Like a God of Death

Just like that, Lu Beichen, Song Yu, and Gu Xiao went to play basketball, while Lu Xiaocha and Wang Lin went for a walk to digest their food.

Then, unfortunately, the two of them met Pei Xue.

"…Tsk! I didn't look at the calendar when I went out today!"

Ever since PE class, Wang Lin had become Lu Xiaocha's fan. She despised what Pei Xue and the others had done.

Lu Xiaocha nodded. "How unlucky!"

The two of them raised their heads and walked past her proudly. Wang Lin even snorted heavily.

Pei Xue no longer looked as high-spirited as before. Her face was very ugly and she had dark circles under her eyes. When she saw Lu Xiaocha, her eyes turned red.

"You're happy now, aren't you, cousin?"

Lu Xiaocha: Who's your cousin? I'm not.

"Lu Xiaocha!" Pei Xue shouted at her back.

Lu Xiaocha turned around, her beautiful eyes filled with a terrifying hostility. "Get lost!"

Pei Xue turned pale under her gaze.