Ye Anya's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and the deep hollow was like a desperate person's strong hatred and hatred for the world before dying.
"You should be lucky that I can survive."
Xue Yunlan was severely shocked.
Breaking heartache comes at any time.
"Anya, Mom didn't expect that you lived such a life before. It was all because of Mom's fault. Mom shouldn't have lost you." Xue Yunlan burst into tears.
And Ye Anya's throat was hoarse with pain like burning.
The thought of her lingering in a dark place, while Ye Nanqing lived a life of food and clothing instead of her, made her teeth grind to pieces with hatred.
How miserable she was before, how miserable Ye Nanqing was!
What Ye Nanqing owed her would never be repaid in this life.
Xue Yunlan put clothes on Ye Anya, raised her head and cried to Ye Huamao:
"Husband, our Anya has already suffered so much outside. In the final analysis, all of today's events are caused by Ye Nanqing. You should stop punishing her."
How could Ye Huamao feel relaxed after hearing what Ye Anya said just now?
Looking at her daughter's haggard and injured appearance, the corners of her cold mouth finally softened.
He sat down, waved his hand, and said distractedly: "You guys go down first, the wounds on Anya's body... you ask the family doctor to give her a good look."
Xue Yunlan quickly helped Ye Anya up.
Then I heard Ye Huamao say: "The old man and the old lady are coming back. You take Anya to pick them up at the train station tomorrow."
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Ye Nanqing's results in the Fortune Cup financial competition preliminary test were quickly spread to the campus forum.
Being crushed by a freshman made all the participating seniors frustrated.
There is a heated discussion on the forum right now, which stems from a very controversial post.
It’s a post from an alumnus named “Indecent”:
"The problem-solving ideas given by the 142-point academic master are exactly the same as the standard answers."
Followed by two comparison pictures.
Ye Nanqing was still sitting in the car, which was driving from Qinyuan to Yunda.
She casually flipped through the comments below:
"142 points is an impossible score. It's just that the format is not standardized, otherwise it would be a perfect score. Has anyone ever gotten a perfect score in previous Fortune Cup competitions?"
"No! Obviously this so-called 142 has already obtained the standard answer."
"I want to correct the person above. In the China Division of the 2006 Fortune Cup competition, there was a perfect score! It was just that that person refused the award ceremony set up for him by the competition organization of the division and never appeared in front of newspapers and media.
"
"Then do you think if 142 is really such a great scholar, why did she only get into Yunda University in the college entrance examination?"
"That's right! Everyone knows that the gap between us and other famous overseas universities is not even a tiny bit."
"The best among us seniors who have studied for four years can only score 103 points, which is far higher than the previous level. Plagiarizing answers with 142 points is really frustrating for senior students who have worked so hard to prepare for the test.
Heartbroken!"
"It's too high-profile to just copy the standard answers in the exam. This kind of practice is really disgusting."
"..."
She didn't say a word, closed her phone, and looked at the passing scenery outside the car window with complicated eyes.
The man sitting next to her seemed to know what she was thinking. He gently touched the back of her head with one hand and whispered in her ear:
"Qingqing, just be yourself. You have to know that most slanders have jealousy hidden behind them."
"The more people who dislike you, the more dazzling you are."
When the man said this, there was an unobstructed view of calmness in the deep pool of his eyes, and the cold and sharp profile seemed to be a little more distant and hazy at this moment.
"Well, Gu Sihan, have you ever had the experience of being looked down upon by others?" The girl looked at him with her clear eyes.
She thought that Gu Sihan had never had such an experience.
Because he looks so dazzling and incomparable.
Who dares to say anything wrong with him?
But the next second, she heard him say:
"I've had it too, I'm not an exception."
Ye Nanqing's eyes froze, slightly surprised.
A low laugh escaped from the man's throat: "Those who can't stand me must either surrender or die."
"..." Ye Nanqing didn't know what to say for a moment.
At this time, the car slowly drove into the parking lot outside the school.
There was a "clang" outside the car.
Ye Nanqing felt the slight vibration of the car body.
Tang Zhuo slammed on the brakes, stopped the car, and hammered the steering wheel in anger: "How the hell does this guy drive? Why did he swerve over without turning on the turn signal?"
Then, Gu Si's voice, as cold as cold light, sounded like thunder from behind:
"Tang Zhuo, if you don't know how to drive, let Tang Yi do it! If you can't drive a car well, what do I want you to do?"
Tang Zhuo trembled with fright and said quickly: "I'll go and pull that blind thing over to make amends to you, Mr. Si!"
After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhuo pulled out Cheng Fangyi from the driver's seat of the car that hit them.
Cheng Fangyi shook off Tang Zhuo, his eyes were reddish and a little drunk, "Let go!"
He squinted slightly and took a look at the car he hit. It was a pure black Bugatti. He felt like he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
Tang Zhuo picked up Cheng Fangyi's collar, straightened his swaying body, and said coldly:
"Mr. Cheng, now is not the time for you to act stupid and bump into our master. You have to apologize."
When Cheng Fangyi heard this, he immediately laughed.
"The person who should apologize to me should be you, right? Since you know how to call me Mr. Cheng, you should know how noble I am! How could you say such a stupid thing?"
Ye Nanqing could roughly understand what Cheng Fangyi said in the car, and her bright eyes suddenly turned cold.
Tang Zhuo laughed even more angrily, grabbed Cheng Fangyi's clothes, stretched out a hand and slapped his cheek hard, and then pressed his head in front of the car.
"Mr. Cheng, you really should go to the hospital to have your eyes checked!"
Cheng Fangyi's eyes suddenly hit the four "8"s on the license plate.
It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on me, and I suddenly woke up.
After staring at the car carefully again, he realized that wasn't this the same car that picked up Ye Nanqing in front of him before?
Cheng Fangyi seemed to have grasped the last straw, ran to the car window, stretched out his hand and patted the car window.
"Qingqing, look at me! I'm Cheng Fangyi! I know I shouldn't trust Ye Anya. I was confused again that day. Can you come back? Don't leave me!"
He didn't know that the person sitting on the side he was shouting at was Gu Sihan.
Cheng Fangyi pressed his whole face against the car window to see clearly inside.
As a result, the distance between Gu Sihan and him was only a stone's throw away.
And Cheng Fangyi's face squeezed into various shapes in front of Gu Sihan's eyes, which was extremely weird.
At this moment, Gu Sihan's face was colder than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, and his whole body exuded a sinister and terrifying aura.