102: Swooning Over Young Master Yin

Swooning Over Young Master Yin

Mu Xiaoxiao forced out a laugh and said embarrassingly, "Your imaginations are too wild…" 2

She felt a little stupid. How did things turn out like this?

If word really got out that she was the culprit, and with so many girls swooning over Yin Shaojie, it would be insane to deal with all of them as they would drown her with just their saliva.

Strangely, she felt a chill down her spine, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Adding the murderous glares from the three girls, the chillness in the air was exceptionally intense.

Just at this moment, the phone in Han Xue'er's hands rang. The girls looked at each other, at a loss.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt a strange foreboding. Who would be calling at this time? Could it be Lu Yichen? If it was Lu Yichen, it would still be fine, but if it was…

Han Xue'er saw the name of the sender and was stunned for a moment. Then she said, "I-It's Young Master Jie? How could it be?"

The two girls were also in shock and looked like they couldn't believe it.

"How could it be? How could this woman have Young Master Jie's phone number!"

They only needed to answer the call to find out if it was actually him.

Han Xue'er looked grim, but she made a decision. She swiped the screen and answered the call.

"Mu—Xiao—Xiao!" a stern howl sounded from the phone.

This voice was too familiar to them. It was the voice of the man they swooned over.

"It's Young Master Jie. It's really him!" the two girls screamed unbelievably as they were holding onto Mu Xiaoxiao's arms. At this moment, they were still foolishly infatuated and couldn't help but get excited from just hearing Yin Shaojie's voice, and they had the look of fascination on their faces.

Mu Xiaoxiao was startled to see their love-struck faces.

Do you have to be so dramatic?

Indeed, Yin Shaojie looked rather exceptional. But they couldn't be so infatuated just over his voice, could they?

Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly had a realization. Just as the two were loosening their grip on her, she snatched her phone from Han Xue'er and sped towards the stairs.

"She ran!" Before they could react, Mu Xiaoxiao was already downstairs, and they couldn't catch up.

One of the girls chased until she was huffing and puffing. Her hands were supporting her waist as she asked Han Xue'er, "Miss Xue'er, are we just going to let her go? Why does she have Young Master Jie's phone number? I can't accept that!"

Han Xue'er was fuming and gritting her teeth as she glared at Mu Xiaoxiao's figure running far ahead.

"I won't let it go just like this. In any case, if she is still in this school, where can she possibly run? Unless she stops coming back to this school, when we meet her again, it will be the end of her!"

"But… She has Young Master Jie's phone number. Could they be acquainted? If we were to punish her, do you think…"

"Shut up!" Han Xue'er shouted fiercely. "She must have schemed her way into obtaining Young Master Jie's phone number. I don't believe that Young Master Jie would fancy her! She's nothing! Even if I punished her to death, who would even care!"

The two girls nodded in agreement and took the chance to suck up to her, saying, "Yeah. With Miss Xue'er's status, why would she need to fear that little slut? We'll punish her hard next time!"

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Mu Xiaoxiao had run far away. Though there was no one chasing, she wouldn't dare to stop. Upon reaching the Year Three's school block, she panted heavily as she held herself against the wall.

At this moment, her phone rang again.

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