### Chapter 166: I Am Jiang Hanhang
As bedtime rolled around, Xia Hong had suggested that Xia Yu and Xia Le should share a room so someone could watch over Xia Yu to prevent any mishaps. But… Xia Yu and Xia Le were both adamantly against this idea.
Indeed, Xia Le really didn’t like sharing a bed with anyone; he preferred being alone and free. As for Xia Yu, she too found it agreeable to be left alone. She was super paranoid about keeping her secrets, so self-sufficiency seemed best.
Jiang Ling had also proposed sharing a room with Xia Yu. However, Xia Hong shot down this idea: “Why would you share? Xiao Yu isn’t injured and it wouldn’t be suitable for you two to sleep together.”
When they heard this, Jiang Ling and Wang Wenjuan naturally understood Xia Hong’s concerns, but couldn’t exactly express their frustration. In the end, Xia Yu spent the night sleeping by herself.
Whether she would go to school the next day depended on how steady her condition was. The school leaders never directly advised Xia Yu not to come to school.
The night passed uneventfully.
The next morning, Xia Yu got up as usual to wash up, but she wore her sky-blue uniform. After all, Teacher He and the security guard had made it clear—students needed to wear uniforms and carry student IDs to enter the campus; otherwise, they couldn’t get in.
Seeing this, her family understood Xia Yu’s decision to keep going to school, so they didn’t ask more questions and respected her choice.
Nevertheless, Xia Hong couldn’t help reminding Xia Yu, Xia Le, and Xia Ling as he drove them to school: “If you ever get bullied at school, remember to tell me when you get home. I’ll go handle it.”
Before getting out, Xia Hong pulled out his wallet and handed each kid three twenty yuan notes: “This is your pocket money. Eat snacks sparingly.”
With Xia Hong’s school duty complete, he set off with his wife to the park.
And hoped the teachers and leaders learned from yesterday’s experience, otherwise he might have to seriously consider transferring Xia Yu.
Today, Xia Yu arrived at school wearing a sky-blue uniform, yet still maintaining her girlish appearance. Predictably, the security guards couldn’t help but glance at her again.
If they guessed correctly, this adorable girl in the sky-blue uniform with long hair should be Xia Yu, who had caused a ruckus yesterday, fainted, used the girls’ bathroom, and got reported accordingly.
This truly proved the adage: good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels fast; Xia Yu’s reputation was now widespread across the campus.
Neither Xia Yu nor Jiang Ling knew what others were gossiping about. At the moment, they were worried about whether Teacher He would hold them accountable for yesterday’s issues.
Entering the school gate, Xia Le immediately parted ways with Xia Yu and Xia Ling, heading off to the Junior High Department.
Xia Ling continued to walk beside Xia Yu, holding her arm. They looked like a harmonious pair of sisters.
As expected, when Xia Yu and Xia Ling returned to Class Fifteen, the chairs and books Xia Yu had knocked over yesterday were back in place. The class greeted them with curious eyes, especially Xia Yu, who had stirred up trouble.
Xia Yu seemed to hear some low murmurs: “How dare that wimp show up again?”
“Don’t know, just keep your voice low, or else she might go berserk again.” “Yeah, yeah, we’ll be careful.”
Clearly, after the ruckus from yesterday, no one dared to underestimate Xia Yu anymore; everyone was petrified of her going berserk.
Xia Ling sighed in relief; maybe everyone being afraid of Xia Yu meant there’d be less bullying.
Unintentionally, Xia Yu became a deterrent among classmates.
Just as Xia Yu and Xia Ling sat down, Huang Qiao was seen peeping over, seemingly wanting to say something. No matter what Huang Qiao intended, Xia Ling had little interest in listening.
Jiang Ling hadn’t forgotten that if they hadn’t disclosed Xia Yu’s identity in the restroom yesterday, things wouldn’t have escalated. Now, Xia Yu’s secret was exposed, and Xia Hong forbade Xia Yu from entering the girls’ restroom. This forced her to use the riskier boys’ restroom.
Thinking about this, Xia Ling felt annoyed, wondering how being an older sister taking care of a younger sister could be so difficult.
As time ticked by, classes began—still teacher He’s, who brought a form along with his textbooks, though its purpose remained a mystery.
In no time, students figured out the form’s purpose. He glanced briefly at Xia Yu and Xia Ling at their desks but said nothing. Instead, he turned on the projector, displaying the content onto the blackboard.
Teacher He addressed the class: “We’ll rearrange our seats today. Look at the table first before moving to your new spots. Be quick—we’ll have another class right after.”
Instantly, Class Fifteen filled with commotion.
Xia Yu and Xia Ling, sitting at the back, didn’t seem rushed. Xia Ling figured the homeroom teacher probably wouldn’t separate them after yesterday’s events.
Shockingly, the teacher did exactly that….
Xia Ling, calm as can be, realized she wasn’t with Xia Yu, but with another girl near the front. Xia Yu was paired with a boy towards the back.
To begin with, only one boy and one girl were single seated, and now such a move made it… perfect.
Without hesitation, Xia Ling rose to protest to Teacher He: “Sir, I want to sit with my sister!”
Hearing Xia Ling’s concern, Teacher He, who was on his phone earlier, shifted his attention to her.
He had a poor impression of Xia Ling and Xia Yu, given the chaos the first day back.
So he dismissed her plea coldly: “No, as students, follow teacher’s instructions. Move quickly.”
But before Xia Ling could retort, Xia Yu grabbed her arm, shifting her focus to Xia Yu instead.
Xia Yu shook her head and started tidying up her things.
She simply didn’t want to cause a mess anymore and believed she shouldn’t rely on Xia Ling forever. She didn’t wish to worry anyone further.
Seeing this, Xia Ling felt slightly angry: “Maybe we should ask dad to transfer us after all. Any other school must be better than here.”
Due to the noise, Teacher He didn’t catch Xia Ling’s complaints and kept engrossed in his phone.
Soon enough, two boys approached with books: “Got it? No dilly-dallying!”
“Alright, alright, mind your own business!”
Rolling her eyes, Xia Ling stuffed all her books and supplies into her backpack and left for her desk. After all, they’d received textbooks just yesterday.
Twenty minutes later, the class finished adjusting their seats, including Xia Yu and Xia Ling, though they disagreed with being separated—it’d be a while before Xia Hong decided if he’d continue pursuing the transfer.
Xia Yu’s seat was almost identical to her elementary days—rear window, just a bit more fortified with iron bars.
After all, students here included kids, who often had a penchant for mischief. Safety measures were essential.
Xia Yu’s new desk partner was a boy, dressed quite fashionably even with his hair styled in a peculiar football-player-like pattern.
Yet, Xia Yu paid him no mind, glancing out the window aimlessly.
Just then, Teacher He prepared to start the lesson when several school leaders escorted Jiang Hanhang into the classroom.
Teacher He, evidently forewarned, promptly welcomed Jiang Hanhang: “Please welcome our new student, Jiang Hanhang.”
Applause erupted in Class Fifteen. Conversations buzzed among the students.
Another transfer? “Wonder how her grades are,” some speculated.
“She seems rich though,” remarked others.
Jiang Hanhang confidently strode to the front: “I am Jiang Hanhang from the first Jiang Family in Demon City. No one better dare provoke me.”
She paused, glanced at Xia Ling and Xia Yu, then declared boldly: “I protect Xia Ling and Xia Yu.”
