Chapter 5 — Sweet for You

8Tieu Mac stopped me, dragging a group of girls who liked Tieu Duyet Ninh behind him. They found a few places around to sit down, took out books and pens and pretended to study, but their eyes kept glancing at me and Tieu Mac. When there are no classes, the lecture hall is used as a self-study room, anyone can freely enter and exit. This is inherently their right. I tightened my grip on the strap of my bag, knowing clearly in my heart - wanting to leave, it wouldn't be easy at all. Tieu Mac looked at me, his eyes were red, and he looked a little pitiful. But as soon as she opened her mouth, my pity immediately disappeared. There's always a place for pity. "I told you, you're not worthy of Senior Tieu at all. You don't have the beauty, the body shape, and the abilities are not as good as us. Up to now, you can't even reach the position of Minister. What do you have in your hand? Yet you dare to send a confession, even pretending to be anonymous. Who gave you that face?" The more Tieu Mac talked, the angrier he became, his face turned red: "Yesterday's account was originally in the hands of Senior Tieu. You didn't see him react like that." When I saw the article you sent? In my opinion, you really brought shame on yourself! I was stunned. Now I understand why Tieu Ha and the others knew I posted the confession. Yesterday was a complete mess. Why did I forget, the confession account is managed by Tieu Duyet Ninh's department. Not only him, everyone in that department also knew. I just think confessions are inherently very secure, but I forgot - the people who absolutely shouldn't know are the first to know. More importantly, it turns out he actually saw it. I once held a glimmer of hope — because the official account had no response, perhaps Tieu Duyet Ninh didn't know. Thinking about the six or seven messages he sent and then withdrew them, for the first time I blamed myself: why did I turn off the notifications before going to sleep? I really want to know what he said in the end. Whether I like it or hate it, I want an answer. But he never mentioned it. So what are you going to do? 9But the more I think about it, the more strange it becomes. On confession, people often post confessions of love. It's not uncommon to openly and frankly confess your love to Tieu Duyet Ninh. Yet, it seemed I was the only one targeted by the whole group. This time it was like poking a beehive. The girls around didn't bother to hide their jealous eyes. Tieu Mac was so angry that his eyes turned red. Even Tieu Ha, who was normally disdainful and didn't even pay attention, had to come over and sarcastically say something to me. Why is that? What are they jealous of? Obviously I... didn't get anything either. I don't know how to respond to Tieu Mac's questions. But she doesn't need an answer either. Silent for a while, Tieu Mac suddenly let out cruel words that I could not accept, harsh words without any logic. My mind is blank. By the time I realized it, my hand had already swung up, slapped her in the face, then grabbed her collar: "Don't you dare say another word!"