Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack
Chapter 275 - 257: The ‘Bloodbath’ Caused by an Apple (Part II)

Chapter 275: Chapter 257: The ‘Bloodbath’ Caused by an Apple (Part II)

"I went, yes, bringing apples, you knew about this?" Luo Qianqian blinked then her expression darkened, sensing the situation was complicated, "Did someone say something?"

He Wenyu nodded, "I knew it was targeting our dorm, otherwise the girl from Class One wouldn’t have been the first to speak." Remembering what those girls had said made He Wenyu laugh, so she came back to confirm, "All three of you went to give them at the sports field?"

"What exactly did they say?" Luo Qianqian nodded, pursed her lips, it must be either Shiyu from our dorm or Chu Yu, "Gu Yanzhi and Qiao Xiyang were by their dorm, in front of the snack shop, and my second brother was under the tree at the training field."

"They must have been talking about your brother, that’s too coincidental. The other two really have no way to refute it, yet surprisingly, there really isn’t anything there." He Wenyu sneered dismissively, contemptuous of the idiots who spread messages without clarification, still trying to frame others? "That’s settled then, let’s go back to the dorm and have some cake."

"So what exactly was said?" Luo Qianqian looked at He Wenyu, her face showing frustration, having asked for so long without an answer, was she trying to maintain a sense of mystery or what? And surprises too? But thinking carefully, if it involved Luo Yanhai, it must definitely be about some romantic issue, right? Realizing this, Luo Qianqian’s lips curled into a smile, genuinely afraid Luo Yanhai would punch someone if he heard this.

"You’ll know in a bit." He Wenyu looked at Luo Qianqian’s hair styled in buns, thinking there really was no break in this saga, spotting a girl upstairs approaching them, He Wenyu scoffed, "When I catch something solid on her, she’ll kneel down and call me grandma."

What kind of hobby is that? Luo Qianqian shook her head, grandma indeed, isn’t it enough that she’s usually called little auntie grandma?

As soon as she had finished speaking, she saw girls from different dormitories on the same floor walking by, staring at Luo Qianqian’s hair for a long time before suddenly stopping, their faces filled with mockery, "Was it you, lonely and desperate to find a boyfriend last night?"

??? Lonely and desperate? Her? What kind of joke was this? A boyfriend? She had indeed seen boyfriends displayed at the opening of a mall, does that count? A woman in her twenties being called desperate and lonely??? And that too in this not yet fully developed body?

"No mistake in seeing that, look at the hair." Now, the bun hairstyle mostly incorporated a sponge rolled into the hair to make it appear fluffy, but Luo Qianqian, twisting it twice, had styled it using her skills from a past life. In fact, calling it a topknot would be more accurate.

Luo Qianqian realized they were being photographed as soon as the two took out their phones. At that moment, her phone rang. It was a message from Luo Yanhai, also a multimedia message that just contained two photos. The first one was taken by someone behind them capturing their backs as they sat side by side. The second was more intriguing, a profile shot, unexpectedly not of Zhao Shiyu or Chu Yu, but someone adorned with pink bubbles not looking too familiar.

He Wenyu looked at the photos on Luo Qianqian’s phone, somewhat astonished, "Really crafty." Photographing the photographer who was photographing them, that certainly was interesting. But seeing Luo Qianqian’s expression wasn’t joyful, he leaned closer, his cheeks instantly flushed, he dropped a comment, "Nice angle." Then he entered the dorm, vaguely seeing through the glass that He Wenyu was gulping down water. Understandable, seeing that nowadays one would switch channels or divert a child’s attention from kissing scenes on TV shows, his embarrassment was natural.

Actually, the second photo wasn’t anything significant, just a picture of two people kissing, clicked slightly earlier than when she arrived.

Luo Qianqian yawned, covering her mouth with her hand, looking disdainfully at the two people, "Excuse me, please."

"What kind of attitude is that?" a girl complained about Luo Qianqian’s demeanor, "What makes you think you can order us around with your enticements?"

"There’s an old saying in our country, ’A straight post doesn’t fear a crooked shadow.’ There’s another old saying, ’A good dog doesn’t block the path.’" After saying this, she entered the dorm. Those who loved spectating and couldn’t distinguish right from wrong, Luo Qianqian couldn’t be bothered to explain, instead using that time to study the suspect.

"You!" The girl pointed at Luo Qianqian, about to say something but seeing Luo Qianqian stop in her tracks.

"Just to remind you, the male protagonist in the rumor is a military man. Spreading rumors to tarnish a military man’s image can get you detained administratively." Having said this, she entered the dorm and slammed the door shut, the door snapping shut with a bang, causing a gust of wind that paled the faces of the two girls outside, gaining the curious stares of passersby.

"Qianqian, let me see the photo." Chu Ci said. He Wenyu had just come in and briefed her about the situation. Chu Ci got angry after hearing it, thinking that such relentless efforts to tarnish Luo Qianqian’s image was indeed something Chu Yu would do.

Luo Qianqian handed over her phone, looking indifferent, "It’s okay, my brother can handle this. We just have to wait for the result." But inside, she clenched her fists, thinking, "Damn it, how dare she frame me? Is she tired of living? Do they really think I’m a dumpling everyone can knead?"

"This was Chu Yu’s close friend from junior high." Chu Ci put down the phone with an apologetic look in his eyes, "Qianqian, I’m sorry for getting you involved."

"Knowing who it is is enough. Besides, there are even more explosive photos here." Luo Qianqian curled her lips into a smirk.

He Wenyu touched his arm, suddenly feeling goosebumps and a chill all over.

"Qianqian!!!" Li Qi also came back in a rush, "Look at the photo!!!"

As he spoke, he handed over his phone, displaying a photo of Luo Qianqian and Luo Yanran from the back.

"The shot is quite good, showing the man’s tall and upright stature, and the woman’s petite and exquisite figure," said Luo Qianqian as she let down her hair, undoing the bun she had been wearing all day and tying her hair into a low ponytail, "So what?"

Seeing the smile on the girl’s face, Li Qi immediately understood. Not to mention that the photo was blurred and it was hard to tell who the two people were; even if the photo had been clear, she knew the identity of this upright-looking person, and she smiled, "The pixels aren’t great; otherwise, it could even be used as a screensaver."

"By the way, do you know who posted it first? Who did they say the male lead was?" Luo Qianqian hooked her lips, hoping they’d say it was Luo Yanhai so she could enjoy seeing her brother lose his temper and get protective, just like a cat with its fur standing on end.

However, at that moment, the one with fur standing on end was not Luo Yanhai but the group leader opposite him, "What? Trouble after just one day? Aren’t you afraid that if rumors spread too much they might become true?"

"Damaging the image of a soldier can lead to imprisonment," Luo Yanhai said lightly. "What’s wrong with my sister bringing me something to eat? In Capital City, I used to knock on doors to wake people up early, and no rumors spread about that. These teenagers are just too idle."

"So, what are you planning to do? If this gets out..."

"Gets out? How would it get out?" Luo Yanhai shook his head. "Just keep your mind at ease. I’ll handle it; if I can’t, my younger uncle can." Saying this, he curved his lips.

The group leader shuddered when he heard Luo Yanhai’s last words; the Luo family’s second son, the Killer God of the military—was he someone the group leader could afford to provoke?

"This matter must be resolved within 24 hours; otherwise, you better pack your bags and go back. My humble temple can’t accommodate your grand presence," the group leader said helplessly, shaking his head. Luo Yanhai nodded, saluted, then left the room. As soon as he stepped outside, his expression grew grim. "These high schoolers have too much free time? Seems like they need a good training session."

The person who took the photo didn’t know that this photo, when passed among classmates, not only brought him a penalty but also tripled the whole school’s training load, making it extremely tough.