Overlord, Love Me Tender

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations  Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

Ye Qing Luo"s head was filled with black lines.

d.a.m.nit! Why did it felt like she was bullying Ni Ruo Pan?

“Student Ye, go ahead first and ignore me… I will be fine by myself…..” Ni Ruo Pan sniffled, but the tears in her eyes couldn"t stop falling downwards like a stream.

She shook the hand which Ye Qing Luo was holding onto while the other wiped her tears.

Ye Qing Luo"s brow grew tighter.

Those students who originally planned to leave all stopped and crowded around to watch the show.

“Tell me first, why are you crying?”

Ye Qing Luo let go of Ni Ruo Pan"s wrist, her brows knitted closed as she asked.

Ni Ruo Pan suppressed her urge to cry and fiercely wiped her tears, “I…. I never, I don"t feel like cry…”

“Can crying solve your problem? Will being cowardly make these people pity you? Putting yourself in such a lowly position, will it make you happy?” Ye Qing Luo directly cut into her sobbing and sniffling, as she raised bombarding questions continuously at her.

Ni Ruo Pan"s hand which was wiping her tears suddenly halted, as she looked at Ye Qing Luo with tearful eyes.

“Cannot! No! You are not happy!” Ye Qing Luo answered all the questions which she had raised, one by one.

Following that she gave a cold sneer, “You cry, even if you died crying here, no one will pity you. Your cowardice will only make these people step on the top of your head without the slightest scruple, and this makes you unhappy.”

“I said this before, no one is born a waste, unless you position yourself as one. Then….. what you told me before, that you want to become strong, like Tong Zi Qing, is all a load of c.r.a.p!”

Ni Ruo Pan"s eyes widened with embarra.s.sment and indignance, especially after hearing Ye Qing Luo speak out her largest desire in her heart in front of the other students made her feel even more shameful.

She could even feel that the students crowded nearby were jeering at her own overestimation.

“Look at this, you don"t even dare to admit your own desire.” Ye Qing Luo scoffed, as her eyes were enveloped with a layer of frost, “You in this way, don"t even dream of becoming one of the strong forever.”

A weak and inept person, Ye Qing Luo lost all interest to continue preaching any further.

Her life, was determined by herself.

Ni Ruo Pan had chosen to follow the life of a waste, that was her own choice and she needed to pay the equivalent price for it.

A weakling"s mentality, no one could change it.

Only she herself, would be able to walk out of it.

Ye Qing Luo didn"t bothered about Ni Ruo Pan and walked out of the cla.s.sroom directly.

Behind her, the students jeering entered her ears.

She could faintly hear Ni Ruo Pan"s sobbing.

Ye Qing Luo didn"t turn around. To accept this jeering, was Ni Ruo Pan"s own choice.

There was nothing that she could do.

She had already made a reasonable payback for the kindness that she had shown her.

Her future path, would depend on herself.

Ye Qing Luo didn"t stop and walked on the same path which she came by as she left the devil cla.s.s.

When she reached the entrance of the dormitory, Ye Qing Luo"s nose moved as she detected a familiar talc.u.m powder smell.

There was someone in the dormitory?

Mo Yue Ying and Liu Xiao Yu didn"t liked to use talc.u.m powder, furthermore, this scent…..

A figure flashed past her memory.

Ye Qing Luo pushed open the room door at once and as expected, she saw a young lady seated on the sofa drinking tea in the hall.

The lady"s aloof and cold looks, as her eyes were filled with a malicious smile.

“Liu Xue Yue?”

Liu Xiao Yu who had just stepped into the dormitory, the smile that originally hung on her face had took a drastic change when she saw that young lady.

Liu Xiao Yu thumped right next to Ye Qing Luo, “Qing Luo, what"s she doing in our dormitory!”

The minute she saw Liu Xue Yue, Liu Xiao Yu was filled with disgust.

As the Vice President, she was always abusing her official authority for private interests.

She especially hated this sort of person.