What to Do If I Become the Villain's Daughter

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Seeing this scene, Huo Guining was stunned for a moment.

Several youths dressed in a slovenly manner were eyeing Zeng Zhilin's body up and down with lustful gazes.

Huang Lu stood with her arms crossed next to her girlfriends, looking down at the disheveled Zeng Zhilin with mockery: "You didn't think your classmates would come to your rescue, did you?"

She spat on the ground, her arrogance on full display: "Why don't you call for help and see if any miracles happen at this moment?"

Zeng Zhilin had liquid splashed on her, her wet hair clinging to her scalp in strands.

She said in a panic: "Senior Huang Lu, I was wrong. I'll never dare to do it again."

With that, she reluctantly lowered her head in submission.

Zeng Zhilin's action pleased Huang Lu, greatly satisfying her vanity.

But this was far from enough.

Having her face ruined in front of her girlfriends by a junior like Huo Guining, this kind of situation couldn't be resolved just by Zeng Zhilin lowering her head.

Relying on the backing of the young thugs, Huang Lu walked forward and grabbed Zeng Zhilin's chin, snarling: "Don't think you can appease my anger with just an apology. Your classmate... understand?"

Forced to raise her face, Zeng Zhilin's pupils contracted when she heard Huang Lu mention Huo Guining.

"Senior, that classmate of mine is just an idiot. Please don't bother with her. I'll punish her for you!"

Hearing this, Huo Guining's eyes darkened.

Huo Yueze frowned and whispered in Huo Guining's ear: "Your classmate's character seems quite poor. Should we..."

Huo Guining remained silent.

Zeng Zhilin's fawning face and her gritted promise made Huang Lu's anger subside a bit more.

"At least you know your place. Don't disappoint me." Huang Lu flung Zeng Zhilin's head away, her eyes fixed on her as she spoke to the young thugs.

"Give her a chance. I want to see what she can do."

Zeng Zhilin's suspended heart fell back to the ground.

She raised her head, flashing a grin at Huang Lu, trying to please her: "Don't worry, I won't let you down!"

The young thug pushed Huang Lu aside, causing her to stumble before being caught by her girlfriends.

Zeng Zhilin's school uniform skirt was short, about 20cm above the knee. Due to the earlier pushing and shoving, the skirt had almost bunched up to the top of her thighs, leaving her tender white legs shivering in the cold wind.

Her features were delicate, with wet black bangs clinging to her forehead. Her anxious expression was pitiable.

The young thug reached out, his finger tracing her soft white face: "Little sister, some things don't need you to do them yourself. Why don't you let big brother help you..."

The metal skull earring on the thug's ear gleamed coldly, sending chills down one's spine.

Zeng Zhilin hurriedly covered her skirt, forcing a smile: "It's such a small matter, there's no need to trouble..."

"Ah!" A sudden sharp pain on her scalp interrupted her attempt at negotiation.

The thug's repulsive face suddenly came close, the stench from his mouth assaulting Zeng Zhilin's senses.