Transmigrated as the fake young master, I'll beat up the scumbags and b*tches

SuLiu glanced at the time on her phone---more than ten minutes had passed since the agreed meeting time with those seniors.

But there was still no sign of them.

Her frustration scaled, and her face grew more and more annoyed.

That person's constant urging only fueled her desire to finish everything as soon as possible.

This time, SuLiu needed to be ruthless.

She sprayed herself with perfume, masking the scent of smoke on her clothes.

In fact, quite a few boys in her class did the same thing. After smoking in the restroom, they would skillfully spray on perfume to avoid being caught by the teacher.

And even if the teacher did notice, they stubbornly insisted that they hadn't smoked.

After all, the only scent left on them was that of perfume.

"Knock, knock."

A knock sounded at the door, and SuLiu straightened up, already imagining how she would handle the conversation with those guys.

More importantly, she wasn't worried about them trying anything with her here---this was her territory, after all.

If she made a sound, the people outside would naturally come in and deal with those boys.

With a sweet smile and a gentle tone, SuLiu spoke, "Come in."

She placed her hands on her knees, perfectly embodying the posture of a model student. However, when she saw who had just walked through the door, she froze in shock.

SuLiu could have slapped herself twice, and she still wouldn't have believed the person before her would show up here.

HuMing entered with a smile on his face, casually walking in.

SuLiu's astonishment was written all over her face. She stared blankly at the boy before her, completely unsure how to react.

"Surprised to see me?" HuMing asked, lounging on the sofa with one leg crossed over the other, his hands resting casually on his knee.

"Hu... HuMing, what are you doing here?"

"Of course, I'm here for you," HuMing replied calmly, his gaze shifting to the security camera in the corner, a smile dancing on his lips.

SuLiu, feeling on pins and needles, forced a laugh as she looked at HuMing.

 "Is... is that so?"

"Yes, but it would be rather inconvenient if someone else were listening in on our conversation."

Just as HuMing said this, he swiftly grabbed an ashtray from the table and hurled it at the camera in the corner.

The camera shattered, its sound echoed through the room as it was reduced to pieces.

SuLiu instinctively covered her ears and screamed.

Outside, the pool hall owner burst through the door, alarmed by the noise.

However, when the owner looked at HuMing, he saw him lounging casually, one hand draped over the back of the sofa, propping up his head with an air of complete nonchalance.

The owner's brow furrowed, and his expression turned stern.

"Young man, why did you damage the property in our shop? Do you know that's against the law?"

"Oh, my bad," HuMing replied with a carefree tone.

"I got a bit carried away and felt the sudden urge to break something. How about this---I'll pay you two thousand yuan. Does that work?"

He pulled out his phone and readily stepped forward to make the payment.

But the owner didn't have it. He grabbed HuMing by the sleeve, attempting to drag him out of the room.

"You destroyed the camera and also tried to bully the girl inside? I won't stand for this! I'm calling the police!"

People outside began to glance in HuMing's direction.

The owner glared at HuMing, expecting to see fear on his face. But to his surprise, HuMing wasn't the least bit nervous. On the contrary, his smile was bright and confident.

He leaned closer to the owner, lowering his voice as he spoke.

"I don't think your boss would want this to escalate. How about you give him a call and ask him what he thinks might happen if Han LiTian gets wind of this?"

The owner stood there, stunned.

He stared blankly at HuMing, unable to process what was happening.

What no one knew was that while he appeared to be the owner of the pool hall, he was actually an employee hired by the real boss. This was a secret known only to him and his boss.

Now, the boy in front of him had just revealed this secret, suggesting that he must have some connection with the boss.

The owner silently released HuMing's collar and turned away to the front desk to make a phone call.

"Please, don't disturb us until I'm done."

HuMing closed the door with a smile, then turned to see SuLiu trembling with fear. At that moment, she looked as innocent as a frightened rabbit.

Seeing what HuMing had just done, she was terrified that he might be so furious that he would do something that could ruin her life forever.

"HuMing... what do you want to do?"

Her eyes were red and swollen, her voice trembling, making her seem even more vulnerable.

HuMing, however, retook his seat on the sofa, his smile unwavering.

"I thought you were a smart person."

HuMing's words left SuLiu stunned, not quite understanding his meaning.

"You've been playing around me for so long, bringing breakfast and trying to help me with tutoring. You must be tired of it all by now."

"HuMing, what are you talking about? I don't understand. I... I know I made mistakes in the past, but I really like you!"

SuLiu pushed herself up from the sofa, crawling toward HuMing. But a single glance from him was enough to make her freeze, terrified to go any further.

She could see the contempt in his eyes.

"At first, you played the role so well--- Like a playboy regretting his actions, constantly making amends. It made others see your efforts more clearly."

HuMing's finger lightly tapped on the sofa, but to SuLiu, it felt like a direct assault on her heart.

At that moment, she felt her breath becoming labored, incapable of even taking a deep breath.

"Though I find your persistence quite annoying, I know the person behind the scenes wants you to do this. They want to see me accept you again and then have you betray me, right?" HuMing's smile suddenly widened, brimming with confidence.

To SuLiu, it felt like he had driven a knife straight into her heart.

Her eyes glazed over with disbelief, and the shock in her eyes was evident to HuMing.

"I'll make sure he doesn't get what he wants. Instead, I'll keep him dangling, making him waste time and money on you. I'll let him think he can use you to stab me in the back."

"SuLiu, I'm just humiliating you in the way you know best."

SuLiu's lips turned white as she shook her head repeatedly, "No... it's impossible. How could you possibly know about these things?"

"If you hadn't touched Ye QiuXue, I might have kept you around for some while longer. It's a pity you chose the fastest route to your doom."

HuMing clapped his hands with a "pat", face masked with a satisfied expression, enjoying the sight of SuLiu's ashen face.

"Congratulations. As a pawn, you're out of the game!"