Main Battlefield: President's Shares vs. Young Master's Shares, an Unexpected Outcome

In the classroom.

The vast classroom held only two people: the Student Council President and her timid little secretary, who was cowering behind her.

Not only was the little secretary unable to withstand the young lady's "Conqueror's Haki," but the other classmates couldn't handle it either. It was too intimidating; they felt that staying in the classroom would get them remembered by the young lady.

To avoid such a situation, everyone had fled. Even the teacher scheduled for the next class had found an excuse, claiming a stomachache and saying that if they didn't return, it would be a self-study period.

In this situation, it was highly likely the next class couldn't proceed... Better to hide in the restroom and play on the phone for a while.

These days, in most places, students have it tough while teachers have it relatively easier. But at Dahai City Noble Academy, both teachers and students have their difficulties.

Students are pressured by school rules. Teachers have it somewhat better, with fewer rules, but the problem is these students can't really be scolded or disciplined, making it quite a challenge.

Of course, there are also some unwritten "rules" that teachers need to remember. For instance... in special circumstances, a teacher may choose self-preservation.

Mhm... that's right, self-preservation.

Like the current situation. The young lady and the Student Council President are facing off, the tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Clearly, it's not something a mere classroom teacher can resolve. At times like this, one must choose self-preservation.

Simply put... you better skedaddle!!!

If even the teacher has run off, there's no reason for the students to stay. They all ran outside to watch the drama. The little secretary wanted to join the escape too, after all... the young lady had scolded her before, leaving the poor girl with psychological scars.

She wanted to flee... but the attempt failed. She was intercepted by the Student Council President.

"You dummy, are you trying to run away?!" Dongfang Zhixia's chest heaved as she looked at her little secretary, who wore a guilty expression.

The little secretary's eyes darted around. "No, Miss, I wasn't trying to run, and I'm not scared. I just really need to use the restroom, I... I have to go..."

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

Dongfang Zhixia wasn't afraid of the young lady. Even being alone wouldn't be a problem, but the issue was... if everyone in the whole classroom had run away, wouldn't she look silly sitting there all by herself?

Having the little secretary with her made it much better. But then... this dummy actually wanted to abandon her and run off alone?

"The third hidden compartment under the bed." Dongfang Zhixia stated calmly.

The little secretary was stunned. What third hidden compartment under the bed? She didn't understand. She remembered there was nothing under the bed, just the little bag of chips she had secretly hidden. Why would her young lady mention that now...

Huh?

Little chips... third hidden compartment???

The little secretary's big, sparkling eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at her young lady. "Miss, that's so mean! How could you steal and eat my chips? Wuwuwu... I worked so hard to save those up..."

The little secretary looked utterly wronged.

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

Is it possible, just maybe, that she meant, "You dummy, if you leave, I'll confiscate those little chips of yours when we get home," and not that she had eaten the hidden chips herself?

The little secretary's train of thought was exceptionally novel, almost making the Student Council President lose her composure.

"Dummy, shut up. If you dare run away, I'll search every nook and cranny of the house when we get home!" Dongfang Zhixia glared at the little secretary.

Hearing her young lady threaten a thorough home inspection, the little secretary's eyes instantly cleared, and she shivered in fright, her chubby, baby-faced cheeks wobbling slightly.

"Miss, we're the best of friends. What running away? I don't know what you're talking about... Oh, right, Miss, leave the house cleaning to me..."

The little secretary blinked her adorable almond-shaped eyes, her gaze filled only with longing for her hidden snacks. As for needing the restroom... sorry, not familiar.

She would stand or fall with her young lady!!!

The little secretary's eyes grew determined, her spirit rising. Then she glanced towards the doorway, saw the young lady standing there with an expressionless face, and her resolute look vanished instantly.

She swiftly hid behind the Student Council President again.

"Miss, don't worry, I'll protect you!" The little secretary uttered "tough words from a softie."

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

I might have believed you if you weren't hiding behind me... you dummy.

The little secretary's lack of backbone wasn't a new development. The Student Council President sighed. "Relax, with me here, that Shen Qinghan wouldn't dare do anything!"

Dongfang Zhixia's tone was brimming with confidence. Others in the school might fear Shen Qinghan, but she, Dongfang Zhixia, certainly did not!

The standoff continued. The two gazed at each other from a distance, neither willing to yield. The young lady refused to enter, the Student Council President refused to come out. The only victim seemed to be the little secretary.

However... for the little secretary, who had successfully found a safe sanctuary and was cowardly hiding behind the Student Council President, the young lady's "Conqueror's Haki" wasn't so terrifying anymore. She was just thinking about how many hidden snacks she had left at home. She absolutely had to collect them all before her young lady returned today.

Once the storm passed, she'd find a new, safe hiding spot... definitely not on the first floor!!!

Ye Cheng had once visited the villa and plundered all of the little secretary's hidden snacks, leaving her to silently shed tears over the "corpses" of her treats in the trash can.

How vile, that scoundrel is a rotten egg, wuwuwu...

Oh, dear little secretary, did you know? Those little snacks of yours were waiting foolishly for you, thinking you'd come save them before they were eaten. But in the end, tsk tsk tsk...

Starring the incompetent little secretary, Li Meng. Every time she remembered this incident, her desire for revenge against Ye Cheng grew stronger. She would definitely make that scoundrel pay! She would avenge those snacks!

Judging by the little secretary's behavior, she must be part hamster. And as luck would have it, her favorite hobby was hiding snacks around the house. If that's not hamster-like, what is?

"Hmm?" Dongfang Zhixia frowned slightly.

Over at the doorway, the young lady had withdrawn her gaze, seemingly looking at something else. Moreover, from a moment ago, the outside had suddenly fallen completely silent.

The noisy sounds from the corridor had vanished in an instant. The quiet was somewhat eerie. Something was up!

Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes and watched for a moment before suddenly standing up from her seat. Her intuition was telling her... an opportunity seemed to have arrived?

"You scoundrel, just you wait. I'll show you what I'm capable of... Huh? The young lady?"

The little secretary, cowering behind the seats, was muttering softly to herself. Suddenly, she noticed her young lady, who had been shielding her, stand up and move towards the doorway.

Had her young lady had a change of heart?

Since her young lady was going over, the little secretary gritted her teeth and followed, trotting behind Dongfang Zhixia as the two moved from the back of the classroom to the front.

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of light, steady footsteps approached, gradually drawing closer to the door. Clearly, Dongfang Zhixia made no effort to conceal her steps, nor did she deign to. She intended to defeat her opponent fairly and squarely!

Her footsteps announced her arrival, with victory beckoning to her.

Dongfang Zhixia stopped and saw the two people doing their "two-person act" at the door: Ye Cheng and the young lady.

Ye Cheng was holding a bouquet wrapped in newspaper. It seemed this was the very bunch of flowers the young lady was looking for, but for some reason, Ye Cheng dared not hand it over.

At the first glance of the flowers, the Student Council President immediately made a connection.

These flowers... were from Ye Cheng to her!

The reason that guy was unwilling to hand them over now was probably because of this. Having figured this out, a victor's smile curled at the corner of Dongfang Zhixia's lips as she quickened her pace towards Ye Cheng and the young lady!

The young lady stomped her foot down on Ye Cheng with a thud, pinning him in place. The half-minute-long dramatic two-person act came to an end!

Oh no!

Ye Cheng's heart sank. He wanted to throw the flowers in his hand away—something was off about them!

The moment Ye Cheng thought about tossing the flowers, the next second, the Council President arrived, snatched the bouquet from his hands, brought it to her nose for a sniff, and let out a strangely pleased and boastful sound.

"Hmm... How thoughtful of you, darling. I really like the flowers you gave me!"

Dongfang Zhixia spoke with a smile, her words causing an immediate uproar. The large crowd of onlookers still gathered at the entrance heard clearly what Dongfang Zhixia had just said!

Darling!!!

The corridor, which had been deathly silent, instantly erupted into chaos. The clamorous noise returned, even louder than before!

"It's actually true! The Council President really agreed!!!"

"Something's off. Judging by the Council President's tone now, maybe they've unlocked more than we thought..."

"Elaborate on 'unlocked'..."

"Dammit, is our Young Master stock going to crash like this? So unwilling... sob sob..."

"Invest with caution. How could you bet wrong on a sure-win situation for the Council President? If you really can't handle it, just get in the game. I went all-in on the Council President with all my accounts, hahaha..."

"Hey, why are you all looking at me? Is there something on my face..."

The person who had just been boasting that betting on the young lady showed a lack of discernment suddenly noticed that the same kind of "Conqueror's Haki" aura surrounding the young lady had now appeared around him too. No one dared to get close.

As if realizing something, gulp, he swallowed hard, swiftly pulled out his phone, tapped a few times, canceled his votes for the Council President, and put them all on the young lady.

"Hahaha, you were all fooled! Actually, I'm a spy. I'm Team Young Master!!!"

As if afraid the people around couldn't hear, he almost shouted at the top of his lungs, terrified that if he finished speaking too late, he'd be chopped into mincemeat on his way out. He didn't even have the courage to look back.

No mistake about it. This terrifying pressure—no one but the young mistress of the Shen family could pull this off. He... had been marked.

His swift kneel, though a bit slower than Ye Cheng's, won points for his quick wit and flexibility. After finishing his declaration, he gradually felt the "pressure" on him dissipate and finally let out a sigh of relief.

He slowly turned his head, and then... his jaw dropped.

Good news: The young mistress of the Shen family was no longer looking at him. Bad news... now it was the Council President.

From a spot where neither the Council President nor the young lady could see, Ye Cheng silently gave a thumbs-up to the guy who had just spoken.

Brother, you're something else, offending two at once. Get ready to be expelled the moment your left foot steps through the school gate tomorrow!

The speaker: "..."

"What's your name?" Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes, looking at the person who had just spoken. The attention of the entire crowd instantly focused on him.

Sweating bullets now, aren't you, bro?!!!

Ye Cheng was so moved he could almost cry. What a good person! Just when he was about to explode, someone actually stepped forward. Brother, go in peace. I'll burn more paper money for you during the holidays. Rest assured.

Rarely, the young lady spoke.

"Student Council President... heh, interesting." Her tone was teasing.

The young lady didn't say anything, but... it felt like she had said everything. The people around looked at Dongfang Zhixia with strange expressions. The Council President was suddenly put on the spot by the young lady, unable to back down gracefully.

If she retaliated later, it would inevitably invite criticism. She wasn't afraid, but... negative voices would surely arise, affecting the reputation of the student council and even the Dongfang family—talk of monopolizing power, covering up the sky with one hand, and such.

She was aware of these things. There were already many voices in the school, openly and covertly, talking about her. While she didn't care, having the young lady, who came from a family of similar stature, as a comparison...

Made the Council President's side seem somewhat arrogant and haughty, being overshadowed... This was something Dongfang Zhixia did not want to see.

"Council President, my name is..."

The guy obediently stated his name. Everyone around looked at him with pity. What a good kid. Pity we won't see him anymore. Farewell!

Dongfang Zhixia looked at him calmly. "No loud noises in the corridor. Don't let it happen again."

The guy was stunned for a moment, then felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted, moved almost to tears. Great, it seemed he had survived!

Ye Cheng was dumbfounded.

Dammit! Argue a bit more! If you're done, it's my turn next! Fight a little longer!!!

Ye Cheng started sweating bullets. Damn it, why don't I feel happy at all even though I'm the "main character"!

After being pardoned by the Council President, that guy didn't dare to stick around for more gossip and prepared to make a run for it. This was too scary. No more gossip ever again, sob sob... Mom, the outside world is terrifying...

"Wait a moment!" Dongfang Zhixia's voice came again. The guy's face stiffened; he had even thought of his last will.

"Read out the current voting ratio."

Voting?

What voting?

Confusion appeared simultaneously in the eyes of Ye Cheng and the young lady. Come to think of it... they had just heard something about this stock and that stock. What exactly was it?

That guy didn't dare delay for a second and hurriedly read out the current votes.

"The Council President stock and the Young Mistress stock have support rates of 19% and 81% respectively..."

Dongfang Zhixia nodded with satisfaction, but quickly realized something was off. How could the order be wrong? She was supposed to be the one with the higher percentage. Somewhat displeased, she looked at him. "Make it clear. Who has 19%, and who has 81%?"

The guy trembled in fear... If he read it out, wouldn't he die?

Do or die, here goes!

"Council President, your support rate is 19%. The Young Mistress's is 81%..."

Dongfang Zhixia: "???"