Chapter 033: After Apologizing, I’ll Return to My Class

Deng Man strutted arrogantly down the corridor, declaring, “Bai Chuwei thinks she can use her looks to seduce Duan Xingye and Xu Xingchen. Let’s teach her a little lesson!”
“I heard that Class Nine’s next period is Chinese with Teacher Li, right? She was the one who called Teacher Li crazy yesterday. This is going to be fun to watch,” another chubby girl added, her tone gloating as she laughed.
The girls covered their mouths, their laughter fading as they walked away.
Bai Chuwei gazed at the wooden door with a bemused smile, utterly unhurried. She took the custom-made school uniform from the paper bag. The girls’ uniforms at Henghua First High were inspired by cherry blossom country designs: a white shirt, a black springtime blazer in the academy style, and a plaid skirt, all youthful and full of vitality.
To encourage competition among students, the school had even ordered matching leather shoes.
Bai Chuwei found a pair of heel pads and a note in the paper bag.
“Dear Bai Chuwei, new custom shoes might rub your heels raw. Stick on one of these heel pads ^_^ — Xu Xingchen.”
Bai Chuwei clicked her tongue and muttered, “Male lead, you really are everyone’s comfort.”
Just look at how thoughtful Xu Xingchen was—no wonder the original Bai Chuwei was hopelessly in love with him, always fighting with Tong Qingyan in the novel.
Bai Chuwei gave a soft, mocking laugh. “If you don’t like her, why bother flirting?”
She had lived for five thousand years—how could she not see through Xu Xingchen’s tricks? The more she thought about it, the more she found herself appreciating the naïve and sweet supporting male, Duan Xingye.

Bai Chuwei left the heel pads unused, smiling at the door as she formed a subtle hand sign and walked out. She glanced back at the restroom door.
A thick rope had been used to tie a mop across it from the outside—there was no way to pull the door open from within.
But after five thousand years of life and centuries of cultivation, could such a petty trick really trouble her? If only the world weren’t so lacking in spiritual energy now.
With a hint of amusement in her eyes, Bai Chuwei stepped out of the restroom. By this time, every class was already in session.
Leisurely, with long strides, she made her way toward Class 31, passing straight by Class Nine.
Class 31 happened to be having a study period, and the students were quietly working on assignments and practice tests.
A crisp knock sounded at the door, drawing every student’s gaze.
There she stood in the school’s uniform, her features lovely and ethereal, her figure graceful. Deep, star-lit eyes gleamed with laughter, and the natural lift of her gaze radiated confidence—beauty and spirit in equal measure.
For a moment, every boy in Class 31 was stunned—then faces flushed, whistles and cheers erupted.
“Isn’t that the transfer student from Class Nine? Damn, she’s gorgeous. Is she here to dethrone Tong Qingyan as the school beauty?”
“Tong Qingyan is beautiful, but she can’t match that presence! Tong Qingyan has the air of a privileged heiress, but Bai Chuwei is… a fairy!”

Tong Qingyan’s expression darkened.
Bai Chuwei walked in with a smile, catching sight of Bai Yinyin bowing her head. She headed straight for the little clique of girls around Deng Man.
The girls exchanged uneasy glances, their faces sour.
How did Bai Chuwei get out? Wasn’t she supposed to be stuck in the restroom for a whole period, suffocating in the smell?
Perhaps it was Bai Chuwei’s overwhelming presence, but just watching her approach with that radiant smile, Deng Man and her group began to feel anxious.
Deng Man tried to take the initiative, slapping her desk as she stood and snapped, “Bai Chuwei, this is Class 31. We’re in the middle of a lesson. Please return to your own class.”
Bai Chuwei leaned casually against the desk, both hands in her pockets, and replied with a luminous smile, “No rush. I’ll head back once I’ve received your apology.”