âHeh, I cursed wrong? Your own deeds and Iâm not allowed to speak of them? âIf you donât want others to know, donât do it yourself.'â The girl sneered with disdain, âApologize to me!â
âOr what?â
âOr youâre dead!â
âOh.â Chuzheng kicked the girl back with indifference once again.
The people nearby didnât even dare to breathe heavily.
If it were someone else, they would have come across as arrogant.
But the sense the girl in front of them gave was entirely different.
It was a sense of casualness that reached the ultimate level of indifference.
It was as if what she kicked wasnât a person, just a trash can standing by the side of the road. She wasnât happy, so she just kicked it.
Chuzheng took two steps forward, looking down at the girl lying in the bushes from above: âStill want me to apologize to you?â
Though she asked a question, no one present felt it was actually a question.
âYouâ¦â The girlâs face turned ashen as she pointed at Chuzheng, shaking with rage.
Chuzheng ignored the girlâs anger and slowly left under the fearful, astonished, and peculiar gazes of the onlooking students.
âAwesomeâ¦â
No one knew who managed to squeeze out those two words.
â
Mother Xu was very persistent, blocking her at the school entrance every day. Later, Father Xu joined in, causing a huge uproar.
The school called Chuzheng for a talk, and Chuzheng offered to donate a building. The school leaders had nothing more to say, but still asked her to resolve the situation quickly, since it wasnât good for the schoolâs image after all.
âThis canât go on like this.â
âHmm, noisy.â
ââ¦â Jih Chengâs mouth twitched slightly with concern, âWe still need to find a solution to this. It canât continue like this every day.â
She didnât care about the schoolâs rumors, but he did, and people were saying increasingly outrageous things.
Chuzheng thought for a moment: âGive them money.â
âAre you really going to give it to them?â
âWhy wouldnât I?â Chuzheng said expressionlessly, âHaving money doesnât mean theyâll have a good life.â
Sometimes money isnât such a good thing.
âBut if you give it to them this time, theyâll cling to you in the future,â Jih Cheng disagreed, âYou canât give them the money.â
Jih Cheng knew all too well that those kinds of people were just like vampires.
Once they received a benefit, theyâd be endless, until they bled you dry.
âGive enough in one go.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âSever ties.â
Jih Cheng: ââ¦â
Jih Cheng pressed his lips together, asking, âDoesnât that make you sad?â
âSad about what?â
âThey are your parents, after allâ¦â Yet they treat you like this, doesnât it make you sad?
Just like Father Jih⦠sometimes when he thinks about it, it still hurts.
If Father Jih hadnât misbehaved, would he even exist?
And what right did Father Jih have to place the blame on him?
Did he wish to be born as an illegitimate child?
He never had the right to choose in the first place.
âNot sad.â Chuzheng shook her head, her eyes still and quiet as she gazed towards the horizon, and then she repeated solemnly, âIâm not sad.â
Jih Cheng had an indescribable feeling.
It just felt like a heavy pressure in his chest.
He gently embraced Chuzheng.
Chuzheng rubbed his head, Jih Chengâs hair wasnât very soft, and Chuzheng found it uninteresting, so she pushed him away: âLetâs go back.â
Jih Cheng opened his mouth, asking, âGo back where?â
She had recently been sleeping over at his place a lot.
Jih Cheng was at an age full of vigor, and every time she stirred him up just right, she, however, would sleep as if nothing had happened.
âYour place.â
Jih Cheng inhaled sharply, âI have something to do todayâ¦â
âWhatâs the matter?â
Jih Cheng mumbled a few words, but Chuzheng didnât quite catch them.
She knew that Jih Cheng didnât want to go back with her. As Chuzheng stroked her chin, pondering, Jih Cheng received a phone call.
âI⦠I have to go now, might be back late. You go ahead.â
Jih Cheng quickly left, as if afraid Chuzheng might press him with questions.
It wasnât the first time Jih Cheng had done this; he was always out late, disappearing without a trace whenever Chuzheng wasnât paying attention.
It seems Iâll have to lock him up after allâ¦
â
Chuzheng consulted a lawyer, seeking to sever ties with the Xu Family.
Before Father Xu and Mother Xu could object, she offered them a sum of money, which made them hesitate, likely hoping to gain more benefits from her.
They assumed Chuzheng had a man on the side, and this man was very generous.
Chuzheng put it plainly to them: either take this money and cut ties, or donât expect a penny from her, as she would sue.
The abuse she suffered at the hands of the Xu Family was common knowledge in the neighborhood.
Indeed, once she made her stance clear, Father Xu and Mother Xu agreed that same day.
After this matter was settled, Father Xu and Mother Xu stopped causing trouble and immediately compensated the victims of Xu Shenghuiâs beating.
Chuzheng had given them no small sum. Even after paying the compensation, there was plenty left over.
The Xu Family had never seen so much money before. They treated it like a windfall, and Xu Shenghui began Spending Money Like Dirt.
As for Father Xu, he played cards and drank. It started out just for fun but soon escalated to serious gambling.
Even with money, it couldnât change these people.
Chuzheng didnât pay much attention to them because the high school exams had begun.
Judging by Zhu Zianâs deathly appearance, he probably hadnât done well, wailing like a child for a good while.
Even Yao Fei found it a bit unbearable, but still she spoke softly, trying to comfort him.
After the college entrance exams, it was time for their end-of-term tests.
There were several mock exams before the finals. Chuzheng used to be tied for first with Yu Yue, but now she had surpassed her, taking the top spot directly.
Yu Yue, who had been passionately dating Qin Feng lately, had no time to bother Chuzheng.
Chuzheng was happy for the peace, avoiding any unnecessary trouble.
The two unexpectedly got through the end-of-term exams without incident.
Yu Yue and Chuzheng were in the same examination room, and Yu Yue even sat next to her, which might also be some kind of fate.
Chuzheng had just written her name on the test paper when she looked up to see that Yu Yue had already completed several questions.
She was beautiful, and she worked through the questions so quickly.
So different.
Weâre not the same.
Chuzheng went at her own pace, but soon felt that something was amiss â Yu Yue was moving through the test too smoothlyâ¦
Especially with the multiple choice and true-or-false questions.
Even if youâre fast, you canât know the answers without even looking at the questions, right? Not even a Scholar God could! Nor could you, just because youâre beautiful!
Of course, Chuzheng only found it odd; perhaps pretty people are naturally gifted.
Once the exams were over, the holidays officially began.
Chuzheng did nothing over the break, while Jih Cheng seemed to be incredibly busy. Sometimes, she couldnât find him even when she tried.
â¦Of course, she wasnât particularly keen on looking.
[Fatty: Junior, come out for a meal.]
Chuzheng was slouching at home when she suddenly received a WeChat message from Fatty.
Chuzheng thought for a moment â wasnât today the day the college entrance exam results were released?
After all, he had spent money on her behalf.
Chuzheng tidied herself up and went out⦠might as well enjoy a meal.
Zhu Zian was treating, the group was made up of his friends, and Yao Fei was also there, but the atmosphere at the table felt off.
âWhat happened?â
Chuzheng took her seat at the empty spot.
Yao Fei hung her head and hunched over in her seat on one side.
Zhu Zian pursed his lips and remained silent.
Fatty looked from Zhu Zian to Yao Fei and back, hesitating as if he had something to say but couldnât speak.