Danger 1

Indifferent Genius and Fiery Woman Gong Xianxiao 1176 words 2026-04-13 13:01:15

Did they really not consider what my family does? I shot him a glare. “Because my father mentioned it once. I remembered.” Proudly, I set down my things and stood up, ready to head home. After a few steps, I realized Yu hadn’t followed.

I turned back to urge him, “Hurry up! Let’s go home!”

Yu remained seated, unmoving, his voice cold. “You go ahead. I have somewhere else to be.” He began packing his bag. In no time, his things were neatly put away. Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he walked out with indifference.

I trailed behind, exasperated. Since he insisted, I’d just go home first. I got in the car, and the driver started the engine, heading slowly toward the Shangguan residence.

Gazing out the window, I suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure. Wasn’t that Yu? Thinking this, I hurriedly told the driver to stop. The moment the car halted, I jumped out eagerly.

The street here was bustling and lively. I turned to tell the driver to head home without me and quietly followed behind Yu. We wove through the crowded market, then slipped into a secluded, shadowy alley where the chill wind seemed to bite.

The further I walked, the more uneasy I became. Why would Yu come here? Suddenly, he stopped and turned around.

When I got a clear look at his face, I was furious—he wasn’t Ouyang Qianyu at all! Damn it! I’d been tricked! I spun around, wanting to leave, but it was too late.

Several young men had already surrounded me. Lowering my head, I stared at my toes as anger simmered within, threatening to consume everyone present.

A filthy young man sneered, “So this is the heiress of the Shangguan Corporation? The ‘Twin Prodigy’ from the Experimental Primary School?”

Another chimed in, equally mocking, “Yeah! She doesn’t even compare to a strand of her brother’s hair!”

Their faces were twisted with contempt, their ridicule obvious. Clearly, none of them took me seriously. I studied them carefully—each stood about five-foot-seven, with bulky frames, likely from years of sports. Their strength must be considerable. But I would show them what I was capable of.

I quietly stepped back, reaching behind me. A soft chuckle escaped my lips. “Ha! It seems you have no idea what my specialty is! Let me open your eyes today!”

With that, I drew a long whip from somewhere unseen, fixing these fools with a cold smile. How dare they say I wasn’t even as good as my brother’s hair? I flicked my wrist lightly, the whip dancing through the narrow alley with a sharp crack.

The one who’d said I couldn’t compare to my brother immediately howled in pain, his skin split open as he collapsed, writhing on the ground. “Ah!”

The others stared at him, terror-stricken, then at the whip in my hand. That had only been a gentle flick—what would happen if I truly put strength behind it? Horrified, they forgot their original intentions and tried to flee.

I snorted coldly. “Only now do you know fear? Too late!”

Quickening my movements, I lashed the whip at them—snap, snap, snap! One by one, they collapsed, groaning in agony on the ground. Regret overwhelmed them; they should never have provoked this girl. Never. Another crack of the whip—

———Author’s Note———
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