When the Female Lead Becomes Obsessive – Chapter 37

Volume Two: Those Years When I Was the School Bully

Formidable Female Lead

“This student is practically living in the school clinic,” the school doctor remarked teasingly, looking at the familiar face. “Since school started, this student has already been here quite a few times, hasn’t she?”

Wen Nuan, looking at Song Ci’s deathly pale face, asked, “Doctor, she has period pains. Should we give her a painkiller shot?”

“No need, I have ibuprofen here. Let her take some first.” The school doctor took out the medicine and poured a cup of hot water, handing it over. “Give this to her, then let her sleep for a while, and she’ll be fine.”

Wen Nuan made way for the school doctor. “Doctor, you do it.”

The school doctor paused for a moment. “…Alright.”

Seeing Wen Nuan about to leave, she asked, “Where are you going?”

“I’m not needed here anymore. Why should I stay?” Wen Nuan asked, puzzled.

The school doctor pointed at Song Ci. “You’re not going to look after her?”

Wen Nuan: “….”

It wasn’t that she wouldn’t look after her, but rather that she didn’t dare to.

She looked at the still unconscious Song Ci. “Sorry to trouble you, Doctor. I still have to get back to class.”

The school doctor: “…Alright, you can go back.”

She couldn’t delay a third-year high school student, after all, especially with the Gaokao coming up soon.

Wen Nuan walked out of the school clinic, but instead of returning to her classroom, she went to the back alley behind the library.

A few students were still sneaking cigarettes there in the back alley. Seeing Zhao Wen Nuan arrive, they all greeted her.

Wen Nuan leaned against the wall and simply smoked a cigarette.

“Tongzi, what’s the Female Lead’s Blackening Value now?” Wen Nuan asked.

System: 【The Female Lead’s Blackening Value is currently 6.】

It had decreased again.

It seemed that dealing with Yu Zitong back then did help in lowering the Blackening Value.

Song Ci’s Blackening Value had dropped quite a bit during this period.

Next, she just needed to appear less in front of Song Ci.

So, Wen Nuan planned to start skipping classes. Anyway, the school teachers weren’t managing the third-year students’ freedom too strictly now, especially hers.

Wen Nuan stubbed out her cigarette and turned back to the classroom to wait. It wasn’t until school let out that she saw Song Ci slowly returning.

She immediately stood up, grabbed her schoolbag, and left through the back door.

Song Ci watched Wen Nuan’s departing figure, a faint smile touching her eyes.

Yan Ni, seeing Song Ci return, took the initiative to greet her, “Song Ci, are you feeling better?”

Song Ci replied faintly, “Better.”

Yan Ni was one of the few people in the class who treated her relatively well. She had a soft, gentle personality and wouldn’t deliberately bully her, nor would she intentionally distance herself. Therefore, Song Ci wouldn’t ignore Yan Ni.

Yan Ni took a milk tea out of her bag and handed it over. “Want some? Replenish your sugar. I think you fainted because you were too weak.”

“Thanks,” Song Ci accepted the milk tea, then asked seemingly casually, “By the way, do you know who took me to the school clinic?”

Yan Ni: “It was Zhao Wen Nuan! Didn’t you see her?”

Song Ci shook her head. “No. When I opened my eyes, I was alone in the clinic. Apart from the school doctor, I didn’t see Zhao Wen Nuan.”

She sighed, her expression a little downcast. “Maybe she hates being around me?”

“How could that be?” Yan Ni was puzzled. “When you fainted, Zhao Wen Nuan was so anxious she pushed everyone aside to carry you to the school clinic. How could she possibly hate you?”

Song Ci’s eyes flickered. “Is that so?”

Yan Ni nodded. “Absolutely true¹. Her expression was incredibly tense and flustered then, like she was afraid something bad had happened to you. She carried you straight to the clinic.”

Song Ci lowered her gaze, the corners of her lips tilting up slightly. “Oh, so that’s what happened.”

Yan Ni sat down next to Song Ci, looking perplexed. “Everyone outside is saying you and Zhao Wen Nuan fell out, but seeing how worried Zhao Wen Nuan was about you today, it doesn’t seem like you two broke up?”

Song Ci looked at Yan Ni. “I really don’t want to be friends with her anymore.”

Yan Ni frowned, surprised. “Why? Zhao Wen Nuan is so good to you! Why wouldn’t you want to be friends with her?”

“She is very good to me.” Song Ci raised her hand, gently stroking the jade stone under her clothes. “It’s precisely because she’s too good to me that I don’t want to be friends with her anymore.”

Yan Ni: “….”

Why is that?!

Song Ci smiled faintly. “Some things, you’re still young, no need to dwell on them too much.” She glanced at her phone. “It’s getting late, school’s out soon. I’ll head off first, bye-bye.”

Yan Ni: “…..”

Um, aren’t we the same age?!

After chatting with her cheap dad for a while, Wen Nuan suddenly remembered something she hadn’t done, turned around, and went back to the third floor.

Le Jia was just about to pack her things and leave when she heard a classmate call her.

“Le Jia, someone’s looking for you.”

Le Jia looked over, her eyes widening as she stared at Zhao Wen Nuan in disbelief.

Wen Nuan beckoned with a finger, smiling gently. “Come on, let’s go chat outside?”

Le Jia clutched her schoolbag, trembling with fear, as she followed Zhao Wen Nuan. The two went to the back alley behind the library.

It was already after school hours, and the back alley was deserted, save for a single dim yellow streetlight filtering faintly through the shadows of the trees.

Le Jia was pinned against the wall by Wen Nuan, who braced one hand beside Le Jia’s right side. “Who told you to mess with Song Ci’s school uniform?”

“S-sorry.” Le Jia’s eyes filled with tears, full of fear. “I-I was wrong. I’ll never dare to do it again.”

Actually, after she had done it, she had been scared too, afraid of being found out, constantly worried and fearful.

Seeing Song Ci and all the students from Class 5 being punished by the PE teacher, Le Jia had also been panic-stricken, not knowing what to do.

When she saw Wen Nuan had discovered her, in that instant, Le Jia felt like dying.

Wen Nuan frowned. “What are you crying for?”

Le Jia’s lip trembled, and tears streamed down instantly. “I’m scared… scared you’ll hit me.”

“Scared I’ll hit you?” Wen Nuan was amused by her. “You were scared I’d hit you, yet you still had the guts to do something like this?”

Le Jia said pitifully, “It’s because her exam score was higher than mine, and the university recommendation spot² was taken by her.”

“Song Ci getting a high score is her own ability. You lack the ability, yet you’re jealous of her and even did something bad to her. What right do you have to stand here crying pitifully in front of me?” Wen Nuan was exasperated³ by her reasoning.

“I-I know I was wrong.” Le Jia sobbed, her breath hitching. “I’ll n-never dare again. Please don’t hit me.”

Wen Nuan feigned anger. “So you really won’t dare in the future?”

Le Jia quickly said, “I won’t dare, I won’t dare.”

“And if I find out again?”

“Then you… you can…” Le Jia broke down crying loudly. “You can just beat me to death.”

“…..” Wen Nuan raised her hand and flicked Le Jia on the forehead. “I won’t hit you this time. Just a flick as punishment. If you dare make the same mistake next time, we’ll see if I hit you or not?”

Le Jia covered her forehead, her eyes red from crying, and nodded. “Uh-huh, uh-huh, I know. I’ll never dare again.”

Wen Nuan stuck a cigarette in her mouth, tilting her head. “Alright, stop crying. Scram⁴.”

Le Jia immediately picked up her schoolbag from the ground, hugged it, and was about to run.

Wen Nuan lit her cigarette, watching Le Jia with half-closed eyes. “There are still over two months until the Gaokao. You don’t want to be unable to participate and have regrets, right?”

Le Jia’s body stiffened. She turned around with difficulty, waving her hand. “….I know.”

Wen Nuan smiled. “Bye-bye. Go home early after school, stay safe.”

Le Jia bolted.

【I thought you were going to beat up Le Jia like you beat up Yu Zitong?】 the System asked, puzzled, seeing Wen Nuan let Le Jia go so easily.

Wen Nuan exhaled a puff of smoke. “It’s different. Le Jia is timid and afraid of trouble. After she messed up Song Ci’s uniform, she scared herself silly for a long time, terrified someone would come after her. But someone like Yu Zitong is rotten to the core. A beating is the only way she’ll learn her lesson.”

After finishing her cigarette, Wen Nuan left the back alley and walked out of the school gate. She hadn’t gone far when she glanced over and spotted Song Ci in a coffee shop, along with the woman sitting across from her.

After identifying her carefully, it seemed to be Song Ci’s mother; there were indeed some resemblances to Song Ci.

Song Ci’s mother hadn’t contacted Song Ci in a very long time. Rumor had it she had remarried and formed a new family, and was doing quite well.

In the original plot, her mother hadn’t even appeared after Song Ci committed suicide.

She had truly taken being cold-hearted and disloyal to the extreme.

For such a person to suddenly seek out Song Ci, it definitely wasn’t for anything good.

Wen Nuan worried that the Blackening Value, which had finally decreased, would rise again. So, she stealthily slipped into the coffee shop and found a relatively hidden spot, perfectly positioned to overhear the conversation between Song Ci and her mother.

The waiter saw Wen Nuan acting suspiciously and was about to come over and ask what she needed when Wen Nuan directly pulled out several hundred yuan and placed it on the table, pointing at Song Ci’s table and whispering, “Whatever that table ordered, give me the same.”

The waiter took the cash and smiled. “Okay, coming right up.”

Wen Nuan turned slightly, listening intently to the conversation at Song Ci’s table, afraid of missing anything.

Song Ci looked at the table full of desserts and the cappuccino in front of her, saying flatly, “If you have something to say, just say it directly. No need to go to such expense.”

Huang Weiwei⁵ looked at the cold Song Ci and gave an awkward smile. “These are all things you love to eat. Mom hasn’t seen you in so long, I really missed you terribly, so I came to see you.”

She pushed all the cakes towards Song Ci. “Hurry and try some.”

Wen Nuan looked at the desserts and drinks the waiter brought over. Apart from the cappuccino and the honey pomelo cake, which Song Ci quite liked, the rest—Black Forest cake, muffins, coconut pudding, and spaghetti bolognese—were not to Song Ci’s taste at all.

Wen Nuan took a sip of the cappuccino. It was bland, not sweet at all, and the latte art was particularly ugly.

“Missed me terribly?” Song Ci sneered. “Ever since I was five, after you divorced my dad, I’ve never seen you again. I don’t know where this ‘missing’ starts counting from?”

Huang Weiwei paused, pursing her lips. “A Ci⁶, listen to Mom explain…?”

Song Ci’s face darkened, and she snapped sharply, “Don’t call me A Ci. You’re not worthy.”

Huang Weiwei’s face stiffened, displeased. “You child, how can you talk to your elder like that? I’m your mother. How can you be fierce towards Mom?”

“Mother?” A sarcastic curve formed on Song Ci’s lips, her eyes icy. “Apart from giving birth to me, have you fulfilled a mother’s responsibility for even one day?”

Huang Weiwei’s expression went blank for a few seconds. She explained, “You were young then, you didn’t understand Mom’s difficulties.”

“Difficulties?” Song Ci gave a mocking smile. “Your difficulty was that Dad was on the verge of bankruptcy, and you were eager to find your next prospect. As soon as you found a decent man, you immediately abandoned me and Dad, got divorced, and went off to live your rich and wonderful life as a wealthy wife, wasn’t that it?”

Wen Nuan listened in amazement. “Didn’t expect Song Ci to be so sharp-tongued?”

Isn’t she quite eloquent⁷ and a good debater⁸!?

She couldn’t help but wonder how such a formidable Song Ci could have been subjected to school bullying.

Look how she rendered her mom speechless.

System speculated: 【Maybe it’s precisely because her mouth is too venomous that she got bullied?】

Wen Nuan: “…..”

That was indeed quite possible.

“Song Ci!” Huang Weiwei slammed the table, furious. “Have you gone to school all these years for nothing? Where are your manners? Your politeness? How can you speak so harshly to your mother! Did your father ever discipline you? How did he raise you to be so ill-mannered, so disrespectful!”

Song Ci smiled faintly. “Unfortunately, I can’t fulfill your wish. I’ve been an undisciplined wild child⁹ since I was young, so naturally, I don’t know what politeness and manners are. I hope Ms. Huang can bear with me.”

Huang Weiwei instantly flew into a rage¹⁰, but remembering the purpose of her visit this time, she forcefully suppressed her anger and forced a smile. “I naturally know what your father is like. I know you had a hard time when you were little. Isn’t Mom here specifically to make it up to you?”

“Make it up to me?” Song Ci glanced at the gate of Third High outside the window. “Why don’t I guess the purpose of your visit this time?”

Huang Weiwei frowned, trying to laugh it off. “How could a mother have a purpose for visiting her daughter? A… Song Ci, how could you think of Mom like that?”

“Oh, really?” Song Ci feigned innocence. “I thought Ms. Huang came this time for your younger son’s high school entrance exam¹¹? Seems I was too narrow-minded, thinking you had ulterior motives?”

Huang Weiwei’s face turned pale then livid, stammering, unable to speak.

Wen Nuan realized: after Huang Weiwei divorced Song Ci’s father, she remarried, formed a new family, and even had a son with her new husband. Calculating the time, he should be taking the high school entrance exam this year.

Seeking out Song Ci at this time, the purpose was very clear: she wanted Song Ci’s help to get her son into Third High.

Song Ci played with the spoon in her cup. “There are three months until the Zhongkao. You plan to have me help tutor your son so he can test into Third High, is that it?”

Her intentions exposed, Huang Weiwei stopped pretending to have deep mother-daughter affection and spoke directly, “Song Ci, he is your biological younger brother, after all. Third Experimental High School is the best high school in Ningjiang City, but entry is only possible through scores. Your brother is just a little short of testing into Third High. As his biological older sister, you should help him.”

Wen Nuan felt this line of reasoning assaulted her moral bottom line, cursing speechlessly, “Did this woman leave her brain at home when she went out?!”

The System also cursed angrily: 【Probably didn’t bring her brain, otherwise she couldn’t say something so messed up.】

Song Ci looked into Huang Weiwei’s eyes, calmly stating, “Do you know I have the Gaokao in two months?”

Huang Weiwei’s face froze, then she smiled. “Mom saw your grades. You seem to have ranked first in the entire grade again this time and even got a recommendation spot. Participating in the Gaokao doesn’t matter much to you anymore. It’s perfect timing for you to help tutor your brother, isn’t that great?”

Wen Nuan rolled up her sleeves, taking a deep breath. “I f%cking can’t stand this anymore.”

The System egged her on: 【Host, go! Punch this messed-up woman!】

Song Ci took a deep breath, stood up, and poured the cappuccino in front of her onto Huang Weiwei’s greedy face.

Huang Weiwei shrieked, “Ah—”

Wen Nuan raised an eyebrow. “Nicely done!”

The System cheered: 【Beautifully done!】

Then, the same thought occurred to both of them simultaneously: how exactly did such a brave and sharp-tongued Female Lead end up getting bullied at school?!

One had to know, Song Ci’s father was also a wealthy man in Ningjiang City, earning several million a year was nothing. He even had business dealings with Zhao Zhenhai. If he knew Song Ci was being bullied like this, he definitely wouldn’t tolerate it.

Moreover, looking at Song Ci’s unyielding personality today, she definitely wouldn’t be bullied to the point of not even daring to tell the teachers. If Lu Yi[ hadn’t taken the initiative that time to tell the director¹² that Yu Zitong was bullying Song Ci, the school leadership¹³ still wouldn’t know Song Ci was being bullied.

So—

“There’s definitely something fishy about Song Ci being bullied?” Wen Nuan felt a chill the more she thought about it¹⁴.

The System also felt something was off. 【Could it be that Song Ci did it deliberately?】

“You’re saying Song Ci deliberately got bullied?” Wen Nuan was astonished. “She’s not sick in the head. Why would she deliberately let people bully her? What’s the point?”

The System nodded: 【Yeah? What’s the point?】

Neither of them could figure it out¹⁵.

Huang Weiwei felt the sticky liquid on her face and the coffee stains on her clothes. She started cursing loudly, “Song Ci, you little b%tch, are you f%cking crazy?! Who gave you the guts to treat me like this? The fact that I f%cking have a use for you is your good fortune! You’re the same trash as your deadbeat dad, sinister and mean, vicious-hearted! I was right to throw you away back then, otherwise, I’d be disgusted to death.”

Song Ci sneered mockingly, “Since you know what kind of trash I am, don’t you think you’re even more disgusting, shamelessly¹⁶ coming to beg me to tutor your son?”

“Let me tell you, that useless trash son of yours wants to test into Third High?” Song Ci’s eyes were filled with coldness. “Keep dreaming your pipe dreams¹⁷.”

Huang Weiwei was furious. She raised her hand to slap Song Ci. “Don’t you dare talk about my son, you little b%tch! Watch me beat you to death today and teach you what is—”

Just as Song Ci was about to dodge, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed Huang Weiwei’s wrist.

“Who the f%ck do you think you’re hitting?!”

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The author has something to say:

Wen Nuan says angrily: Dare to touch my woman?

Female Lead says emotionally: My woman, you finally admitted it!

Wen Nuan: Is that the point?

(Travel during the National Day holiday¹⁸, pay attention to protection and traffic safety. Wishing everyone a happy National Day, wishing China prosperity.)

【Updates will continue during the holiday, rest assured and keep reading~】

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