The rural beauty, Chapter 770: The Hard Hit on the Drowning Girl, Chapter 770: The Hard Hit on the Drowning Girl This girl, indeed, has been giving herself another hard time—didn’t she just use a few underhanded tactics in the woods to gain a slight advantage over you? Now she’s holding a grudge like this? Land Yun rubbed his nose, eyeing Wang Shiyu with a thoughtful gaze. "Wang Shiyu, as a poor student with no funds, how could I possibly pay for a toll? But if you’d like something else, I’m more than willing to fulfill your request—books, for instance." As he spoke, his sharp eyes scanned down from the neckline of Wang Shiyu’s sleeveless t-shirt, revealing a moderate indentation—a graceful, half-hidden expanse of snowy white, like a delicate pipa player half-concealing her form. "Wang Shiyu's fierce words landed like a thunderclap. The once-brash Wang Dabao, who had been repeatedly beaten by Lu Yun, couldn't help but quietly smile. Lu Yun gave him a withering look and snapped, 'Laugh it off—do you think you're going to get hit again?'" "The same thing said by Lu Yun carried a rough, unrefined edge. Wang Dapao wanted to retaliate, but his fists simply couldn't match Lu Yun's strength—so he could only sigh and mutter, 'What's the big deal? You're not the one who came looking for a fight.' Then he pretended to tidy up his desk. 'Ugh!' Lu Yun gave a sharp, dismissive sigh, looking down his nose at Wang Dapao, and then turned to Wang Shiyu and said, 'Just look where you're supposed to look! You keep making me look at places I don't want to. If we had any kind of special relationship, I'd certainly agree to look at those places—though I'd never, ever let you do it when your relatives come over. I'm prone to blood phobia; the moment I see blood, I start doing things I never even realize I'm doing!' 'Lu Yun, you're dead!' Wang Shiyu exploded. 'You're absolutely unbearable! I'm going to fight you!' Oh, here we go again. 'Fine, let's fight. But if I lose, don't act like you did last time—don't be such a Lü Yun saw Wang Shiyu glaring at him with embarrassment and indignation, her eyes blazing with fury. He smiled to himself, secretly amused—trying to tease his friends, you’re still a bit too fresh. A few slightly crude remarks were enough to make you blush deeply, and now you’re going to fight me? “You…,” Wang Shiyu was stunned by Lü Yun’s sheer audacity. She found herself at a loss for words, her face flushed, her eyes fixed fiercely on him, before finally managing to squeeze out two words: “unworthy.” Lü Yun chuckled, “Thank you for the overstatement. I merely speak plainly to people and differently to ghosts. To be praised so warmly by Miss Shi Yu is truly humbling.” Wang Shiyu was nearly ready to lose her mind. She had intended to put Lü Yun to the test, only to find herself outmaneuvered by him—especially that suspicious gaze, constantly scanning over her body. She felt both embarrassed and angry, yet a quiet sense of satisfaction lingered in her heart. Was this indeed the essence of two contrasting extremes? No, absolutely not. I can't possibly like such a slick, insincere fellow. Wang Shiyu was startled by the sudden thought that had popped into her mind, her heart pounding wildly, her cheeks flushed as red as a ripe apple. Land Yun watched, drooling. "Wait a minute, Wang Shiyu, are you really going to keep me standing here, making me watch your two snow peaks like that, just gazing at them, drooling all the while?" "Noticing Wang Shiyu had suddenly gone silent, Lu Yun seized the opportunity to launch into a sharp rebuke, his words even more biting. Wang Shiyu huffed, looked up at Lu Yun, but made no move to shield her chest with her hands. She frowned, saying, 'Could you not speak any more rudely? Without knowing you, I'd think you were some crude, lecherous rogue!' Gradually, her tone softened, as if gently reminding Lu Yun. Lu Yun glanced at Wang Shiyu's two pale cheeks one last time and smiled, 'Hey, I don't need to say much—what I say depends on who I'm speaking to...' 'Shut up, you're the one who's ridiculous!' Wang Shiyu scowled, stepping back. Being stared at so intently, even Wang Shiyu—whose temperament was as boyish as a young man—found herself a bit overwhelmed, and she slipped aside to make room for Lu Yun to pass. 'If only you'd done this earlier, I wouldn't have had to act like some lusty, overeager suitor!' Lu Yun sighed, intending to walk past her. Just as he took a step forward, Wang Sh Wang Shiyu noticed Lu Yun looking at her with a touch of puzzlement, so she stepped up and measured her height against Lu Yun's body. "Such a stubborn girl!" Lu Yun chuckled, then sat down steadily at her own seat, giving Wang Shiyu plenty of time to chat—especially during class. He couldn't help but let out a sly, mischievous laugh deep inside... Village Beauty 770, Main Text 770, Chapter on the Fierce Beatdown of the Drowning Girl, now updated!