Chapter 125 : Eat Your Medicine, You Dunce! 6 (2/2)

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Ji Xiaoyu continued apologising.

“Aren’t you guys going to change? You’re up next, you know.” Shi Sheng entered from outside and spoke in a melodious voice.

“Change into what? We don’t even have the costumes.”

“En?” Shi Sheng deliberately had a questioning look on her face.

Tears streamed down her face as the girl spoke, “Ji Xiaoyu lost the costumes. How are we going to go onstage without them?”

Shi Sheng looked at Ji Xiaoyu, who withdrew even further behind Bei Ze’s back. Her face was pale, as if she had received too much stimulation.

“I was the one who lost the clothes.” Bei Ze immediately spoke upon receiving Shi Sheng’s gaze.

“Bei Ze…” Ji Xiaoyu’s eyes reddened, clearly moved.

Shi Sheng gave a mocking laugh. “Don’t volunteer for stuff if you don’t have the ability.”

‘It was clearly not her task yet she insisted on doing it. What’s more, she didn’t even do it well. Yet in the male lead’s eyes, I bet he’d just find her adorable in a stupid kind of way and speak up for her…

We live in an age of female leads ah!’

“Bei Zhi!” Bei Ze yelled at her.

“What? Can yelling at me make costumes appear?!”

‘Fuck your mom! I didn’t even do anything! What are you yelling at me for?!’

Bei Ze glared angrily, his eyes seemed to be filled with frosty ice.

“Hey Drama Club, you guys are up next!” Someone called out from afar.

Lin Yin took a deep breath. “I’ll go tell the teacher we’re cancelling our programme. All of you…”

“Can’t we find another way?” Some people were unwilling to give up. After all, they had invested so much into this performance; were they going to give it up, just like that?

Lin Yin’s eyes were red as she shook her head at them. Even if they wanted to rent outfits, it was already too late.

In the end, the school celebration programme could only be called off. Though Ji Xiaoyu was the main culprit, with Bei Ze protecting her, no one in the Drama Club dared to cause trouble for her. Quite a few people had also quit the club.

After all, if they couldn’t afford to provoke her, they could still hide, couldn’t they?

Ji Xiaoyu was even more ostracised than before. Stuff like her bag disappearing and people giving her the wrong time schedule for events became common.

……

“Ji Xiaoyu, there’s someone looking for you at the gates.” The student who had come over to deliver the message wore an expression of contempt. “Don’t know where this upstart came from.”

Ji Xiaoyu didn’t really understand. She lowered her head as she passed by but that student suddenly stretched out a leg to trip her up, then laughed and walked off after seeing her fall onto the ground.

She glared angrily at the direction the student left. In the end she picked herself up and, with a dark expression, headed towards the school gates.

From far away, she saw someone standing by the school gates. Wearing a suit, a golden watch, and a gold chain as thick as a thumb around his neck. The man looked very strange, as if he were a worker who stole his boss’s suit.

“Xiaoyu,” the man waved at her. Ji Xiaoyu had still been a bit uncertain before but with his call, she knew without a doubt that this person was her father.

Ji Xiaoyu ran out and dragged him to the side. “Why are you here? And why are you dressed up like this?”

‘No wonder that person called him an upstart. He looks like some nouveau riche[1] so to them I guess he’s like one?’

“I’ve got money now!” Papa Ji was very excited. “Look, your dad’s a rich person now! From now on, I won’t have to neglect you because of work! Xiaoyu, what do you want to buy? Dad will go and buy it!”

“Where did you get so much money?” Ji Xiaoyu’s first reaction was to frown.

‘Would I not know what kind of person my dad is? For the sake of his career he could even miss his wife’s death. He only found out 2 days after mom was gone.’

It was also from then that Ji Xiaoyu and her father’s relationship had soured. She had always felt that her father had been the cause of her mother’s death.

[1] To those of you who do not speak French, or read a lot of English books, this is a borrowed term which is usually a derogatory way of addressing people who have made their fortune in their lifetime and not inherited it from their ancestors. This disdain usually comes from the newly rich not having as cultured taste as the ‘old money’.