1337: If She Can’t—Trash

If She Can’t—Trash

Leng Hanzhe knew Mu Ying as he was the son of long-time friends of Mu Ying's parents. He had liked Mu Ying since he was a boy and had been by her side protecting her.1

Around eight to nine years ago, Mu Ying was involved in a car accident and had been declared dead but Leng Hanzhe remembered that a crazed professor came and claimed that she was not on the day of her funeral.

That day, the burial ceremony did not happen and a few days later, Mu Ying was revived. It was just that since then, Mu Ying's eyes were cold and icy. Even her gaze on Leng Hanzhe was impersonal without any warmth.

Until today, Leng Hanzhe liked Mu Ying secretly, but when he talked to her, her replies were always distant like a stranger.

…

Back to the reality, a feminine silhouette flashed into sight suddenly when Leng Hanzhe pointed at the facilitating seniors from sophomore and senior years who were here with him.

Lin Shuya ran to a guy standing beside Leng Hanzhe who looked rather thin on the outside but was actually healthy and muscular like she was flying. She held the guy's hand in front of everyone and greeted joyfully, "Cousin, you're finally here! Heh!"

She was very loud when she said that, as if she wanted everyone in the world to know that this guy was her cousin.

The other students were quickly attracted by Lin Shuya's loud voice, especially when she had flaunted her cousin just earlier. Her elder cousin was an expert who was well trained in taekwondo, free combat and judo! Of course they were turning around to take a look at the guy when they heard Lin Shuya.

Because of that, Lin Shuya turned to Yun Jian triumphantly, thinking, 'You got nothing to say now huh?' She tipped her chin arrogantly.

"Han Ming, this is your younger cousin?" A guy standing next to Lin Shuya's elder cousin asked him after he glanced at the girl with a chuckle.

Han Ming was the name of Lin Shuya's elder cousin.

"Yeah!" Han Ming patted Lin Shuya's shoulder and barked a laugh, looking high in spirits like he was a winner in life.

Yun Jian and Lin Yuan who were standing at the side were blatantly ignored.

Yun Jian was dressed regularly today and she was sitting on the concrete with her head lowered, not letting anyone see her face, in order not to have any limelight on herself, so she was naturally overlooked.

It was then a farmer ran over limping from afar to the instructors who were standing not too far away from Yun Jian and cried for help, "Sir, sir, help! A wild boar as huge as two people has charged out from the mountain and we've never seen a wild boar so big! A few villagers were injured by it. Sir, help us…"

There were troops stationed in Banqiao Village all year long, so the villagers frequently went to the soldiers when they ran into troubles.

The instructors hurried toward the farmer when they heard him. One of them turned to Leng Hanzhe with his brows creased. "Hanzhe, you facilitators come along too. With your current abilities, all of you should be able to help a little!"

"Yes, sir!" Leng Hanzhe and the other guys answered.

The other students were alarmed hearing that there was a wild boar as big as two people.

"Yingying, I'll get going and come back soon," Leng Hanzhe turned to tell Mu Ying.

When Leng Hanzhe and the others turned to go after their instructors, a melodious voice of a girl rang, "I'll go too."

The facilitating seniors and the other students were taken back and turned to look at Yun Jian who spoke.

"You're a girl. Stay where you are. This isn't what you can handle," Leng Hanzhe said glancing at Yun Jian.

"Exactly. Stop trying to steal attention. Hah, people like you—" Lin Shuya seized the chance and quickly added to criticize Yun Jian.

Before she finished her sentence, Mu Ying suddenly got up and spoke haughtily, "It's just a wild boar and you guys say that she can't handle it? She could easily live up to six months in the Amazon rainforest when she had no tool and had to depend on her bare hands. If she can't handle a mere wild boar, all of you here are just trash!"

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