Xinghao and Li Yanlang leaned against the wall and lowered their heads in self-blame.

"How come it's your fault!" A sharp young voice sounded.

The Li brothers looked behind them in surprise.

Yan Juexia didn't know how long he had been standing behind them. Unhappily, he walked around them and went straight into the infirmary: "It's Li Wuyou's fault. Why are you blaming yourself? I won't allow you to blame yourself!"