Chapter 28: Family Heirloom?

Shi Qingqing was grinning from ear to ear...

Beside her, shrill screams from the girls never stopped. “Oh my god, it’s Young Master Zhan! Has he come to see the prodigy of Class Sixteen, Lin Bucheng?”

“Could it be that he saw the love letter on the school forum and was moved?”

“Don’t jinx it! How could our nation’s school heartthrob have such poor taste?”

“Oh my god, oh my god, he’s so handsome! So handsome I can barely keep my legs together!”

“He’s coming, he’s coming—one hundred meters, ninety-nine, ninety-eight... Even his bodyguard leading the way is so cool…”

...

Shi Qingqing didn’t even look up. No wonder it was so crowded, and so many group chats were handing out lucky money—turns out she was basking in the glow of the national heartthrob.

But to her, snatching red packets was more important than watching the school idol.

The crowd pressed in tightly.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and knocked the phone Shi Qingqing was so enthusiastically playing with right out of her grasp.

With so many people, the moment her phone hit the ground, she had no idea who might have stepped on it.

Shi Qingqing’s heart bled. Damn it! That phone was practically her lifeblood! Who was the idiot who did this?

“Hey! Someone stepped on my phone! Move aside! Whoever stepped on it has to pay!” Shi Qingqing shouted.

In an instant, the people around her cleared away a little.

“Oh, with such a crappy phone, you still have the nerve to ask for compensation?”

The voice was familiar—it was Yang Yini, the class beauty.

She was the one who had taken advantage of Shi Qingqing’s distraction to knock her phone to the ground.

Shi Qingqing was so furious she wished she could throttle her. She had no idea what she’d done to offend this girl—she was just so damn petty!

There was no time to deal with her now; first, she had to pick up her phone.

It was already a battered old thing, and after being stepped on several times, who knew if it would still work?

Shi Qingqing’s heart clenched. If it was broken, she’d go to war with Yang Yini today!

No one paid any attention to the battered phone on the ground. Shi Qingqing picked it up and checked it over carefully—surprisingly, it was just the same as before, not a single new crack on the screen, the old scars still the only ones there.

Thank goodness.

Shi Qingqing faced Yang Yini. “Did you do that on purpose?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. On purpose? All I heard was someone with a busted phone trying to scam her classmates for money…” Yang Yini rolled her eyes.

She also took out her brand-new Fruit 7PLUS, waving it about as if by accident.

“Scam? You think too much.”

With that, when Yang Yini wasn’t paying attention, Shi Qingqing bumped her hand and sent the 7PLUS crashing to the ground…

With a loud clang, a crack appeared on the screen.

Shi Qingqing clapped her hands calmly. “You said I was trying to scam you for compensation. Fine, I won’t scam you. Whoever drops my phone, I’ll drop theirs. Simple as that.”

“You! How dare you! Shi Qingqing, do you know my phone is brand new? It cost eight thousand… Pay up!”

“My phone is a family heirloom, a limited edition, priceless. If anyone’s paying, it’s you paying me first…”

…

The spat between Shi Qingqing and Yang Yini was nothing but a minor episode. Most people didn’t pay them any attention at all.

All eyes were fixed on the school heartthrob, who was approaching from a distance.

In the midst of their argument, the crowd suddenly parted to create a path.

A clear, cold voice came from among the crowd. “A family heirloom?”

At the sound of that voice, silence fell over everyone.

Cool, commanding, with an irresistible magnetism…

Then, all saw him—a tall, upright figure, aloof and cold, exuding an arrogant kingly air—Young Master Zhan himself, stepping forward from the ranks of bodyguards.