C30 They Were Threatening

Wen Ke'er was alone in her dormitory.

She sat at her desk, holding a mirror, examining her red and swollen face.

She sighed in resignation.

All she could hope for was that time would fly by so she could graduate sooner and grow stronger quicker.

Shi Qian found Wen Ke'er's dorm room with precision and knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock, Wen Ke'er assumed it was her roommate who had forgotten her key again. She set down the mirror and hurried to open the door.

But when the door swung open, she was taken aback to see Shi Qian standing there!

Wen Ke'er exclaimed in surprise, "Qian, what brings you here?"

Shi Qian remained silent, her gaze fixed on Wen Ke'er's swollen cheek.

Wen Ke'er instinctively covered her face.

"What happened?" Shi Qian inquired.

"It's nothing," Wen Ke'er replied with a forced smile. "I just had a little accident and fell."

"Really? And you fell on someone's hand to get those five finger marks?" Shi Qian asked, her tone tinged with anger.

But her frustration wasn't directed at Wen Ke'er; she felt somehow responsible for the incident.

After a brief pause, she asked, "It was Wen Yiran, wasn't it?"

Her voice carried a note of certainty.

She was aware of the strained relationship between Wen Ke'er and Wen Yiran.

Wen Ke'er hesitated, on the verge of speaking.

Shi Qian turned to leave, but Wen Ke'er quickly reached out and grabbed her hand. "Qian, please don't go."

Shi Qian looked at her reassuringly. "You don't have to be afraid when I'm here."

Wen Ke'er held onto her, "Qian, please don't go. It was just a slap; I'll be fine. The Wen family may not be rich, but my uncle is quite influential. Don't stir up trouble with them."

Shi Qian considered Wen Ke'er for a moment before responding, "Okay, I won't confront her."

She wasn't intimidated by the Wen family, but she knew that Wen Ke'er was still tied to them. If she retaliated on Wen Ke'er's behalf and confronted Wen Yiran, it would only make things worse for Wen Ke'er when she went back to the Wen family.

A different approach was needed.

Wen Ke'er smiled in gratitude. "Thank you."

Shi Qian was incredulous.

To think he had the nerve to thank her, utterly heartless.

Wen Yiran was clearly taking out her frustrations on Wen Ke'er because of Ke'er's closeness to him.

After leaving Ke'er's dormitory, Shi Qian casually found a nearby internet cafe, booted up a computer, and began digging for everything she could find on Wen Yiran.

It didn't take long for her to uncover some dirt.

Looking at the surveillance screenshots on the computer screen, Shi Qian couldn't help but smirk.

She hadn't expected Wen Yiran to be so carefree and promiscuous. Despite her youth, she had already been involved with several boyfriends, engaging in trysts in hotel rooms and cars with impressive ease.

Finding the right angles, Shi Qian captured several incriminating photos: desperate kisses in hotel hallways, furtive entrances, and intimate moments in cars, then sent them to her own phone.

As Shi Qian reviewed the photos and the less-than-attractive men featured in them, she shuddered, "Yikes! That's an eyesore. I need to delete these as soon as I'm done."

For someone with high standards for appearance, these images were particularly hard to stomach.

Shi Qian noted down Wen Yiran's phone number, erased all traces of her search, and left the internet cafe.

In a coffee shop near the school, Shi Qian settled into a quiet corner with a cup of coffee.

Soon after, Wen Yiran approached her, face twisted with discomfort.

Wen Yiran glared at Shi Qian and demanded, "What's your game?"

Shi Qian sipped her coffee leisurely before replying, "Take a seat. I'd rather not crane my neck to talk."

Fuming, Wen Yiran could feel her anger boiling over. She had no idea how Shi Qian had gotten hold of those photos, let alone sent them to her phone.

Biting back her rage, she took a seat across from Shi Qian.

Shi Qian set down her coffee and said with a nonchalant air, "Staring won't help you. Frankly, I'd rather not have to look at you at all."

"What do you want from me?" Wen Yiran asked through clenched teeth.