Chapter 55: Why Is Linlin Rewarding Her?

Her Nth bullying game was about to begin once again.

Linlin took a deep breath.

She took a step forward.

Xiran raised her head. Black hair slid down from her cheeks, revealing those dark, deep eyes.

The surrounding crowd fell silent, waiting to watch the show.

Then…

A while later.

The atmosphere under the banyan tree had become a bit strange.

Linlin was holding a small piece of clothing in her hand.

It was white, with a little bear printed on the front, surrounded by pink bow patterns.

This was Linlin’s own small clothing.

As for how this thing had ended up in her hand and become the key prop in the current situation, even Linlin herself couldn’t explain it clearly.

Anyway, while acting, it had somehow turned into this.

Xiran was kneeling in front of her.

Her whole body was filthy.

Mud mixed with grass scraps covered Xiran’s school uniform. Her arms and calves were covered in stains.

Her hair was messy too, with a few strands of black hair sticking to her cheeks.

She looked as if she had just crawled out of a mud pit.

But what Xiran was doing at this moment made the scene extremely… off.

She was holding Linlin’s small clothing and, according to Linlin’s instructions, making it dirty.

It wasn’t just a casual rub.

She was seriously pressing, wiping, and rubbing it in the mud, letting the dirt and grass juice seep into the fabric.

The surrounding audience exploded.

“Holy shit! This is way too perverted!”

“White Linlin actually made Xiran dirty her own clothes like that?”

“What kind of move is this?!”

“I knew White Linlin was ruthless before, but I didn’t expect her to be this creative…”

Whispers surged like a tide.

Linlin listened to these words with a blank expression on her face, but she felt a bit guilty inside.

She didn’t know why this idea had popped into her head either.

Just a moment ago, inspiration had struck.

Making Xiran dirty this piece of clothing—after all, Linlin really didn’t want to bully her directly.

Although she hadn’t done it herself, forcing someone to dirty her own intimate clothing…

It should be quite humiliating, and it felt a bit perverted.

And that was how it had turned into the current situation.

She secretly glanced at Xiran.

Xiran was still seriously smearing mud on the clothing. 

Her expression didn’t show whether she was satisfied or not.

Linlin herself wasn’t sure, but Xiran wanted her to become the villain, and she hadn’t really done much herself.

But judging from the crowd’s reaction, this time her performance should have been quite successful, right?

At least she had cemented the “pervert” label even more firmly.

But among the crowd at this moment, there was one pair of eyes that was different from everyone else’s.

It wasn’t excitement, shock, or disgust.

It was anger.

It was jealousy.

It was “why her?”

Jiang Niaoniao stood at the very back of the crowd, her fingers clenched so tightly that they turned white, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

She stared at Xiran and at that small piece of clothing.

Why?

Why could this control freak get Linlin’s “reward”?

That was Linlin’s clothing, something worn close to the body, carrying Linlin’s scent.

It should belong to her. 

It should be collected by her.

Jiang Niaoniao took a deep breath and suppressed the jealousy that was almost burning through her chest.

Now wasn’t the time. 

Linlin was still acting, and she couldn’t expose herself.

Meanwhile, Linlin suddenly felt a chill on her back.

She turned and scanned behind her but didn’t notice anything unusual. 

Probably just her imagination.

She was about to look away when suddenly—

“Linlin!”

A familiar voice came from the edge of the crowd.

Linlin froze completely.

Yuan Yiyi?

Hadn’t she told her to go back to the classroom and stay there obediently?

How had she ended up here?!

Linlin’s mind spun rapidly.

She couldn’t let her see this scene.

Absolutely not.

If Yuan Yiyi saw her “bullying” Xiran, then her previous “hero” image would completely collapse.

How could a protector also be a bully at the same time?

Without another word, Linlin turned and ran as fast as she could.

As she ran, she shouted, “I have something to take care of first! Gotta go!”

She even remembered to snatch back the small piece of clothing from Xiran’s hands.

Are you kidding? 

That was her own underwear—how could she leave it here?

Xiran was caught off guard by the sudden action. The clothing was gone from her hand. 

She lifted her head and watched Linlin’s retreating figure.

A trace of confusion flashed in those dark eyes.

Then it turned into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

She runs pretty fast.

The surrounding crowd exchanged glances. What was going on?

Why had White Linlin suddenly run away?

Yuan Yiyi pushed through the crowd and arrived at the spot where Linlin had been standing.

All she saw were messy footprints on the ground and Xiran kneeling there, covered in filth.

She was stunned. What had just happened?

That pink-haired figure running away so quickly—was that Linlin?

She subconsciously shouted in that direction.

“Linlin! Where are you going?”

Her voice echoed under the banyan tree. The fleeing Linlin obviously didn’t hear it.

But two other people did.

Xiran slowly turned her head and looked at the suddenly appearing girl with deep blue hair, a round face, and round eyes.

She looked a bit familiar. 

She thought for a moment and remembered.

Wasn’t this the bullied victim that Linlin had been asked to investigate last time?

What was her name again…

Yuan Yiyi.

Why was she looking for Linlin?

And calling her so affectionately?

Xiran’s gaze grew a little colder.

She stood up and brushed the dirt off her body.

Her movements were slow as she walked toward Yuan Yiyi.

At the same time, at the back of the crowd.

Jiang Niaoniao also raised her head.

She looked at the girl called Yuan Yiyi, then at Xiran who was walking toward her.

The corners of her mouth curved up.

Interesting. Another one trying to get close to Linlin.

She didn’t need to do anything. Xiran would definitely deal with her herself.

She could just sit back and watch the show.

Yuan Yiyi stood there, at a loss, watching the filthy black-haired girl walking toward her.