Villain: The scumbag heroines are all yanderes

half year later……

In a pleasant farm village, there is a girl with twin ponytails, her clothes turned white from washing, and her pink face is steaming.

She ran happily, not feeling tired at all, with a happy smile on her face: "Mom, Mom! I got admitted! I got admitted to Swatton Federal University!"

A middle-aged but already gray-haired old woman stopped what she was doing and her voice trembled: "Huihui, what did you just say?"

"Mom, I just said...I was admitted to Swatton University!" The girl's eyes were shining, full of longing for the future, and she jumped up happily.

Swatton Commonwealth University, the world's number one prestigious university.

The moment you step into Swatton, it means you have stepped into the elite class.

"Okay... okay, my daughter is determined to live up to her expectations!" The old woman smiled broadly, holding the girl's delicate hand with her wrinkled hand: "Huihui, when you go to college, don't cause trouble. I listen to the villagers People say that people in the city are evil-minded..."

"Mom, don't worry! I, your daughter, am very powerful! I am a famous little bully in the village. I will beat up anyone who dares to bully me!"

As she spoke, Yang Zihui bent her jade-like arms, showing off her muscles that were better than nothing.

"Okay, Huihui has grown up." The old woman smiled happily.

Yang Zihui's eyes were sore when she saw the wrinkles on the old woman's face. She saw the wooden barrel next to her mother's feet, which was filled with clothes.

"Mom, I'll wash these, you go and have a rest." Without waiting for rejection, Yang Zihui held the bucket, raised her hands above her head, and staggered toward the creek.

The old woman shook her head helplessly, her face full of relief and pride: "This child Huihui is really troublesome."

"Hey, Huihui, are you helping your mother wash clothes?" The faces of the passing villagers were full of smiles.

They all like this hard-working child.

"Well, don't I want to share the burden for the family?" Yang Zihui smiled.

"What a good boy. The old Yang family is really blessed." Several old women whispered to each other, "I heard that this child has been admitted to Swatton."

"Swalton is the number one university in the world!" The old woman had white hair and a face full of shock.

In their remote farm village, with mountains and rivers to live on, it is not easy for a college student to be born, which can be regarded as a glorious ancestor.

Swatton University is one of the top universities in the world. When you have a child, don’t you have to tell your child, “You want to go to Swatton University when you grow up.”

"Hey!" Putting the heavy barrel by the river, Yang Zihui wiped the sweat from her face, bathed in the sunshine, and squinted her eyes comfortably.

She knelt down and rolled up her sleeves on her arms. She shivered as soon as her hands touched the water, but she quickly adapted to it. She hummed an unknown song and washed her clothes.

Om-!

Suddenly, a light flashed above the stream.

"Puff" sound.

"Bah ah ah!!!"

Yang Zihui, who was washing clothes seriously, was splashed with water.

"Who is it?" Her eyebrows stood up, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she pouted angrily.

Someone must be teasing her, but don't let her catch you and open your butt for him!

She looked around and saw no one at all: "Strange...what's going on?"

Yang Zihui was very puzzled. Just when she was about to squat down and continue washing clothes, she looked down and saw a man covered in blood floating on the creek!

"Ah——!!" Yang Zihui screamed in fright, turned around and was about to run away, but after thinking about it again, she stepped forward and carefully placed her hand in front of the man's nose.

"You still have energy!" Yang Zihui frowned, thought for a moment, and then pulled the man onto the river bank.

The man has an unusually delicate appearance and is incredibly beautiful, the kind of beauty that lies between the sexes.

"How can someone be so beautiful..." Yang Zihui looked at the man's face in trance. It took her a while to recover, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Uh-huh, what on earth am I thinking! Send him to the doctor first!" Yang Zihui carried the man on her back and walked to the dilapidated small medical center.

The doctor was an old man in a yellowing white coat. Seeing the man's injuries, the old man frowned: "It's strange. Logically speaking... he should have died a long time ago. His internal organs are dislocated, and it's a miracle that he can still survive..."

"Grandpa, can you cure him?" Yang Zihui pouted dissatisfied.

"Little girl! There is no patient in this world that your grandfather and I can't cure!" The old doctor blew his beard and stared, turning around to grab the medicine.

"I'm telling you, this kid is very tough and physically fit. His internal organs were originally out of place, but now they are slowly returning to their original positions."

The old doctor held up the frame of the mirror: "These medicines are for internal use... These medicines are for external application... Little girl from the Yang family, do you understand?"

"understood!"

"Well, let's pay the money first."

"Ah? What...what money?" Yang Zihui shrank her neck.

The old doctor glared at her: "What money are you talking about? My old man is old, so don't force me to do it."

"How much." Yang Zihui pouted. He only has more than a thousand now, which she earned from her own part-time job. She is about to go to college and plans to buy some new clothes.

The old doctor raised his eyes and said, "One thousand and two."

"It's so expensive, Grandpa Ye, you might as well grab it!" Yang Zihui argued vigorously.

"Stinky girl, you know the origin of these medicines I prepared for you. Let me tell you..."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the money..." Yang Zihui reluctantly took out one thousand and one dollars from her old little pocket, "That's all."

"Hey, bring it." The old doctor sighed and reached out to pick it up... He stretched out his hand to pick it up: "Girl, let go..."

"I also want to let go, but my hand... is out of my control!" Yang Zihui said with difficulty.

"Girl of the Yang family, the money is about to burst!" the old doctor said in panic.

"Uh-huh--!" Yang Zihui yelled, using all her strength to let go of her hand.

The old doctor got the money as he wished, and waved to Yang Zihui: "Girl of the Yang family, go back, old man, I want to rest."

He took the medicine and cursed the man on his back: "You guy, you only know how to sleep! Do you know how much you spent!"

"One thousand one hundred! That's my living expenses for two months!"

"I'm telling you, don't think that pretending to be asleep is the end of it. You have to pay me back these one thousand one hundred!"

"One thousand one hundred! One thousand one hundred! Ooooh, my eleven hundred!"

The sun has set, and the setting sun is shining on the earth.

Under the setting sun, Yang Zihui struggled to carry the man on her back, talking about her money.

This is an unknown mountain village. The sky here is blue, the water is clear, birds are playing in the forest, and children are running on the grass.

Everything is so peaceful.