"My god, my god!" Tzuyu, who stood by Jennie's side, was extremely overwhelmed.
She grabbed her elbow and exclaimed in disbelief. "Jenjen, you are actually Lisa's real fiancée! I can't believe this! I'm so happy! Uuu, I was so stressed when everyone called you a third party. I can finally relax now!"
Jennie held her hand tightly. "I've made you suffer for me. Thank you for believing in me."
"My good friend, I don't care what thoughts other people have about you. I'm willing to face even a bullet for you if I have to." Tzuyu was not saying this because Jennie was Lisa's fiancée, but because she genuinely considered her as a good friend.
Jennie accepted Tzuyu's friendship. This was because based on her past memories, she felt that Tzuyu was a trustworthy person.
Lisa said a few more words on stage before he stepped off. He brought his ten bodyguards with him, making for a grand sight as he headed for his helicopter.
A group of students ran after him as they shouted loudly, "Male idol, male idol!"
Lisa stepped into his helicopter without looking back.
Eight of the bodyguards stood in two neat rows. They faced away from the helicopter and appeared especially powerful as they prevented the students from leaning too close.
The other two bodyguards sought Jennie out and made a 'please' gesture to her. "Boss invites you."
Countless pairs of eyes watched in envy as Jennie followed the bodyguards into the helicopter.
Inside the helicopter, there were four luxurious black seats. The first two seats were located in the cockpit.
A pilot and a bodyguard had taken those seats.
Lisa sat behind expressionlessly. Jennie stepped into the helicopter and sat down by his side. She immediately sensed the cold aura emitting from him.
The entire helicopter cabin's temperature seemed to have fallen by several degrees due to his presence.
The propeller began moving and the helicopter ascended into the sky.
She looked out of the window from where she sat. The large crowd of students had their eyes trained on them. They seemed unwilling to watch them leave.
The remaining bodyguards on the ground boarded several SUVs and drove out of school.
She shifted her gaze onto the stage right at the moment when a student threw a bottle of water at Krystal. Krystal avoided it on time. However, an ice-cold popsicle then hit her right on the face, smearing all over her skin. Following which, various snacks, saliva... and unidentified fluids flew towards her, nearly drowning her.
A large crowd of students and teachers had been fooled. Jennie believed that if these people had rotten eggs or vegetables in their hands, they would 'gift' it all to Krystal without charging her any money.
Despite Krystal's sorry figure, most of the crowd was not appeased. Countless people ran onto the stage and began venting their anger on her physically.
"Ahh! Save me, save me, ah!"
"Don't hit me! Please, please, I won't do it again!"
"Don't grab my hair, don't kick me!"
Tzuyu captured the entirety of Krystal's horrified cries and injured figure, sending it to Jennie's phone.
She attached it with a message: [Although there are school staff members hired to maintain the order, it seems like these people are blind to Krystal's beating. Even the reporters have turned off their cameras and are claiming not to have seen anything. Krystal, this cheap prostitute. She is the most despicable person I've ever known. I feel great watching the entire school beat her up!]
[Jenjen, the amount of comments sympathising with you and apologising to you are flooding the entire forum! Indeed, good people will always be repaid eventually!]
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Pampered Wife's Counterattack | Book 2
Romance"It's my first time. I'm afraid of pain. Be gentle..." Jennie's body is stiff with anxiety. Lisa pinches her dotingly. We're just swimming. I didn't pull you with too much force; how did you manage to flop into the water like that?" In their previou...
