Chapter Thirteen: If Xiangyu Could Be His Wife

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Li Qiang feared that the sound of crying might drift all the way to the school, where the teachers on night patrol and security duty could hear it. Irritated, he tossed away his cigarette and stepped forward to kick Ye Nuoxin.

“If you cry again, I’ll beat you to a pulp first. You bastard, how dare you mess with me?”

Ye Nuoxin immediately lowered her voice to quiet sobs; she didn’t want to get beaten badly.

“Qiang-ge, I didn’t mean to lie to you. I’ve been trying to persuade Xiang Yu. Once she accepts you, I was going to give her everything.”

Li Qiang scoffed angrily and slapped her on the head again, making her ponytail go askew.

“Do you think I’m stupid? I turned a blind eye before because I really liked Xiang Yu. I took a liking to her, so I gave you a chance to stir trouble. But I never expected you to lie to me and publicly slander Xiang Yu. How dare you treat the girl I like that way? I’d rather beat you to death!”

Ye Nuoxin cursed inwardly—damn that treacherous Xiang Yu, and damn Li Qiang, that arrogant fool who thought himself deeply in love.

She sniffled softly, “I know I was wrong, Qiang-ge. I’ll compensate you for everything, and I’ll give you an extra fifty yuan.”

Li Qiang sneered and patted her head mockingly. “What good’s an extra fifty? You destroyed Xiang Yu’s feelings for me. Because of you, there’s no hope left between her and me. You ugly freak—so hideous and wicked, no one would want you even if I gave you away.”

He unleashed his scorn, venting his anger on Ye Nuoxin.

She felt the bitterness grow inside her, and poisonous thoughts began to stir.

Holding her head in her hands, she whispered, “Qiang-ge, I have an idea that can get you Xiang Yu.”

Li Qiang kicked her again, though with much less force this time. “Enough with your tricks. Xiang Yu probably hates you the most. Return my stuff, pay me five hundred more, and we’ll call it even. Otherwise, don’t expect a peaceful graduation. There’s still a month left, and I have plenty of ways to make you suffer.”

This was the solution he had long considered.

His crush had no chance, and after being played around, he needed some form of compensation to feel better.

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Ye Nuoxin cursed Li Qiang for being a brainless coward, but still put on a pitiful act. “Qiang-ge, I mean getting the person Xiang Yu will be with.”

Li Qiang froze for a moment. What did she mean—getting the person she’d be with?

Nearby, a pimply, sleazy-looking boy got a little excited and elbowed Li Qiang. “Qiang-ge, you know, that thing we looked at sometimes.”

Li Qiang recalled those extreme images and involuntarily pictured Xiang Yu’s face. Damn, he immediately felt his blood boil and his heart race.

He harshly smacked Ye Nuoxin’s head. “Are you crazy? That’s illegal. You’re nothing but a lowlife. Xiang Yu is cursed to have a friend like you.”

Tears welled in Ye Nuoxin’s eyes. “I’m only thinking of you. You like Xiang Yu so much, and graduation is coming soon. She’s going to work somewhere else, and in two or three years, she’ll marry someone else. You’ll have nothing to do with her for the rest of your life.

If you get to her first, then pay a bride price, her parents will definitely marry her off to you. After all, it’s already a done deal.”

Li Qiang felt a chill run down his spine.

This girl was truly wicked.

Yet, he couldn’t help but feel a strange itch inside.

If Xiang Yu could be his wife, he’d be willing to do anything.

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Xiang Yu’s looks and figure could rival a movie star.

Li Qiang was torn and hesitant.

He lit another cigarette, thinking it through carefully.

Before, he had never considered what would happen with Xiang Yu in the future. He only wanted to win her over so he could show off to everyone how beautiful his girlfriend was.

He imagined going to a bar with her, hugging, kissing—nothing more.

He hadn’t thought beyond that.

Mainly because he never dared to think he could actually be worthy of a fairy-like beauty such as Xiang Yu.

Deep down, he believed he couldn’t catch her.

But now, a real chance was placed before him.

His heart ached with desire.

Indeed, once graduation came, Xiang Yu would no longer be the school beauty but just an ordinary working girl. At that point, marrying her might be better than others could offer.

After graduation, he planned to learn to operate an excavator from his uncle, and once skilled, he would earn at least six thousand yuan a month, able to give her a good life.

Besides, she was so poor at studying, with no particular talents besides her looks. What’s wrong with him being a good match for her?