I Fall Every Time I Meet an Alpha [Transmigrated into a Book] - Chapter 31
After such a major incident, the principal, board members, grade-level directors, and homeroom teachers of Yinglan High School all came rushing over.
The victim had been unconscious for three days, and they had suffered through three days of torment as well.
When it came down to it, the school couldn’t escape responsibility. They were accountable for inadequate supervision.
Soon, all the balconies in the school building were sealed with security bars, and even the doors leading to the rooftop were welded shut, all to prevent such incidents from happening again.
The fully fortified school building now resembled a prison. What was once eerie had become downright terrifying. Those inside felt suffocated.
The school’s measures faced fierce opposition from the students, who began protesting by skipping classes, claiming the school was violating their human rights and treating them like prisoners.
The school was once again grappling with how to pacify these students.
Gan Qingyun stood on the balcony, coldly observing the chaos unfolding at school. Du Lingyan draped an arm over her shoulder and asked, “How’s my killing-two-birds-with-one-stone plan? I took care of both of them for you.”
Gan Qingyun glanced at the hand resting on her shoulder adorned with dazzling gemstones, overly flashy and garish. A flicker of displeasure crossed her mind, but her expression remained indifferent as she replied, “Good.”
“Then, shouldn’t you reward me with something? Hmm?” Du Lingyan rested her chin on Gan Qingyun’s shoulder, her face drawing uncomfortably close, her warm breath brushing against Gan Qingyun’s neck. Uncomfortable, Gan Qingyun pushed her away and turned to head back to the classroom.
“We’ll see.”
Du Lingyan watched her leave, feeling a twinge of regret. She ran a hand through her hair and turned to look outside. The view, segmented by the security bars, was utterly dull.
The world had always been dull, what made it interesting were the people.
Zhong Xiaoxiao had barely regained consciousness for two days before she started clamoring to go home. The hospital was just too boring.
The doctors said there was no issue and that she could be discharged to recuperate at home.
Zhong Yuanyuan, however, wasn’t convinced. She couldn’t shake her worry and insisted on repeated checkups, confirmations, and then more checkups and confirmations. After all, all medical expenses were being covered.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was an innocent victim in the incident where Meng Yuqing had jumped off the building and landed on her. The Meng family had promised to take full responsibility, covering all medical costs.
The police asked Zhong Xiaoxiao’s side whether they intended to sue the at-fault party, but neither Zhong Xiaoxiao nor Zhong Yuanyuan wanted to escalate the matter. They preferred a private settlement. Zhong Yuanyuan demanded one million in compensation from the Meng family, she had thrown out the number casually, but the Meng family agreed without hesitation. This left Zhong Yuanyuan feeling somewhat unsettled. They hadn’t even haggled, making her wonder if she had undersold.
Zhong Xiaoxiao, fed up with the hospital, kept insisting on going home.
“I don’t want to stay here anymore! I want to go home! Home!”
“Stay a little longer for observation. What if there’s something they missed?”
Zhong Yuanyuan pleaded with her earnestly.
“What could possibly be wrong? I’m perfectly fine.” Zhong Xiaoxiao’s mind was already set on going home. She just wanted to lie in her own bed. Maybe she could even take a break from school and avoid dealing with that villainous female supporting character for a while.
Another reason Zhong Xiaoxiao was so adamant about leaving was that Meng Yuqing was also in the hospital. She lived in constant fear that Meng Yuqing might show up at any moment.
Once Zhong Xiaoxiao started making a fuss, Zhong Yuanyuan had no choice but to give in.
In the end, she had to agree to let her go home.
Back at home, Zhong Xiaoxiao felt completely at ease. Her head no longer spun, and her legs no longer ached. The only downside was that the female lead’s mother was still there, watching over her, which made her a little uncomfortable.
“Mom, I’m fine now, you can go to work,” Zhong Xiaoxiao said to her. “You’ve already skipped several days; the company will probably deduct your bonus.”
“Let them deduct it. As long as you’re okay,” Zhong Yuanyuan replied, feeling somewhat relieved seeing Zhong Xiaoxiao unharmed. “The Meng family compensated us a million, and the school did too. We’re not short on money for now. I just want to stay with you.”
Zhong Xiaoxiao made it clear she didn’t want her mother around. “Mom, you should really go to work. Isn’t work about more than just earning money? It’s about realizing your self-worth! I want you to have your own life and pursuits, not focus solely on me.” The pressure was overwhelming.
Zhong Xiaoxiao’s words sounded noble, but if she had money herself, she’d happily be a couch potato. Screw work, screw self-worth, she just wanted to lie around comfortably in her comfort zone until she grew old and died.
Zhong Yuanyuan thought about the piled-up work at the office. Indeed, as her daughter said, work wasn’t just about money. After skipping several days, her colleagues were probably complaining nonstop.
“Then I’ll go tomorrow. Today, I’ll stay with you.”
“Fine.” There was no other choice.
Zhong Xiaoxiao returned to her long-missed room and was overjoyed. She threw herself onto her soft bed, rolling around gleefully.
Truly, no place is better than home, no matter how humble.
Staying in a luxurious hospital room just didn’t feel right.
No matter how lavish a place is, without a sense of belonging, it’s meaningless.
Zhong Xiaoxiao lay on her bed, reflecting briefly before checking her body nothing was wrong, not even her previously sprained foot.
How strange.
Meng Yuqing had fallen from a height, after all, a whole person dropping from the fifth floor onto her, yet neither of them was seriously hurt. Did that make any sense?
Zhong Xiaoxiao felt a surreal sensation, as if none of this was real. Maybe the world of the book was just different from reality. She could only force herself to accept it.
“Zhong Xiaoxiao has been discharged?” Meng Yuqing asked her brother while half-lying on the hospital bed.
“Yes,” Meng Yuzhou replied.
Facing his sister, Meng Yuzhou’s emotions were complicated. He wanted to scold her but couldn’t bring himself to, afraid of triggering her. So many words remained unspoken, leaving him stifled.
After that one question, Meng Yuqing had nothing else to say. She stared at the bedsheet, lost in thought.
Meng Yuzhou studied her profile, a quiet person, a quiet face. The longer he looked, the more unfamiliar she seemed. He barely recognized his own sister anymore.
Right now, he had no idea what she was thinking.
Meng Yuzhou averted his gaze slightly and said, “Just focus on recovering. Don’t overthink things.”
“I want to go back to school,” Meng Yuqing turned to him and said.
“What?” Meng Yuzhou looked at her in shock. Even if her body had miraculously survived the fall, her mental state was clearly unstable. Letting her return to school felt like releasing a tiger back into the wild, who knew who she’d hurt next?
Considering how she’d targeted Zhong Xiaoxiao before, it was almost certain she’d do it again. So, Meng Yuzhou strongly opposed her return. “Go back after you’ve recovered,” he said, his tone gentle but firm.
“I’m not sick.” Meng Yuqing was tired of repeating this.
“It’s not up to you to decide whether she’s sick or not,” Meng Yuzhou didn’t want to say she was sick either those words would be too hurtful. “Let’s wait for the hospital’s diagnosis results.”