Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 46 - 0 Ye Wanlan Which hand touched it Second Update

Chapter 46: 046 Ye Wanlan: Which hand touched it? [Second Update]

Chapter 46: 046 Ye Wanlan: Which hand touched it? [Second Update]

After stepping on it, Sheng Song kicked the cup away with his foot.

The cup rolled clattering into the distance, ending up in some unknown corner.

Sheng Song was very pleased with his handiwork; he clapped his hands and strode away.

With a cold smile, he thought, this was just the beginning.

Four and a half hours later, at 6:50 in the morning, students had started to arrive at school one after another.

Class 2-1 was in chaos, everyone crowded around Ye Wanlan’s desk.

“Quick, clean this up before the new student arrives. Who did this? I was the last to leave yesterday, and nothing like this had happened.”

“Even if we tidy up, we can’t conceal it—the books are ruined, and the library isn’t open yet, so we can’t get new ones.”

“Who did this? Who the hell did this?” the vice monitor yelled, “If you really dislike the new student, confront them face to face. Is it human to do such cowardly things behind someone’s back?”

“I bet it wasn’t anyone from our class. We’re all good people. We’d be rushing to spoil the new student, not do this.”

“The lock was picked. Could it be an outsider?”

The classmates discussed the event animatedly, while they didn’t forget to help clean Ye Wanlan’s desk.

The vice monitor asked two girls to keep watch outside, while he and other class officials collected evidence.

At 7:05 a.m., Ye Wanlan came upstairs.

After seeing her, the two girls quickly approached from either side to encircle her.

“Wanlan, wait a bit before going in.”

“Yeah, Wanlan, there was some trouble in the class, and the vice monitor is organizing a response.”

Ye Wanlan just glanced at them, smiling slightly, “I know, there was an incident.”

At their age, these young girls couldn’t keep their troubles hidden.

The two girls were stunned, and within those few seconds, Ye Wanlan had already entered the classroom.

The students’ actions paused: “The new, the new student is here…”

Where are those who were supposed to stop her?!

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Ye Wanlan’s eyelashes drooped.

The ruined textbooks and exercise books were scattered on the floor, clearly showing the abuse her desk had suffered last night.

However, she noticed that the cup on the desk was gone.

Ye Wanlan pushed through the crowd and circled around the classroom, finally finding the cup Yan Tingfeng had given her in the corner behind the door.

It was covered with dust, almost unrecognizable in its original color.

The girl was very calm, so calm that it was beyond everyone’s expectations.

If this had happened to anyone else, fear, terror, crying, rage, madness… any of these emotions could have been possible.

But Ye Wanlan was just calm.

She picked up the cup, borrowed a wet wipe from a nearby girl, and started cleaning the dust and scratches off it.

It was no use; it was still dirty.

“I’ll step out for a bit. If I’m not back before class starts, could you please ask the teacher to excuse my absence,” Ye Wanlan said, taking the cup with her as she left the classroom.

Seconds after she left, the vice monitor came to his senses: “Why didn’t you all stop her? I’m worried something will happen to her!”

The two girls hung their heads, dejected: “There was no way; she saw right through us before we even started acting…”

Meanwhile, Ye Wanlan had arrived at the counseling room.

“Student Ye?!” Rong Yu was opening the door. He was startled, “Why are you here so early today?”

Could it be that the lecture he gave yesterday had finally sparked her interest?

Ye Wanlan nodded. “Where is your brother?”

“Him? I don’t know where he is—”

“Miss Ye, are you looking for me?”

A gentle voice arose from behind them.

Rong Yu: “…”

Where did he come from now?

The man was still coated with the morning dew, carrying the fresh scent of the grass.

He was dressed in a long black overcoat today, blending into the darkness.

“I apologize for the cup you gave me,” Ye Wanlan said, “It was supposed to stay in the classroom for drinking water. I didn’t take it home yesterday, and now it’s ended up like this.”

Yan Tingfeng’s gaze finally moved downward, upon seeing the ruined cup in her hands, he remained gentle: “It’s okay, it’s just a cup. I have more.”

Rong Yu shivered, wrapping his clothes tighter around himself, but it was futile; he still felt a bone-chilling cold.

Who would soothe others by saying it’s all right, while emanating such murderous intent?

Which ignorant fool has offended these two lunatics?

“Miss Ye, there will be a new cup for you by noon,” Yan Tingfeng tilted his head, “I’ll have someone look into who did this.”

Rong Yu was shocked: “Wait, are you planning to use the power of Bureau 723 for this?”

Yan Tingfeng gave him a look.

Rong Yu shut his mouth but still found it unbelievable.

To investigate a troublemaker at a school, would they really enlist the power of Bureau 723?

Have they gone mad?

“No need, I’ll handle it myself,” Ye Wanlan shook her head. “Thanks for your gift, I won’t lose it again.”

Yan Tingfeng paused, his eyelashes fluttering slightly as he let out a light chuckle, “No need for thanks, I believe Miss Ye will take good care of my… gift.”

**

The bell rang for the start of class, and Ye Wanlan returned to her classroom as usual, attending lessons so calmly that it was almost inconceivable.

After class, her classmates gathered around to comfort her again.

“Don’t be upset, once we find the culprit, we’ll beat the crap out of him!”

But everyone knew that without surveillance, finding the culprit would be difficult.

“I’m not upset,” said Ye Wanlan. “This little incident hasn’t reached my threshold for anger yet.”

The assistant class leader: “…”

If this doesn’t count, then what on earth would reach her threshold!

The second period was a study hall, but Ye Wanlan didn’t read her book; instead, she unlocked her phone.

After typing a string of characters, she connected to the surveillance cameras on the street outside the school walls.

A few seconds later, a pop-up appeared on the screen.

[Transmission complete.]

“This is the surveillance from outside the school?” Su Xueqing didn’t have time to wonder how Ye Wanlan had obtained it, she was stunned, “Right, our class is by the street, the cameras might have caught it, but…”

The video was so blurry that even if someone was identified, they wouldn’t be recognisable.

But then, two more pop-ups appeared simultaneously.

[Clarity restored.]

[Noise reduction treatment applied.]

The resolution of the surveillance shot up to 1080p high definition instantly!

“You…” Su Xueqing’s eyes widened slightly, and at the same time, she recognized the person in the video, “It’s Sheng Song from Class 2!”

If Sheng Song was responsible, then it wasn’t unexpected.

“Sheng Song?” Ye Wanlan looked up, having never heard of this person before.

This proved that such a person wasn’t worth her acquaintance.

“Wanlan, you’ve just transferred to No.7 Middle School and don’t know about this place yet. Sheng Song and a few of his friends make up a small clique here. They do whatever they want, and not even the teachers can manage them.”

“What else have they done?”

Su Xueqing shook her head and said in a low voice, “Plenty. Many students have been bullied by them, but they also understand the principle of bullying the weak. They won’t touch anyone with even a slight background.”

“Good,” said Ye Wanlan as she saved the surveillance video, still calm and composed. “I understand.”

“You… you mustn’t confront him,” Su Xueqing warned, sensing a touch of madness in the tranquility. “He’s not as simple as you think. Previously, a student from Class 9 was bullied by him to the point of taking leave due to depression.”

Ye Wanlan hummed in acknowledgement, appearing to have taken the advice on board.

The bell for the long break rang, and Su Xueqing wanted to take Ye Wanlan out to clear her mind. But as soon as she looked up, Ye Wanlan had already disappeared.

Ye Wanlan arrived at Senior Year 2, Class 2.

The classroom was noisy until her arrival brought a moment of silence.

At the back, Sheng Song was lounging back with his legs crossed, laughing.

Hearing the noise, he turned around and simply glanced at Ye Wanlan without any fear.

With no evidence, what could they do to him?

Even with evidence, what could they do to him?

At No.7 Middle School, many had been bullied by him. As long as it wasn’t too much of a scandal, who could say a word against him?

After all, he bore the Sheng surname.

Even as a collateral member of the Sheng family, he wasn’t someone a family of lesser standing could compete with.

He came to No.7 Middle School just for fun. A mistake was a small price for him; he could afford to lose and start over. But the good students couldn’t afford to lose and had to bear it!

“Yo, isn’t this the transfer student from Class 1?” A boy next to Sheng Song whistled at Ye Wanlan, “What brings you to our Class 2? Could it be that upon seeing our class’s perennial top-scorer, God Su, you’ve developed a change of heart?”

Most students at No.7 Middle School came from ordinary families, who had no way of knowing or the time to care about the loves and hates within the Jiang Circle.

But Sheng Song had already spread the word throughout the class about Ye Wanlan acting as a body double for Sheng Yunyi beside Zhou Hechen, and the looks that Class 2 students gave her were quite peculiar.

Su Xubai returned his gaze indifferently, appearing detached.

He had no interest in someone who had been a body double.

Ye Wanlan stepped forward, unconcerned by the surrounding stares, and walked straight up to Sheng Song.

“Brother Song, what a situation—our transfer student has come to you,” teased the boy, nudging Sheng Song’s arm. “Yet your household isn’t that easy to enter, is it?”

Sheng Song gave Ye Wanlan a sidelong glance: “It’s very easy to enter. My family keeps several dogs, how could it be difficult to get in?”

The boy laughed out loud with a “ha”.

The next second, a thunderous bang silenced the laughter.

“Bang!”

Ye Wanlan lifted her leg and kicked the table.

Sheng Song hadn’t expected her to make a move directly.

The table toppled, and the force acted on him behind it. Caught off guard, he fell to the ground with the chair.

Sheng Song let out an uncontrollable grunt.

“…”

Silence fell over the classroom.

“Which hand was it?” Ye Wanlan stepped forward again, her voice unexpectedly gentle, “This one, or this one?”