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As soon as the door closed, I couldn't help but laugh. Niu Xinyan is a brother complex type. Whenever we argue, it always brings us closer; we've never kept our distance. This time was no different.
Niu Xinyan had figured it out: Huo Yan was just an outsider, while I was his blood-related sister. So he believed me.
The next day at school, in front of everyone, I started bullying Huo Yan. I grabbed her hair and dragged her out of the classroom. Huo Yan didn't dare to fight back; she could only cry out in pain.
I laughed, "Is that all you've got? I still have plenty of tricks up my sleeve."
Huo Yan stopped crying and glared at me with red eyes. I grinned, "That glare is nice; keep it up, and I'll treat you to milk tea after school."
Huo Yan was so angry that she cried even more. I raised an eyebrow, "Don't like milk tea? How about coffee instead?"
Through gritted teeth, Huo Yan said, "Niu Xinmin, don't go too far."
Feigning surprise, I replied, "Wow, you can talk? I'm sorry, I didn't know you were a person; I thought you were just an object."
Huo Yan trembled with anger. I patted her shoulder reassuringly, "It's okay, it's okay. Relax; I'm just messing with you."
Huo Yan shot back, "Messing with me? You pushed my head into the toilet; is that your idea of fun?"
I nodded, "Yep."
Huo Yan was even angrier now. I blinked innocently, "What? Did you think I actually hated you?"
Huo Yan froze in surprise.
"I really hate you," I said.
Huo Yan was furious and turned to leave.
I blocked her path. "Don't go, don't go. You haven't apologized yet."
Through gritted teeth, Huo Yan replied, "I'm sorry."
I wasn't satisfied. "There's no sincerity in that."
Taking a deep breath, Huo Yan said, "I'm sorry, is that better?"
Still not satisfied, I shook my head. "Not good enough."
Huo Yan snapped, "What do you want then?"
I smirked and said, "Bow to me and call me 'Auntie,' and I'll forgive you."
Huo Yan exploded, "Niu Xinmin, don't push it!"
I shrugged. "Then there's nothing to talk about."
Fuming, Huo Yan stormed off.
In the afternoon, Huo Yan's teacher came to see me.
The reason? Huo Yan had reported me for bullying her.
The teacher asked what happened.
With tears in my eyes, I recounted the events from the Birthday Banquet the day before. I also mentioned how Huo Yan had spread rumors about me.
To add credibility, I pulled out the depression diagnosis certificate from the hospital.
The teacher looked at me with sympathy in her eyes.
In the end, she comforted me instead.
Zhu Qian was confused. "If you didn't bully Huo Yan, then why did she accuse you of bullying her?"
I blinked. "Maybe I'm just a bad woman."
Zhu Qian looked puzzled.
I continued to explain, "My family is wealthy and looks down on her because hers is poor, so I became a bully."
Zhu Qian understood, "Then why bully me? I'm poor too and can barely afford to eat."
Well, this girl really is quite perceptive.
When I got home that evening, Huo Yan came again. This time, she ran to my mom in tears, claiming that I was bullying her and preventing her from participating in the school's anniversary celebration piano solo performance.
My mom patiently listened and gently told her, "Xinmin is also performing; she is one of the main characters."
Huo Yan stopped crying and looked at me in disbelief.
I raised an eyebrow at her, "Don't worry; there's still half a month left. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Huo Yan's expression darkened.
She knew I was deliberately targeting her.
But there was nothing she could do about it. My dad had already found out that she was a student sponsored by my brother and had scolded her.
Huo Yan had fallen out of favor with my parents.
But that was fine; those who despise me will eventually regret it.
In the days that followed, I found ways to torment Huo Yan every day. I would either hide her homework or take the snacks from her desk. Sometimes, I would tie her hair to her chair or pour cold water on her seat in the middle of winter.
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