Han Juyou seemed to suddenly remember something important. She took Shangguan Yurou by the hand and asked, "Xiaorou, what is your full name?"
Shangguan Yurou frowned and asked in bewilderment, "My full name is Shangguan Yurou. What's wrong?"
Shangguan Yurou?
Nangong Ye?
Han Juyou silently repeated these two names to herself.
She suddenly recalled the last thing Liu Muye had said to her on the day of freshman registration:
[You are not allowed to approach Nangong Ye, and you are not allowed to harm Shangguan Yurou. If you run into any trouble at school, you can always come to me; I will help you. Remember my name—Liu Muye.]
What did it mean to not approach Nangong Ye?
And what did it mean to not harm Shangguan Yurou?
How could Liu Muye have known that she would meet these two people after starting school?
The more Han Juyou thought about it, the more frightened she became. A chill ran down her spine, and the hair on her arms stood on end.
For some reason, she had an ominous premonition. She felt that Liu Muye was a terrifying person, as if... he knew a great deal of things?
A moment later, Han Juyou calmed down. A peculiar gleam flashed in her beautiful and mysterious fox-like eyes.
She muttered inwardly, "Liu Muye, what kind of secrets are you hiding, and why are you trying to get close to me?"
The more mysterious something was, the more it piqued a person's curiosity, especially for a clever woman like Han Juyou.
If Liu Muye, having transmigrated just the first day, hadn't acted like a fool and blurted out those words in a moment of impulse, perhaps the two of them would never have crossed paths. But now that was impossible, because he had already entangled himself in karma with Han Juyou. From a certain perspective, he had successfully caught her attention.
Shangguan Yurou asked in return, "Xiaoju, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Han Juyou came back to her senses, waved her hand, and said, "It's nothing."
"Alright."
Shangguan Yurou nodded and bent down to pick up the shards of glass on the floor.
Han Juyou quickly stopped her, saying, "Hey, hey, how can you pick up glass shards with your bare hands?!"
"Then what should I do?" Shangguan Yurou looked up at Han Juyou.
Having lived as a pampered young lady for nearly twenty years, Shangguan Yurou had hardly ever had to even hold a cup at home, let alone deal with a shattered glass.
Looking at Shangguan Yurou's utterly clueless expression, Han Juyou said with some astonishment, "You use a broom and a dustpan to sweep them up and throw them in the trash can, of course."
"Oh, oh~"
Shangguan Yurou nodded. Following Han Juyou's instructions, she went to the balcony to fetch a broom and dustpan to clean up the broken glass, though she was somewhat clumsy in her work.
Lying on the bed with a sprained ankle, Han Juyou watched her awkward movements and felt tempted to just get up and clean up the broken glass herself.
Han Juyou asked, "Haven't you ever done chores like this at home?"
Shangguan Yurou immediately explained, "Ah, well... my parents only care about me studying hard; they never let me do these kinds of chores."
"Is that so? Your parents are really good to you, then." As Han Juyou said this, she looked at Shangguan Yurou's fair, tender hands, unable to entirely conceal the envy in her eyes.
"Beep, beep~~"
Right at that moment, Han Juyou received a phone call. "Alright, got it."
After hanging up, Han Juyou scrambled out of bed.
Shangguan Yurou, who had just finished cleaning up the broken glass, immediately asked, "Xiaoju, what are you doing?"
"I need to go out for a moment," Han Juyou said as she slipped on her slippers.
Seeing her limping, Shangguan Yurou said, "Your foot is like that, and you're going downstairs by yourself? I'll go with you!"
"No need, I'm fine, I can manage by myself."
With that, Han Juyou didn't even give Shangguan Yurou a chance to help her, and she quickly limped out of the dormitory...
Nangong Ye had limited mobility and couldn't go downstairs himself to print the meeting materials needed for the afternoon, so he had asked Liu Muye to print a copy for him at the convenience store across from the dorms.
Just as Liu Muye walked out of the convenience store, he saw a man and a woman arguing downstairs by the women's dormitory across the street, with a crowd gathered around watching.
That female student was... Han Juyou!
Standing across from Han Juyou was a middle-aged man who was gesturing wildly and shouting at her.
"I told you, I don't have a single penny! Stop pestering me!" Han Juyou shouted angrily at the man.
The man pointed at Han Juyou and roared, "I don't believe you! Your mom must have secretly slipped you money, otherwise how would you afford to go to a prestigious university? Hand the money over right now!"
With a cold expression, Han Juyou said with bitter resentment, "I was admitted on a special scholarship, my tuition is waived, and I don't have a single penny on me right now."
The man waved his arms and said, "No money? If you don't have money, why are you studying? Go find a job and make money! Let's go, come with me to withdraw from school."
With that, the man reached out to grab Han Juyou's arm.
Han Juyou immediately took a step back, her eyes bloodshot as she growled, "Even if I have to work odd jobs, I won't give you a cent! Unless I'm dead, don't even think about getting a single penny from me!"
"Damn you, you little bitch!" The man's vicious nature was fully exposed. He raised his hand and swung fiercely at Han Juyou, yelling, "You're just as much of a bitch as your mother!"
Startled by the man's sudden move, Han Juyou instinctively closed her eyes. With her injured leg, she had no way to dodge the middle-aged man's slap.
Just as she stood there with her eyes closed, waiting for the blow to land, she was suddenly yanked forward. Her center of gravity shifted backward, and she fell into a warm embrace.
Someone had saved her?!
Han Juyou slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a face both familiar and strange—Liu Muye! It was him again!
"Who the hell are you?" Liu Muye asked coldly, staring at the alcohol-breathed middle-aged man opposite him. "How dare you run wild at Silia Business School?"
"Who am I?" The middle-aged man's face twitched as he pointed at Han Juyou in Liu Muye's arms and said, "I'm her old man!"
Hearing this, Liu Muye frowned.
In his arms, Han Juyou immediately stood up straight, tugging at the corner of his jacket as she said, "This is none of your business. Just go."
"No way!" Hearing that, the man immediately protested, "You just hugged my daughter. If you don't fork over a thousand or eight hundred today, I'm calling the police to report you for sexually harassing my daughter."
Hearing her father's words, Han Juyou's eyes turned bloodshot, and she cursed angrily, "Get lost! You lunatic! If you keep causing a scene at my school, I'm calling the police!"
"Hah, you want money, is that it?" Liu Muye looked at the middle-aged man and let out a cold smirk. He pulled his wallet from his pocket, grabbed a handful of cash, and asked, "Is this enough?"
"Whoa!" The man's eyes widened at the stack of bills in Liu Muye's hand, and his attitude changed in an instant. "Enough, enough, plenty."
"Great, here you go!"
"No, don't give it to him!" Han Juyou immediately cried out to stop him.
The middle-aged man shouted instantly, "You little bitch, this is none of your—"
"Smack—!"
Before the man could finish his insulting remarks toward Han Juyou, Liu Muye swung the fistful of cash directly across the man's face.
"Whoosh—!"
Banknotes fluttered down all over the ground. The man didn't even care that his face stung from being struck by the money; he dropped to his knees and scrambled to pick up every last bill, then grinned broadly and said, "Thank you, Boss! You're so generous! Do whatever you want with my daughter, haha!"
"Screw your ancestors!"
Liu Muye hadn't been angry at first, but hearing Han Juyou's father utter words no human being should ever say, his fury instantly flared up. He rushed forward and kicked the man straight in the stomach.
The man was knocked flat onto the ground, but even then he didn't forget the money, clutching the cash for dear life and refusing to let go.
Even after being kicked, he arrogantly cursed, "You dare kick me? Just you wait, I'm going to the police!"
Liu Muye showed no mercy, delivering several more vicious kicks to the man lying on the ground.
Had campus security not arrived in time to pull the man away, Liu Muye might have literally kicked him to death today.
The man was carried away by four security guards.
Liu Muye turned to the remaining guards and said sternly, "Remember this man's face. If anyone ever lets him into Silia again, you can pack your bags and get lost."
The security guards nodded submissively and replied, "Understood, Young Master!"
Han Juyou stood frozen in place, staring blankly at Liu Muye, a complex array of emotions swirling within her seductive, fox-like eyes.
Liu Muye, just who on earth are you?