The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 213 Bullying

Qiu Ziyue has been in Class 1 of Grade 11 for several days now.

However, she found that life here was far from as smooth as she had imagined.

Ever since Gong Xiaoxiao fell into the mud pit, an invisible force has been targeting Qiu Ziyue.

This caused Qiu Ziyue to frequently encounter all sorts of strange and unlucky things.

One afternoon, Qiu Ziyue went to the restroom.

When she returned, she was surprised to find that her physics workbook, which she had left on the table, was missing.

She searched through her schoolbag and surrounding drawers, and even asked her classmates, but no one knew where the books had gone.

Just as she was getting extremely anxious, the teacher suddenly walked into the classroom and demanded that she hand in her homework immediately.

Left with no other choice, Qiu Ziyue had to bite the bullet and explain to the teacher.

"I went to the bathroom just now, and when I came back I couldn't find my workbook."

The teacher shook her head: "Next time, be careful to keep your things safe."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Qiu Ziyue felt wronged. She knew that she was not careless, but that someone had done it on purpose.

But faced with the teacher's reprimand, she had no way to defend herself and could only silently endure it.

It was another morning, and Qiu Ziyue opened her schoolbag to get her pen.

Unexpectedly, the word "bitch" was written in large colored pens on the front of the backpack.

Her hands trembled slightly, and an indescribable sadness welled up in her heart.

She didn't know who did it, but it was clearly more than just a prank.

"Who did this?"

Qiu Ziyue questioned the students around her in a low voice, but no one responded.

On the contrary, several girls secretly laughed, which made Qiu Ziyue even more convinced that these things were by no means accidental.

She quickly stuffed her schoolbag into the drawer, trying to keep it hidden from others.

Nevertheless, this matter still caught the attention of the squad leader, Ren Pengju.

He walked over and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Ziyue hesitated for a moment, but finally took out her schoolbag and showed it to Ren Pengju.

"Look, someone wrote something on my schoolbag."

Ren Pengju frowned:

"Who did this? This is outrageous!"

Qiu Ziyue shook her head: "I don't know, and no one is willing to tell me."

Ren Pengju comforted him:

"Don't worry about it too much, I'll help you find out."

The next few days were still tough for Qiu Ziyue.

Her stationery would always mysteriously disappear, and there would be little notes stuck on her chair with sarcastic remarks.

Every time she encountered these problems, she felt incredibly frustrated, as if she were trapped in an invisible snare from which she could not escape.

Even after returning home, her mother often talked to her and explained math problems to her.

But Qiu Ziyue hadn't lived in the modern world for nine years, and she had missed out on too much modern knowledge, so she was overwhelmed.

She scored 28.5 on the math test and 50 on the physics test.

Those who mocked her became even more unrestrained in their ridicule.

Qiu Ziyue's mental defenses crumbled, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.

On a sunny weekend morning, the air was filled with the scent of spring.

Qiu Ziyue carefully placed Jingyun in the stroller and pushed her to a nearby park for a walk.

It was springtime, with flowers in full bloom and willows in green, a beautiful and refreshing sight that made one feel relaxed and happy.

Qiu Ziyue pushed the stroller slowly along the winding path, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

She hummed a lullaby softly, looking at Jingyun's serene face in the sunlight, her heart filled with warmth and happiness.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Just as Qiu Ziyue was immersed in the warm moment between mother and daughter, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

She looked up and saw several female classmates chatting not far away.

Their gazes quickly fell on Qiu Ziyue and the stroller.

"Hey, isn't that Qiu Ziyue?"

"A girl said in surprise."

"Yes, why is she carrying a stroller? Whose child is it?"

Another girl asked curiously.

Qiu Ziyue realized she had been noticed, but she didn't care and continued walking forward.

However, the female students were clearly curious about this scene and began to whisper among themselves.

A few days later, Qiu Ziyue returned to school and found that the atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

The students' gazes toward her became complicated; some were filled with doubt, while others held a hint of disdain.

It turned out that the classmate she met in the park that day had already told Gong Xiaoxiao about it.

Gong Xiaoxiao quickly spread various rumors in the class.

"I heard Qiu Ziyue had a child out of wedlock, how shameless!"

"Is she being kept by some rich old man? Otherwise, why would she suddenly move from an old residential area to a new one and hire a nanny?"

These words were like sharp blades, piercing Qiu Ziyue's heart.

She felt incredibly wronged and angry, but didn't know how to explain it.

Faced with rumors and gossip, she felt isolated and helpless, as if she were in a dark fog.

One day after school, Qiu Ziyue sat alone in the classroom, tears welling up in her eyes.

She didn't understand why she was being misunderstood like this, nor did she know how to deal with these malicious rumors.

Just then, squad leader Ren Pengju walked in. Seeing Qiu Ziyue's appearance, he immediately asked with concern:

"Are you ok?"

Qiu Ziyue raised her head and forced a smile: "I'm fine, it's just that too many things have happened recently."

Ren Pengju sighed:

"I know you're feeling terrible, but don't give up. We can always find a way to solve this problem."

Qiu Ziyue nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

After school, she rode her bicycle to the park and then threw it aside.

The pressure of her studies, the ridicule from her classmates, and the malicious rumors made Qiu Ziyue feel suffocated.

She ran to a big tree in the park, put her hands on her knees, and sobbed.

At that moment, a boy wearing a black T-shirt and black jeans walked up.

The young man was handsome, with a touch of domineering and coldness in his eyes.

This young man was none other than Leng Feng.

It turned out that when Qiu Ziyue traveled through the pillar of light, Lu Yuanchangming wanted to rush into the pillar of light, but Leng Feng took a step forward and beat him to it.

Leng Feng pushed Lu Yuanchangming away, and with a flash of black shadow, he flew into a time tunnel like a moth, following Qiu Ziyue to Z City.

Having just arrived, Leng Feng couldn't find Qiu Ziyue and was unfamiliar with modern society.

After a period of homelessness, he obtained an ID card and found a job as a boxing coach.

He searched for Qiu Ziyue while working.

He finally found her, but she didn't show up; she just kept a silent watchful eye on Qiu Ziyue.

At that moment, he saw Qiu Ziyue crying and bravely went over to comfort her.

"What's wrong, Twilight Sparkle? Master, who dares to bully you?" Leng Feng asked with concern.

Qiu Ziyue raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears, and looked at Leng Feng: "Who are you? Do you know me?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Feng knew that Qiu Ziyue had lost her memory.

"No, young lady, I don't know you. I heard you crying and I couldn't bear it, so I wanted to ask you what happened?"

Leng Feng took a pack of tissues out of his pocket and handed it to Qiu Ziyue.

"Ziyue, what's wrong with you? You weren't bullied like this in ancient times," Leng Feng muttered in a low voice.

"What's your name? What were you saying just now?" Qiu Ziyue asked, taking the tissue.

"My name is Leng Feng, what's your name?"

“My name is... Qiu Ziyue. Why do you have four fingers? Where is your other finger?”

"My finger was accidentally severed by a machine."

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"It's alright. Men are men, so if it hurts, it hurts. They should always take responsibility for their actions."

"What are you talking about? You're not that old, but you speak so profoundly."

After Qiu Ziyue finished speaking, she stood up and returned the tissue to Leng Feng.

"Thank you, I have to go now, otherwise my mother will worry."

After Qiu Ziyue finished speaking, she picked up her bicycle, got on, and rode away.

Leng Feng watched Qiu Ziyue's departing figure, filled with melancholy.

To be continued in the next chapter.