The crowd pushed towards Xiao Juzi with great force, and some even pulled her and dragged her directly in front of Ji Xinyao.
"Apologise to Xinyao!"
Xiao Juzi glared at Ji Xinyao fiercely.
"Let her go." Ji Xinyao said.
She knew that Xiao Juzi's situation at school would not be easy, and there was no need to ruin her reputation and punish her.
Everyone let go of their hands obediently, losing their support, and Xiao Juzi suddenly fell to the ground.
"I hate you!" she shouted.
"Why do you hate me? I tried to persuade you yesterday, but you didn't listen. Song Zilian also tried to persuade you, but you still didn't listen. They detained you and I rescued you. Why do you hate me?"
Ji Xinyao's words were extremely calm.
The more calm she was, the more Xiao Juzi hated her.
The crowd's voice was rustling, scolding Xiao Juzi for being shameless, trying to follow a dragon and a phoenix, and even hating his real girlfriend.
"You want to be a mistress but don't do it, can't you hate it?"
Xiao Juzi clenched her hands and cried.
Anyway, that's all she did, so she just broke the jar and threw it away.
"I'm not a mistress! It's Song Zilian who is dying and looking for a surrogate mother."
Suddenly, the entire audience fell silent, looking at Ji Xinyao with strange expressions, sympathy, regret, and surprise mixed in with indescribable emotions.
"Is it true?" someone asked cautiously.
Ji Xinyao's heart felt like it had been stabbed several times. She calmed down and said slowly, "Don't you already know this from watching the news? You have to believe your own eyes, not other people's words."
Everyone smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's right, I don't think Song Zilian is about to die at all. He looks so rosy on the news today."
"Senior sister, you are too vicious. If you don't succeed, you will curse others to death."
"Surrogacy isn't much better than being a mistress, right? You're not selling your body just to make money. That's quite reasonable."
Xiao Juzi didn't expect that the truth she mustered up the courage to tell would be defeated by Ji Xinyao's ambiguous words, and she tried to grab the hand of the person in front of her.
"What I said is true! Believe me! Ji Xinyao is maliciously guiding everyone!"
Ji Xinyao looked at her coldly. Didn't she maliciously guide netizens like this yesterday?
"I have other things to do, so I won't be with you all. Goodbye."
She waved and left the crowd, listening to the chaotic curses behind her without looking back.
Ji Xinyao found a secluded corner and sat down. Gong Jianping called her several times. Ji Xinyao thought about it and answered it.
"Hey, Dad."
"Xinyao, it's dad's fault. It's dad who didn't consider your feelings, and dad doesn't have much experience as a dad. Can you forgive dad?"
Ji Xinyao had thought carefully about it, and even for Song Zilian, she could not have a quarrel with Gong Jianping.
"Dad, I really like him." She said, pretending to cry, trying to make Gong Jianping soften his heart.
"Xinyao, don't cry. You...hey...although dad really doesn't like him very much, but if you want to fall in love with him, then go ahead. Girls should have more relationships, but love is better than marriage.
Far away. Dad only has two requirements for you: first, be a woman who can abandon a man at any time, and second, never get pregnant out of wedlock, do you understand?"
Ji Xinyao nodded and asked cautiously, "Are you afraid that I will be like my mother?"
Didn't her mother give birth to her because she got pregnant out of wedlock?
Being pregnant out of wedlock can be said to be the beginning of her mother's miserable life.
Gong Jianping let out a long sigh, "Your mother shouldn't have..."
Having said this, he stopped.
Ji Xinyao quickly asked, "What shouldn't it be?"
"It's nothing... Dad has classes in the afternoon, so I won't tell you. Oh, by the way, are you busy? Come to my house for a meal in the evening. Dad will cook it for you."
"Okay." Ji Xinyao agreed, and then asked in a low voice, "Can I bring my boyfriend?"
Gong Jianping clicked his tongue impatiently, "Just take it with you."
"Thank you dad."
Ji Xinyao hung up the phone. She always felt that there was something unspeakable in Gong Jianping's words.
In the afternoon, Ji Xinyao went to the Song family and asked him to accompany her to her father's house as her boyfriend.
There was no happy expression on Song Zilian's face. After all, the last meeting was not very pleasant.
"Xinyao, do you think there is a possibility that he is not your father? To be honest, I think he is a little strange. After we met last time, I also thought about it. His attitude towards your mother is actually quite subtle. He really pursues you.
Have you ever been to your mother?"
It's not that Ji Xinyao hasn't considered this, but Gong Jianping is indeed as good as a father to her personally, and there is a paternity test to prove it. The data in front of her has also soared to 99%, which is just one percent short of that.
Although Ji Xinyao has not never encountered situations where she worked hard to 99% and finally overturned everything.
But this time she doesn't have much time.
"You cooperate with me tonight and I will ask about the paternity test."
"good."
In the evening, Song Zilian had someone prepare some gifts, and the two of them took a car to the location that Gong Jianping sent to Ji Xinyao.
That is the house allocated to teachers by Xijing University. It is right next to Xijing University and is called Xuefu Garden.
Many teachers have more than this income and have bought better houses outside. Not to mention that Gong Jianping is the director of Xijing University’s trump card major, but he lives alone. School and home are on the same line. This place is closer to school and also
I have no intention of moving.
The two of them carried the gifts upstairs. Because it was an electronic door lock, Gong Jianping told Ji Xinyao the password in advance, so she opened the door and went in by herself.
"Dad, I'm back."
She had obviously never been here before, but she used the word "come back" to deliberately close the distance between the two people.
Gong Jianping is still busy in the kitchen.
"Oh, you're just here. What gifts do you want to bring back to your home?" His originally smiling face also darkened slightly, as if he wanted to calm down, and said in a calm voice, "Sit down, tea leaves, sugar, melon seeds and so on."
It's all on the coffee table. You can eat it yourself, and I won't treat you as guests."
Song Zilian quickly added, "Okay, uncle, we can just do it ourselves."
Gong Jianping returned to the kitchen, and Ji Xinyao deliberately bumped Song Zilian's shoulder with her shoulder, "Go and help, show off."
Song Zilian nodded and immediately followed him into the kitchen.
If Gong Jianping is really Ji Xinyao's biological father, he will always earn impression points.
"Uncle, let me help you. What else do you need to do?"
"It's strange that you, the young master, can still cook?" Gong Jianping said with a slight disdain in his tone.
"Yes, I may not do very well, but I can work hard." Song Zilian said modestly.
"Save it, don't ruin my food." Gong Jianping always felt that he was unreliable.
Seeing that he didn't give him a chance, Song Zilian forcefully snatched the fish from his hand, "I can do it, just keep an eye on it."
The crowd pushed towards Xiao Juzi with great force, and some even pulled her and dragged her directly in front of Ji Xinyao.
"Apologise to Xinyao!"
Xiao Juzi glared at Ji Xinyao fiercely.
"Let her go." Ji Xinyao said.
She knew that Xiao Juzi's situation at school would not be easy, and there was no need to ruin her reputation and punish her.
Everyone let go of their hands obediently, losing their support, and Xiao Juzi suddenly fell to the ground.
"I hate you!" she shouted.
"Why do you hate me? I tried to persuade you yesterday, but you didn't listen. Song Zilian also tried to persuade you, but you still didn't listen. They detained you and I rescued you. Why do you hate me?"
Ji Xinyao's words were extremely calm.
The more calm she was, the more Xiao Juzi hated her.
The crowd's voice was rustling, scolding Xiao Juzi for being shameless, trying to follow a dragon and a phoenix, and even hating his real girlfriend.
"You want to be a mistress but don't do it, can't you hate it?"
Xiao Juzi clenched her hands and cried.
Anyway, that's all she did, so she just broke the jar and threw it away.
"I'm not a mistress! It's Song Zilian who is dying and looking for a surrogate mother."
Suddenly, the entire audience fell silent, looking at Ji Xinyao with strange expressions, sympathy, regret, and surprise mixed in with indescribable emotions.
"Is it true?" someone asked cautiously.
Ji Xinyao's heart felt like it had been stabbed several times. She calmed down and said slowly, "Don't you already know this from watching the news? You have to believe your own eyes, not other people's words."
Everyone smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's right, I don't think Song Zilian is about to die at all. He looks so rosy on the news today."
"Senior sister, you are too vicious. If you don't succeed, you will curse others to death."
"Surrogacy isn't much better than being a mistress, right? You're not selling your body just to make money. That's quite reasonable."
Xiao Juzi didn't expect that the truth she mustered up the courage to tell would be defeated by Ji Xinyao's ambiguous words, and she tried to grab the hand of the person in front of her.
"What I said is true! Believe me! Ji Xinyao is maliciously guiding everyone!"
Ji Xinyao looked at her coldly. Didn't she maliciously guide netizens like this yesterday?
"I have other things to do, so I won't be with you all. Goodbye."
She waved and left the crowd, listening to the chaotic curses behind her without looking back.
Ji Xinyao found a secluded corner and sat down. Gong Jianping called her several times. Ji Xinyao thought about it and answered it.
"Hey, Dad."
"Xinyao, it's dad's fault. It's dad who didn't consider your feelings, and dad doesn't have much experience as a dad. Can you forgive dad?"
Ji Xinyao had thought carefully about it, and even for Song Zilian, she could not have a quarrel with Gong Jianping.
"Dad, I really like him." She said, pretending to cry, trying to make Gong Jianping soften his heart.
"Xinyao, don't cry. You...hey...although dad really doesn't like him very much, but if you want to fall in love with him, then go ahead. Girls should have more relationships, but love is better than marriage.
Far away. Dad only has two requirements for you: first, be a woman who can abandon a man at any time, and second, never get pregnant out of wedlock, do you understand?"
Ji Xinyao nodded and asked cautiously, "Are you afraid that I will be like my mother?"
Didn't her mother give birth to her because she got pregnant out of wedlock?
Being pregnant out of wedlock can be said to be the beginning of her mother's miserable life.
Gong Jianping let out a long sigh, "Your mother shouldn't have..."
Having said this, he stopped.
Ji Xinyao quickly asked, "What shouldn't it be?"
"It's nothing... Dad has classes in the afternoon, so I won't tell you. Oh, by the way, are you busy? Come to my house for a meal in the evening. Dad will cook it for you."
"Okay." Ji Xinyao agreed, and then asked in a low voice, "Can I bring my boyfriend?"
Gong Jianping clicked his tongue impatiently, "Just take it with you."
"Thank you dad."
Ji Xinyao hung up the phone. She always felt that there was something unspeakable in Gong Jianping's words.
In the afternoon, Ji Xinyao went to the Song family and asked him to accompany her to her father's house as her boyfriend.
There was no happy expression on Song Zilian's face. After all, the last meeting was not very pleasant.
"Xinyao, do you think there is a possibility that he is not your father? To be honest, I think he is a little strange. After we met last time, I also thought about it. His attitude towards your mother is actually quite subtle. He really pursues you.
Have you ever been to your mother?"
It's not that Ji Xinyao hasn't considered this, but Gong Jianping is indeed as good as a father to her personally, and there is a paternity test to prove it. The data in front of her has also soared to 99%, which is just one percent short of that.
Although Ji Xinyao has not never encountered situations where she worked hard to 99% and finally overturned everything.
But this time she doesn't have much time.
"You cooperate with me tonight and I will ask about the paternity test."
she
"good."
In the evening, Song Zilian had someone prepare some gifts, and the two of them took a car to the location that Gong Jianping sent to Ji Xinyao.
That is the house allocated to teachers by Xijing University. It is right next to Xijing University and is called Xuefu Garden.
Many teachers have more than this income and have bought better houses outside. Not to mention that Gong Jianping is the director of Xijing University’s trump card major, but he lives alone. School and home are on the same line. This place is closer to school and also
I have no intention of moving.
The two of them carried the gifts upstairs. Because it was an electronic door lock, Gong Jianping told Ji Xinyao the password in advance, so she opened the door and went in by herself.
"Dad, I'm back."
She had obviously never been here before, but she used the word "come back" to deliberately close the distance between the two people.
Gong Jianping is still busy in the kitchen.
"Oh, you're just here. What gifts do you want to bring back to your home?" His originally smiling face also darkened slightly, as if he wanted to calm down, and said in a calm voice, "Sit down, tea leaves, sugar, melon seeds and so on."
It's all on the coffee table. You can eat it yourself, and I won't treat you as guests."
Song Zilian quickly added, "Okay, uncle, we can just do it ourselves."
Gong Jianping returned to the kitchen, and Ji Xinyao deliberately bumped Song Zilian's shoulder with her shoulder, "Go and help, show off."
Song Zilian nodded and immediately followed him into the kitchen.
If Gong Jianping is really Ji Xinyao's biological father, he will always earn impression points.
"Uncle, let me help you. What else do you need to do?"
"It's strange that you, the young master, can still cook?" Gong Jianping said with a slight disdain in his tone.
"Yes, I may not do very well, but I can work hard." Song Zilian said modestly.
"Save it, don't ruin my food." Gong Jianping always felt that he was unreliable.
Seeing that he didn't give him a chance, Song Zilian forcefully snatched the fish from his hand, "I can do it, just keep an eye on it."