"Mr. Fan?"
Celia finally remembered. It was the notorious playboy, Fan Jun, whom she had run into at the airport.
Li Yuting quickly stepped up to defend her."Why are you speaking so harshly? And what's with calling her Harley Quinn? Doesn't she have her own name?"
"Who are you?" one girl sneered. "Oh right, you're that underachiever from Class 28."
"You—!" Li Yuting's face flushed with anger.
Just then, Zuo Ming and a few male classmates hurried over, forming a protective line in front of the girls."What's wrong with Class 28?" Zuo Ming barked. "So what if we're not in your so-called Rocket Class? You think you can just bully us?"
"Tsk." Ning Xiner folded her arms, her tone dripping with arrogance. "Everyone knows Rocket Class is for top students, while Class 28 is filled with losers. Now you've even picked up a Harley Quinn lookalike. What a perfect match!"
"You—!"
Zuo Ming was about to lunge forward when Celia calmly stopped him. She stepped up herself, her clear eyes locking on Ning Xiner."You came here because of Fan Jun, didn't you?"
"That's right." Ning Xiner lifted her chin proudly. "I'm warning you, Harley Quinn. Fan Jun is mine. You'd better not even think about competing with me."
Celia smirked faintly. "Relax. I have no interest in Fan Jun. If you like him so much, go ahead and pick him up."
"Pick him up?"
Ning Xiner froze for a moment, not quite understanding.
Celia then winked at Yu Jie, her voice dripping with sarcasm."I didn't expect that the pride of Rocket Class, Ning Xiner, actually enjoys picking up trash at the gates of Class 28. You're really disgracing the so-called top students."
Pfft—
Zuo Ming burst out laughing."Hah! Ning Xiner, how does it feel? A top student like you, fighting with us 'underachievers' over a boyfriend?"
"Exactly!" another chimed in. "Ning Xiner treats Fan Jun—someone even our Celia wouldn't bother with—like he's a priceless treasure. That's what passes for 'elite taste' in Rocket Class, huh?"
"..."
Ning Xiner and her friends' expressions twisted in humiliation. They hadn't expected Celia to be so quick-witted. With just a few cutting remarks, she had rallied Class 28 and turned the tables completely.
Just then, a soft, melodic voice floated over."Xin'er, what's going on here?"
Everyone turned.
Yara Lu had arrived.
The moment she appeared, the crowd's attention snapped to her. The school beauty herself had entered the scene.
Ning Xiner instantly regained her confidence. Several classmates hurried to Yara's side, fawning over her while throwing barbs at Celia.
"Yaoyao, you're finally here! Our Rocket Class has the most stunning beauty in the entire Imperial University, while Class 28 only has a scarred Harley Quinn."
"Class 28 can't compete with us in grades, and they can't compete in looks either. They're simply beneath us."
"Yaoyao, let's go."
Before leaving, Yara cast Celia a lofty glance, her eyes filled with disdain.
"That's Beauty Lu," a Class 28 student muttered bitterly. "She's like the face of Rocket Class. Every time she shows up, people gush about her, and Rocket Class uses her as an excuse to look down on us even more."
Li Yuting clutched Celia's slender arm. "Cici, that's Yara Lu—the Imperial Capital's darling. Do you know who her fiancé is?"
Celia blinked. "Who?"
"The president of the Fu Group, the most powerful tycoon in Beijing—Nathaniel Fu."
Nathaniel Fu.
Hearing that name again, Celia's heart gave a sharp tremor. Since that night, they hadn't been in contact. And now, she learned the woman he cherished was Yara Lu.
"Cici," Li Yuting continued in a hushed voice, "Nathaniel Fu and Yara Lu grew up together. Everyone in the Beijing circle calls them the perfect match. Their engagement is already set for next month. It's going to be incredibly extravagant. Rumor has it Mr. Fu has spent an astronomical amount to create a dreamlike celebration just for her. And that's only for the engagement—when the wedding comes, it'll be even grander."