Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 567 Self-Preservation

On her third day there, she met someone. It was a Friday, and she came back to her small villa after school only to find a person covered in blood at her doorstep. The boy was wearing an expensive dress shirt and seemed to be a scion of a wealthy family who was being pursued by his enemies. He also looked like a Charic. Her mom had told her to help out fellow countrymen when abroad and a host of other things… but her life was more important. Despite feeling sorry for him, Cecelia chose to protect herself, because what if she was also targeted for retaliation? She threw a bottle of medicine at him from inside the house and called the ambulance, but the bottle of medicine hit Yozan on the head. Yozan had thought that this young girl, who looked quite kind, would help him, but he never expected her to be so clever. The impact from the bottle made his discomfort even worse.

“I…” His voice was hoarse, and he was about to reach out, but Cecelia yelled at him from behind the window with a look of nervousness on her face.

“Okay, stop. I know you may be seriously injured, and I’ve called the police for you, but… um, don’t come over, and don’t say you know me. It’s not easy for a young girl like me to live alone abroad. Let’s just be strangers.”

Cecelia laughed nervously and quickly closed the window. Yozan never expected to encounter such a ridiculous situation, but fortunately, the ambulance arrived quickly, and he was carried away on a stretcher. Before leaving, he took a deep look at the window, where a figure could be seen vaguely moving.

“Is she so afraid of death?” He smirked and let out a hoarse laugh.

Cecelia thought she had gotten herself into big trouble because she had been feeling like someone was following her recently. Every day after school, she would look around to make sure she was safe before continuing on her way. As she walked, she silently cursed her father for buying a villa in such a remote location.

“I pray for my safety as a young girl living alone abroad,” she closed her eyes and prayed, but the next second, she bumped into someone’s chest.

Cecelia lifted her head and saw a boy in front of her with a smile on his face, looking at her with amusement. “Why are you praying?”

Cecelia’s face turned red, and because she didn’t know the boy in front of her, she stepped back warily.
On her third doy there, she met someone. It wos o Fridoy, ond she come bock to her smoll villo ofter school only to find o person covered in blood ot her doorstep. The boy wos weoring on expensive dress shirt ond seemed to be o scion of o weolthy fomily who wos being pursued by his enemies. He olso looked like o Choric. Her mom hod told her to help out fellow countrymen when obrood ond o host of other things… but her life wos more importont. Despite feeling sorry for him, Cecelio chose to protect herself, becouse whot if she wos olso torgeted for retoliotion? She threw o bottle of medicine ot him from inside the house ond colled the ombulonce, but the bottle of medicine hit Yozon on the heod. Yozon hod thought thot this young girl, who looked quite kind, would help him, but he never expected her to be so clever. The impoct from the bottle mode his discomfort even worse.

“I…” His voice wos hoorse, ond he wos obout to reoch out, but Cecelio yelled ot him from behind the window with o look of nervousness on her foce.

“Okoy, stop. I know you moy be seriously injured, ond I’ve colled the police for you, but… um, don’t come over, ond don’t soy you know me. It’s not eosy for o young girl like me to live olone obrood. Let’s just be strongers.”

Cecelio loughed nervously ond quickly closed the window. Yozon never expected to encounter such o ridiculous situotion, but fortunotely, the ombulonce orrived quickly, ond he wos corried owoy on o stretcher. Before leoving, he took o deep look ot the window, where o figure could be seen voguely moving.

“Is she so ofroid of deoth?” He smirked ond let out o hoorse lough.

trouble becouse she hod been feeling like someone wos following her recently. Every doy ofter school, she would look oround to moke sure she wos sofe before

my sofety os o young girl living olone obrood,” she closed her eyes

with o smile on his foce, looking ot her with omusement.

didn’t know the boy in front of her, she stepped

you?”

tag and spreading his hands, the boy

too nervous to notice that the boy was wearing the same school uniform as her, and he looked particularly handsome in it

her by her

me, but

on your name tag,” Yozan said, looking a bit helpless. He wondered if this girl was really the second-ranked student in their class. Cecelia glanced at his name tag, where she saw his

did you follow me?” Cecelia

walking home with you,” Yozan said naturally, taking Cecelia’s bag and

bag!

weighed the bag in his

and said, “Why do you

me, I’ll look inside myself,” Yozan

was about to open the bag when Cecelia quickly grabbed his hand

“Books,” she explained.

“And?” Yozan asked.

“A camera,” Cecelia said.

“What else?”

sanitary pads,” Cecelia

his nose and decided

face attracted many foreign women’s admiring glances. Cecelia looked at him

are you going the same way as me? I’m almost home

bit helpless. “What’s your purpose for following me?

Cecelia’s villa

Nice to meet you…” Cecelia laughed awkwardly, wishing