Last time N was scared by Izabe lifting up and did not dare to go to Izabe’s trouble for a long time.


    Today, when they met, N saw Izabe standing in the line from afar.


    Today’s Izabe and the previous Izabe is like a new person, she is no longer wearing heavy bangs, nor is she wearing a dirt-cheap school uniform, nor is she carrying the rotten school bag that has worn out its skin.


    She was wearing a nice dress, carrying a small white shoulder bag, tied pill hair, and a beige sunflower hairpin on one side, people standing inside the long line, five or six meters away, N was across the road, and saw her at a nce.


    Izabe did nothing, she just stood there, with her pretty face and snow-white skin, she was striking enough.


    Seeing Izabe again after a month or so, N’s initial fear had long since dissipated, leaving only jealousy and inexplicable anger.


    She doesn’t know why, she just doesn’t want to make it easy for Izabe!


    “Why don’t you say anything, what are you weak-minded about?”


    N said, raising her hand and nudging Izabe.


    Izabe didn’t stand still, and the man stumbled and fell right out of the line.Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    A youngdy behind her helped her and Izabe snapped back, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”


    She said, regaining her footing and staring ahead in an effort to ignore N’s presence.


    However N has been bullying her since she was a junior, how could she let Izabe off so easily.


    Seeing that she was ignoring her, N felt ashamed and couldn’t resist reaching out and pulling Izabe: “It’s been a long time, I want to catch up with you!”


    She said while tugging at Izabe.


    Izabe broke her fingers, “Don’t you touch me!”


    She said this in a small voice, even with a few tremors, which gave N their confidence: “You really think you’re a little princess now, Izabe? Come out here, don’t force my hand!”


    She said, raising her p.


    Izabe’s whole body stiffened for a moment, looking at N, her hands hanging at her side tightening.


    She could guess what N was trying to do when they took her away.


    They must want to strip her and cut her hair again like they did before!


    There were people around, but no one spoke up to help her. The shadow of the past made Izabe’s whole body tremble.


    Izabe would love to lift N up like she didst time.


    But with so many people, she didn’t dare.


    They will look at her like a monster!


    No one wille to her rescue, no one.


    Tears fell from Izabe’s desperate eyes, and someone in the group cursed: “Go somewhere else if you want to make a scene, don’t get in our way!”


    N they typically bully soft, hear someone say they make trouble influence, her heart is a little panic.


    She gestured sideways to Hana Kennedy beside her, and one of them tugged Izabe’s arm and the other tugged the clothes on Izabe’s shoulders, pulling Izabe out of the line.


    Izabe was yanked out of line and she tried to resist, “Let go of me!”


    However, just as she resisted, N suddenly hooked her neck and lowered her head and whispered in her ear, “The family that adopted you still doesn’t know about your previous affairs, right? Do you think, if they knew about your previous ‘skills’, the aunt who adopted you, would still dare to take you?”


    Hearing N’s words, Izabe’s entire body felt like it was being pressed by something, and she didn’t dare to move at all: “No!”


    N in the end is still afraid that Izabe lifted her up again, “Be good and go with us to catch up, I’ll be in a good mood and help you keep your secret, otherwise, I’m not only going to get you abandoned, I can also make you a celebrity in the first school!”


    Izabe fell into a hole of ice, where she still dared to resist.


    N has too many “handles” on her!


    She thought they would leave her alone once she transferred to another school, but why, she still wouldn’t leave her alone?


    Why exactly?


    Izabe was almost dragged across the street by N and the girls, she couldn’t resist and didn’t dare to resist.


    As she crossed the street, N looked back at Izabe, her eyes fell on the bun on top of her head, and reached out and ripped it apart.


    Izabe’s scalp tingled with pain and struggled as N pulled out her phone and waved it triumphantly in front of her, “Remember these pictures, Izabe?”


    The photo inside the girl’s top was stripped naked, hair messy curled up in the corner.


    After Izabe saw it, the few moments of rebellion that had just arisen were instantly suppressed.


    “Izabe.”


    Before being dragged into the mall, a familiar male voice suddenly came.


    Izabe was stunned for a moment, looked up and found Victor appeared somehow in the next year.


    It was as if she saw help, “Victor-”


    Victor looked at the wretched Izabe, frowned a little, reached out and yanked the person to his side, “What are you doing?”


    The boy’s sight oppression cold hostile, N some heart weakness, holding the phone’s hand a tremor, that phone fell on the ground.


    Victor subconsciously looked down, the sun, the phone screen some sh, but despite this, he still saw the picture inside the screen before the phone fell to the ground.


    As if realizing something, he instantly squatted down and picked up the phone, only nced at it, the smile inside the peach blossom eyes suddenly disappeared, he shoved the phone into the hands of Izabe: “Delete the photo.”


    N didn’t like it when she heard it: “Why? That’s a picture inside my phone!”


    Victor snorted, “School violence is it?”


    He said, turning back to Maximus, who was sitting inside the cafe not far away, and winked, “Come here!”


    Maximus raised an eyebrow and got up and walked over, sweeping a nce at them before his eyes finally fell on Victor: “What for?”


    “School violence, aren’t you the best at that?”


    Maximus heard his words, nced at Izabe, whose hand was trembling with the phone beside Victor, and tsked, “Got it, wait.”


    He said, pulling out his cell phone to make a call.


    At this time, Callie, who could not easily find Izabe, ran over and when she saw Izabe’s appearance, her whole body exploded: “What’s going on? Izabe, who bullied you?”


    Izabe saw N her phone inside the photo, people have long broken down.


    Callie saw her tears like a broken thread, heartbroken, while taking tissues andforting: “Izabe don’t be afraid, no one dares to bully you, no one dares!”


    Callie had just taken out the tissue when she saw the picture inside the phone in Izabe’s hand.


    She picked up her phone incredulously, and when she finished looking at the album with the note “Toys”, Callie’s face turned red with anger and she went up to N and pped her twice: “Are you fucking human?”