Master Qin’s Real Young Lady Is Gorgeous And Flirty

Lu Rongrong's expression stiffened.

She had actually forgotten about the surveillance cameras in the classroom.

After all, no one had bothered to review the footage since they were installed.

If the headmaster and class teacher found out that she had provoked the situation, her complaint would be meaningless.

Lu Rongrong grabbed her mother's arm and shouted, "Mom, my hand hurts so much, it must be broken, it's killing me!"

Mrs. Lu's expression changed abruptly, and she hurriedly said, "Rongrong, let's go to the hospital first!"

Nan Yan saw that Lu Rongrong wanted to escape at the last moment, but she couldn't let her have her way.

"Lu Rongrong, your hand looks perfectly fine, not swollen or red. Does it really hurt?"

The headmaster and class teacher also looked at her hand that she was holding.

There was no trace of swelling or deformation, no visible sign of injury.

However, she kept screaming in pain and they couldn't say she was pretending.

"It hurts... of course it hurts..." Lu Rongrong pretended to be in pain, even squeezing out a few tears from her eyes.

Mrs. Lu's heart ached as she coaxed her anxiously.

However, Nan Yan smiled faintly and said, "Since you've been sitting here for so long without any problem, a couple more minutes won't hurt. Don't worry, I'll check the surveillance footage quickly."

She looked at the class teacher and asked, "Is it alright, teacher?"

"Yes, go ahead and check," the class teacher replied.

She also wanted to get to the bottom of the matter. Even though she didn't like Nan Yan, campus bullying was taken very seriously in an elite school like theirs.

Lu Rongrong gritted her teeth and glared at Nan Yan.

Even though she wanted to leave, she couldn't.

Otherwise, it would be as if she were guilty.

However, it was Nan Yan who had hurt her hand in the first place, and her hand still hurt!

Thinking about this, Lu Rongrong no longer felt guilty. Regardless of anything, it was a fact that Nan Yan had physically attacked her.

Nan Yan sat beside the class teacher's computer, rapidly typing on the keyboard.

Her speed was so fast, almost reaching an illusory level.

The headmaster looked at her in a solemn expression. 𝒃𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡．𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Alright, class teacher, headmaster, and Mrs. Lu, please look at the monitor for the truth of the matter."

Nan Yan brought up the surveillance footage and turned the screen towards them, playing the captured video.

The video started from the moment the class ended when the students gathered around Nan Yan's desk.

Suddenly, Lu Rongrong rushed over and raised her hand to strike Nan Yan.

However, Nan Yan grabbed her hand, causing her to cry out in pain.

The slight movement Nan Yan made on her wrist couldn't be seen in the surveillance footage.

All they saw was Nan Yan gripping Lu Rongrong's wrist, Lu Rongrong screaming in pain, and then screaming again when Nan Yan released her hand.

"After seeing this, it's obvious who the aggressor is, isn't it?" Nan Yan rested her chin on her hands, smiling wickedly.

Lu Rongrong gritted her teeth and angrily said, "I didn't hit her, but she injured my hand! Not even my own family bear to lay a hand on me, yet you, a country bumpkin, actually dared to hit me!"

With the truth of the matter now revealed, Lu Rongrong not only showed no remorse but became even more arrogant.

This scene made the headmaster and class teacher's faces turn ugly.

The class teacher glanced at Nan Yan sitting at the computer desk and sighed, "Mrs. Lu, what do you think we should do?"

"My daughter is right. Even if my daughter wanted to hit her, she shouldn't have fought back. What's my daughter's identity compared to hers?" Mrs. Lu was unreasonable, completely biased towards her own daughter.

The headmaster and class teacher had not expected this.

The headmaster coughed and reminded, "Mrs. Lu, the current fact is that your daughter hit someone first, and Nan Yan was merely acting in self-defense."

He advised, "Since your daughter's hand is fine, let's just drop it."

"Why should we drop it?" Mrs. Lu retorted fiercely. "Today, she must apologize to my daughter, otherwise, this matter won't end!"

"You can discuss that with the police," Nan Yan said, waving her phone, which displayed the contact page of the local police station.

"You... you called the police?" Mrs. Lu widened her eyes, her expression turning unpleasant, as if she had eaten a fly.

"Since you can't resolve this matter, then let the police handle it and bring justice to the situation," Nan Yan stated calmly.

"And, Lu Rongrong." Nan Yan approached Lu Rongrong, raising an eyebrow and smiling mischievously. Suddenly, she extended her hand towards Lu Rongrong's face and swung a slap.

Lu Rongrong screamed in fear and raised her hand to block the attack, flailing her arms in panic.

"With such swift movements, it seems like you didn't get injured at all," Nan Yan commented.

Lu Rongrong froze and lowered her hand, realizing that Nan Yan had already retracted her hand, watching her with a theatrical expression.

The headmaster and class teacher also noticed Lu Rongrong's agile wrist movements, and their expressions grew serious.

"Lu Rongrong, are you pretending to be injured, deliberately framing An Nanyan?"

"No... it was her... my hand was in excruciating pain before, and I couldn't move it at all. I'm not lying! Mom, I'm really not lying!" Lu Rongrong pleaded desperately.

Unfortunately, seeing her reaction, everyone concluded that she was faking her injury. No one believed that her hand was genuinely hurt before.

"Now that it's just a misunderstanding, let's drop it. This trivial matter isn't worth involving the police," Mrs. Lu changed her attitude and looked at Nan Yan with a friendly expression. "What do you think, Student An?"

Nan Yan's smile contained a hint of coldness as she replied, "Why should we just drop it? Mrs. Lu, you previously mentioned that bullying on campus should result in expulsion."

"Everyone here heard that, didn't they? Including the headmaster and class teacher?"

A trace of severity flashed in Mrs. Lu's eyes.

This despicable girl dared to be so ungrateful even when she was being kind to her.

She had even taken the initiative to speak nicely to her, yet she still had the audacity to be so aggressive.

The class teacher hesitated and said, "Nan Yan, this matter isn't that serious. How about this, I'll have Lu Rongrong apologize to you, and we can let it go like that?"

The Lu family held significant influence in Jin City, and it wouldn't be a good thing to offend Mrs. Lu.

"I won't apologize! She was the one who hit me. Why should I apologize?" Lu Rongrong angrily retorted. "An Nanyan, don't think that just because you've become more attractive, the An family will start valuing you."

"No matter how much you change, you can never compare to An Muyao. She is the true heiress of the An family. You're not even worthy of being her shoe servant."

After Lu Rongrong finished her outburst, she turned and ran outside.

Mrs. Lu glared fiercely at Nan Yan and hurriedly followed her.

The class teacher couldn't help but shake his head. "Nan Yan, is it worth offending the Lu family just to prove a point?"

"You're unharmed, and Mrs. Lu already gave you an opportunity to resolve it peacefully. It would be much better to let this matter go, but you insist on escalating it," the class teacher reasoned.

"Class teacher," Nan Yan called him in a calm tone.

"It was because I didn't stand up for myself in the past that everyone bullied me. From now on, no one will be able to bully me even slightly."

"This matter isn't over yet. I've reported it to the police, and they will be coming soon. I'd appreciate it if the headmaster and class teacher could assist in receiving them."

Nan Yan looked at their stunned expressions, waved her hand indifferently, and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the classroom."