So, She's Just Nan Yan, Not An Nanyan

If that slap landed, Nan Yan's face would probably swell up.

The people around didn't even react.

And even if they did, they probably wouldn't care.

In fact, many girls were eager to see her being slapped, enjoying the show.

Just as Lu Rongrong's hand was about to slap Nan Yan, a slender and fair hand grabbed her wrist.

Nan Yan sat in her seat and partially leaning to one side. With a hint of mockery on her face, she lazily raised her eyebrows.

Her right hand suddenly exerted force.

Snap—

A crisp sound echoed as Nan Yan forcefully dislocated Lu Rongrong's hand with her grip.

"Ah—"

Lu Rongrong let out a cry of pain and was about to struggle, but Nan Yan pushed her hand back.

The bone made a teeth-grinding sound as it went back into place.

Then, Lu Rongrong let out another high-pitched scream.

After all, when Nan Yan put her dislocated wrist back, she deliberately used some strength, making it even more painful than when she dislocated it.

The onlookers beside them stared at Nan Yan in disbelief.

What the hell just happened?

Things developed too quickly, and their brains couldn't keep up with the reaction.

Nan Yan shook off Lu Rongrong's hand, took out a wet tissue, and calmly wiped the hand she had just held. She sneered:

"If there's a next time, you won't have this hand."

Nan Yan knew her.

Lu Rongrong was one of An Muyao's followers and had bullied the original host before.

Now, she could slowly get her revenge.

Lu Rongrong came from a well-off family and had been spoiled since childhood. She had never been treated like this before.

Having her hand forcefully dislocated and then violently pushed back made her cry uncontrollably, with tears and snot streaming down her face.

However, Nan Yan's actions just now had already subdued her. She wiped away her tears and ran out.

The other classmates looked at this scene, and a thought came to their minds:

Is this person really An Nanyan?

She must be someone impersonating her!

This is nothing like the original An Nanyan, who was timid and ugly.

It had only been two days since they last saw her, and she had completely transformed!

"Are you... really An Nanyan?" someone couldn't help but ask in disbelief.

"I am Nan Yan," Nan Yan corrected her address seriously.

The original host was brought back to the An family and given the surname 'An,' but she was not recognized by the An family at all.

She didn't need their recognition, nor did she want to change her name.

So, she was just Nan Yan, not An Nanyan.

The person couldn't believe it and asked, "What happened to you? This change is too drastic!"

"Is it your business?" Nan Yan's tone was indifferent. She looked coldly at them and said impatiently, "We don't have that deep of a relationship. Don't bother me."

They did have a relationship, but it was all hatred.

Everyone was speechless.

They felt guilty under her gaze and, considering what happened with Lu Rongrong just now, they all awkwardly returned to their seats.

Today, they had gained a completely new understanding of Nan Yan.

The quiet and almost invisible girl in the class had suddenly become someone they couldn't provoke.

Although many couldn't understand why a person could undergo such a drastic change, they had to think about how they should treat Nan Yan in the future, considering what happened with Lu Rongrong.

During the second period, Lu Rongrong didn't come back to class.

Before long, a teacher called Nan Yan to the office.

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In the office, Lu Rongrong was crying while Mrs. Lu, her mother, seethed with anger by her side.

Mrs. Lu looked at Lu Rongrong's red eyes and said sternly, "Today, you must give me an explanation! My daughter is here to study, not to be bullied!"

The homeroom teacher of Class 2-4 and the head of the disciplinary office were present, trying to persuade Mrs. Lu in a gentle manner.

"Mrs. Lu, rest assured, we will not tolerate campus violence. If we find out later that An Nanyan did indeed bully Lu Rongrong, she will be severely punished!"

The homeroom teacher didn't have a good impression of An Nanyan. 

She was poor in academics and had a timid personality, barely leaving any impression in the class. 

So, for someone as cowardly as her to dare to hit Lu Rongrong was infuriating for the teacher, who felt her blood pressure rising.

Although Lu Rongrong's family couldn't match the wealth and status of the An family, Lu Rongrong was the cherished pearl in the palm of the Lu family. 

How could the despised daughter, brought back from the countryside by the An family, compare to her?

"Excuse me," a cold voice sounded at the office door.

"Come in."

Nan Yan pushed open the door and walked in.

The homeroom teacher thought it was An Nanyan and was about to scold her, but then realized that she didn't recognize the girl who had entered.

With confusion, the teacher asked, "Who are you?"

"Nan Yan."

Nan Yan replied indifferently, her gaze shifting towards Lu Rongrong and Mrs. Lu.

Lu Rongrong, upon seeing her, instinctively flinched. But when she noticed her mother present, she gained some confidence and hugged Mrs. Lu's arm, crying, "Mom, it's her! She dislocated my hand, it hurts so much!"

Initially, Mrs. Lu had even thought Nan Yan looked pretty, but upon hearing Lu Rongrong's words, her expression changed instantly.

"Whose child are you? To have such vicious thoughts and be so ruthless with your actions, there's no room for you anymore! We won't be done with this until we bring your parents here!"

The homeroom teacher said with a cold face, "Nan Yan, let's call your parents and have them come."

Nan Yan licked her lips and suddenly chuckled, "Since the school takes campus bullying so seriously, then I wonder if the perpetrator should be punished?"

Nan Yan didn't want anyone from the An family to come and solve these troubles for her. 

Besides, in her eyes, these issues weren't troublesome at all.

The head of the disciplinary office spoke righteously, "Of course, the perpetrator must be severely punished!"

"In that case, I hope the school can give me justice and punish Lu Rongrong severely," Nan Yan said, her lips curling up, her expression defiant.

"How can you be so unrepentant!" Mrs. Lu angrily pointed at Nan Yan. "The evidence is right in front of us, yet you still try to argue. Your actions are despicable!"

"I suggest that such a student who knows what they did wrong but still deliberately commits offenses should be expelled!"

Nan Yan nodded and calmly said, "Mrs. Lu is right. I also suggest expulsion."

The head of the disciplinary office and the homeroom teacher were exasperated by Nan Yan's infuriating attitude.

The homeroom teacher sternly said, "An Nanyan, call your parents right now, immediately!"

"You don't have to call my parents. Lu Rongrong's parents are here, and that should be enough."

Nan Yan raised an eyebrow and pointed to the computer on the desk. "Teacher, can I use the computer for a moment?"

The homeroom teacher's tone was unfriendly. "What do you need the computer for?"

"Naturally, I want to use it to show you the evidence. We can't just take Lu Rongrong's words as the truth. You can't determine my guilt based solely on whatever she say, can you?"

"The school has surveillance cameras in the classrooms. Why don't we check the footage and see who should be expelled?"