Song Rui was naturally quite unhappy, his heart ached for the girl he liked as she faced grievances.
Of course, he, the spoilt son of heaven, was even more annoyed when others meddled in his affairs.
If a Crown Prince from a top-tier wealthy family wanted to teach someone a lesson, he didn’t even need to do anything himself—a mere hint was enough... and someone else would take action.
Thus, the bullying of the original protagonist began in earnest...things like applying glue to chairs, placing insects, throwing water, locking her in the restroom, and even beating her up, among others.
It left the original protagonist in untold misery.
She endured it every day.
Moreover, these people warned the original protagonist...if she dared to tell the teachers, they would then target Rong Qiao.
To prevent her younger sister from also receiving such inhumane treatment, the original protagonist thus clenched her teeth and bore it.
Regarding the original protagonist coming home injured every day, her uncle, who worked overtime all year round, would come home late and leave early and never noticed the strangeness in his grandniece.
Although his wife did see it, she didn’t care at all, as long as it didn’t affect the housework.
If the aunt didn’t care, that might have been justifiable since she loathed the sisters who were living off their family.
But what was unacceptable was the original protagonist’s sister, Rong Qiao, who also turned a blind eye to her own sister’s suffering...and they even shared the same room.
The cause was still because of the boy her sister liked...which somewhat saddened the original protagonist.
But the most crucial part wasn’t this. Due to the harassment by those people, it severely affected the original protagonist’s studies.
And on the day of the college entrance examination, the original protagonist faced an accident and missed one of her exams.
She performed poorly in the subsequent subjects.

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