Chapter 13: The Rebellious Girl

Just as the two were having a pleasant conversation, a shrill ringtone sounded softly. Du Ziyang apologized and picked up the phone, speaking softly to the other end for a few moments. Then, she smiled helplessly and said, "I have to go back. My best friend woke up and is looking for me. Here, give me your phone number so we can stay in touch in the future."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment, nodded, and recited a string of numbers.

"Ring, ring, ring!"

Brother is in the style of江南style (Gangnam Style);

Gangnam Style

During the day, he is a warm and charming woman;

A woman with the taste to enjoy a cup of coffee.

Du Ziyang's slender fingers pressed the call button, and immediately, the tune of "Gangnam Style" rang from Zhao Heng's pocket, filling the restaurant. Zhao Heng's expression changed slightly. When did Lu Meng change his ringtone? Du Ziyang was initially stunned but then burst into laughter.

Clearly, she was surprised by Zhao Heng's choice of ringtone, but it also made her feel closer to him. She stood up and waved goodbye, "Zhao Heng, it was great meeting you today! You made this meal less depressing and lifted the gloom from my day."

"You made me not believe what my father said, that there are no good people in this world."

Zhao Heng let out an awkward laugh but didn't say anything. Out of politeness, he stood up to see her to the door. Just as they reached the restaurant entrance, a fragrant breeze blew from nearby, and a fashionable girl wearing glasses walked up to Du Ziyang, her face showing a hint of anxiety.

"Ziyang, what's wrong?"

"Uncle said you were in trouble, what happened?"

Du Ziyang smiled lightly but didn't answer directly, "It was a small matter, not worth mentioning!" She didn't want to repeat the events to avoid worrying her friend, nor did she want her friend's brother to fuss over her. Compared to those annoying greetings, it was better to quietly let the danger pass.

The fashionable girl took off her glasses and carefully examined Du Ziyang. Seeing that she was unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, she would have been in trouble. Then, she noticed Zhao Heng standing nearby. She could tell that the relationship between Du Ziyang and Zhao Heng was somewhat subtle, and her eyebrows furrowed. "Ziyang, who is he?"

The pretty girl was slightly surprised, "I've never seen him before!"

Du Ziyang smiled faintly, "He's a new friend I just met, Zhao Heng."

Zhao Heng nodded politely, "Hello!"

"I'm Ding Lingling, Zhao Heng, not bad."

The pretty girl's tone was neither warm nor cold as she repeated Zhao Heng's name. She didn't deliberately distance herself, nor did she feign enthusiasm. Her sharp eyes could tell that Zhao Heng's clothes and appearance wouldn't cost more than 100 yuan. Facing such a person, Ding Lingling had no particular interest in befriending him.

Of course, there were also low-key rich kids, but Ding Lingling didn't believe any rich kid would deliberately wear cheap clothes on a train. Therefore, she nodded dismissively and didn't bother to ask how they met, instead pulling Du Ziyang and saying, "Ziyang, let's go back to the room quickly."

"There will be a stop soon, and many people will be getting on and off."

She glanced around at the crowd with disgust and then glanced at Zhao Heng indifferently, "Let's stay put until we reach Huahai. Otherwise, Uncle will worry. After all, there are too many bad people on the train. Haven't you seen the news? Every train has fights, thefts, and other incidents. So let's stay low."

As she spoke, she showed a hint of resentment, "If we hadn't left them behind, we wouldn't have to be so cautious. With their protection, we wouldn't have to be so careful." She then gripped Du Ziyang's arm, "Ziyang, I just want to get you back safely. My brother is worried sick."

"He didn't dare to disturb you, so he sent me dozens of messages."

Du Ziyang's brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't respond. Zhao Heng could see a hint of helplessness on her face. Then, she smiled faintly and said, "Zhao Heng, goodbye. See you at Huahai University."

Zhao Heng nodded, "Sure, we'll keep in touch."

The pretty girl who was pulling Du Ziyang away frowned slightly and glanced back at Zhao Heng. Is this guy also from Huahai University? How is that possible? A hint of suspicion made her stop, and she said with a meaningful tone, "Are you a freshman at Huahai University? The admission score for Huahai University is very high for students from other cities."

This statement clearly showed her disbelief that Zhao Heng was a Huahai freshman. To her, Zhao Heng looked more like a migrant worker's child, given his shabby clothes. She didn't wait for Zhao Heng to respond and suddenly reached out, saying without hesitation, "Show me your admission letter."

This was quite rude!

As Zhao Heng's gaze hardened and he was about to turn away, Du Ziyang's face turned cold, and she said softly, "Lingling, this is my friend, a friend who just helped me. Although you are my best friend, I cannot allow you to insult him. Please apologize to him, or I will be upset."

"Lingling, I'm sorry."

Ding Lingling reined in her mocking expression and smiled awkwardly, "Don't be angry! I was entrusted by Uncle to take care of you, so I have the duty to help you discern your friends. These days, people who help you can be sincere or insincere. Who knows if he's just pretending to get close to you?"

As she spoke, she didn't wait for Du Ziyang to say anything and quickly asked Zhao Heng, "Show me your admission letter and ID. If you are really a freshman at Huahai University, I will apologize for my earlier comments. Otherwise, don't blame me for misunderstanding you. After all, Huahai University has a very high threshold for students from other cities."

She stretched out her hand arrogantly, "Hand them over."

Her smooth, nail-polished hand waved in front of Zhao Heng.

Seeing the disdain and contempt in her eyes, a hint of amusement crossed Zhao Heng's face. He ignored her arrogant attitude and didn't respond, as that would only make her more self-righteous. So, he smiled at Du Ziyang, "Ziyang, I'm going back. It was great meeting you today. Have a pleasant journey."

Du Ziyang nodded slightly, "Sure! Zhao Heng, I'm sorry."

Zhao Heng waved his hand to show he didn't mind and then walked past the angry Ding Lingling. Before he had taken a few steps, she preemptively said to Du Ziyang, "Ziyang, see? He doesn't dare face me! He's guilty, a person who doesn't even show his documents must be up to something!"

She huffed, "Playing games in front of me, how childish!"

Du Ziyang didn't respond, silently protesting her behavior.

Zhao Heng walked away without looking back. It wasn't that he had a good temper, but rather that he didn't want to lower himself to argue with or prove himself to a rude woman. In other words, if it weren't for Du Ziyang, he wouldn't even have glanced at Ding Lingling. A dog bites a person, but a person doesn't necessarily bite back.

Ignoring her was the greatest contempt for a rude woman.

Ding Lingling secretly gave him the middle finger as he walked away.

Time passed in the night, and amidst the noise and bustle, the train slowly pulled into the station. It was sunrise, and the clear sign of Huahai Station and the electronic announcements in the carriage told everyone they had reached their destination. People began to disembark in a hurry.

The crowd surged, and Zhao Heng frowned as he watched people rush to get off the train. He didn't join them but chose to wait in his seat. As the passengers gradually decreased, the carriage soon had only Zhao Heng left. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw Du Ziyang and her companions pass by the window.

Her beautiful figure was quite eye-catching.

However, Du Ziyang was no longer alone. Besides the fashionable and impolite girl, there were two men with respectful expressions beside her. From their build and gait, they were likely former soldiers of the People's Liberation Army. Zhao Heng smiled faintly: I didn't expect her to be a rich girl, I misjudged her.

But he didn't regret missing the opportunity to save himself years of hard work, nor did he think about how to use the favor of the admission letter to approach Du Ziyang. To Zhao Heng, Du Ziyang was just a passerby in his life. At most, she was a friend with a bit of a pleasant memory, nothing more.

Perhaps Du Ziyang had already forgotten him, after all, a rich girl's world is full of talented people.

As Zhao Heng stepped out of the carriage, he looked at the words "Huahai" and sighed, "Huahai, I'm here!"

Years ago, Xu Wenqiang made a name for himself in Huahai, and Zhao Heng was determined to rise from here!

The difference was that Huahai was just a stepping stone for him.

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