"Look at me! I'm the one who truly loves you. All those times I hit you before? That was just to get your attention!"
The greasy, cringy pickup line made Su Nian's skin crawl.
'This ghost is really shameless. Did it figure out that bullying me wasn't working, so now it's trying to gross me out with this emotional garbage?'
But Su Nian wasn't some love-struck fool. She was a living, breathing person. She wasn't a masochist who would fall for someone who hit her for no reason.
If there was one thing Su Nian hated, it was phoniness. She had always been a direct, no-nonsense person.
Whatever these people were planning today, Su Nian had only one goal: take them out.
She smiled, but her eyes were filled with malice.
She advanced step by step, walking toward the boys who were still striking all sorts of cringy poses.
But before she could reach the boy at the front, her consciousness was yanked from the scene. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the bus.
