Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother

Regarding the incidents of fighting and dating young, Lu Yang clarified that the fight was for self-defense and to protect her classmates. As for dating at a young age, it was purely Jin Yao’s one-sided pursuit of her.

Lu Yang would not sit idly by waiting for clarification if there were any misleading rumors about her.

Lu Yang was a complex yet simple person. Some may say she was selfish, cold, and emotionless like a robot, but she was actually kind, gentle, and helpful to those in need. However, some may also say she is like a sun, full of warmth and vitality, yet indifferent to her own injuries and able to handle them without expression.

Lin Xinmeng had witnessed Lu Yang fighting before, but she was scared and only dared to steal occasional glances.

On a dark night with only stars and moonlight, in the dimly lit streets, a bully smoked a cigarette and challenged the person in front of him, boasting, “Even if a god comes, I’ll beat Jin Yao’s parents until they don’t recognize him!”

Under the orange-yellow streetlamp, Lu Yang’s facial features were reflected in the bully’s eyes. The bully threw away his cigarette and smiled, “But you look pretty. If you promise to be my girlfriend, I’ll let this guy go.”

Although Lu Yang’s expression was unclear, her words were oppressive. “Whether you’re a school bully or a world conqueror, if you disturb my normal life, either shut up and go away or lie down and roll away.”

A clean and neat fight with contemptuous silence.

The teacher saw her as a model student, her classmates saw her as a star, and the older students saw her as a weak and easy-to-bully girl from a good family. But at this moment, she was fierce, rebellious, and wild.

As a result, Lin Xinmeng automatically placed Lu Yang in the group of bad students.

The long-absent system spoke up: “I feel like your IQ and umbilical cord were cut short together.”

Lin Xinmeng was rendered speechless and argued. “She is so good at fighting, it’s obvious that she often gets into fights. If someone who gets into fights often is not a bad student, then what is?”

“If you speak like a human, have you become an adult?” the system sneered. Lin Xinmeng asked, “Are you saying I’m not human?”

“The mudfish thinks it’s seafood just because it touched some seawater,” the system retorted.

Lin Xinmeng remained silent.

“The world is not black and white. For example, someone drugged Zhou Moli and you took advantage of it, he would think you were the one who drugged him,” the system continued.

“You turned the script of having everyone love you into trash. I’ll give you 365 blessings and let you deal with it yourself. I’m so done.”

Lin Xinmeng glanced at Zhou Moli, who was beside her, and bit her lip until it turned white.

He wouldn’t believe that she was innocent. What could she do?

Zhou Moli, who had witnessed the whole incident, frowned and his gentle eyes were filled with confusion.

He had a feeling that Lu Yang had gone easy on him, because all she did was hold down Huo Beiqu in the water.

Lu Yang had been gone for too long. Lu Mingyu learned from a waiter that she had gone to the pool with Huo Beiqu. He hurriedly went to look for her, and when he saw her, he quickened his pace and asked sternly, “Yangyang, why did you go with that guy Huo Beiqu? Did he bully you?”

Looking at Lu Mingyu’s angry expression, Lu Yang suddenly exclaimed,

“Mingyu, you look even more handsome now that I haven’t seen you in a while.

Did you secretly get a new hairstyle?”

“Is that so?” Lu Mingyu ruffled her hair and smiled. “Am I so handsome now that I’m unparalleled and can move heaven and earth?”

Lu Yang decisively replied, “If you don’t speak, you definitely are!”

Lu Mingyu furrowed his brow and complained, “Yangyang, I haven’t hit middle age yet, and you’re already finding fault with me.”

He stated, “I’m in my youth, at the height of my beauty and talent, with a scholarly spirit and a commanding presence, yet my sister complains about my chatter.”

He went on, “The world has become such that life is no longer worth living!” Lu Yang was at a loss for words.

Not only has he hit middle age, but modern poetry has also emerged.

“Lu Yang!”

A sweet and not cloying voice, chimed, and Lu Yang and Lan Mingyu turned to look.

Pei Yiwu was wearing a light-colored dress. Her long hair was slightly curled, and she was wearing light makeup. However, she looked like a peach blossom in season when she smiled.

Since their meeting at the bar, Lu Yang and Pei Yiwu have become more familiar with each other, perhaps because of their shared views and interests, or perhaps because of their different thoughts and hidden intentions.

Pei Yiwu chuckled. “We are really fated, aren’t we?”

“Yes.” Lu Yang averted her gaze, then smiled. “You look really beautiful today with your outfit and hairstyle..”