Chapter 907: The 90s (17)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Father Jian talked with Father Ye for a little longer, then left with Ming Shu.
After getting into the car, Father Jian lectured Ming Shu again for so ti.
“Give your brother a call later.”
Jian Shu was the first to receive the news, but wasn’t in the city; Father Jian happened to stay in the city, so he ca in the first place.
“Okay.”
Ming Shu answered very obediently. “Dad, are you hungry?”
“Yeah, a little bit. Why?” He didn’t have ti for a al as he ca here from a eting.
The girl showed a beaming smile with bright and expectant eyes. “Why don’t we go get sothing to eat.”
Father Jian thought of the fact that he rarely had als with his daughter, so his daughter... should look forward to that very much.
Thinking like this, Father Jian told the driver to go to a restaurant nearby.
Watching his daughter eating food with great satisfaction, Father Jian began to reflect upon himself deeply. Was he too ignorant of his family?
He provided them with quality living conditions, but children still needed a father’s guidance.
Wanyu was frequently absent from ho, too. This child must have been very lonely in those days...
He also rembered that he had listened to the doctor and sent his daughter to the countryside for recuperation.
Father Jian really wanted to slap himself right then. He was filled with regret and anger.
So Father Jian decided that he would leave Jian Shu in charge of the company affairs.
He was going to retire.
Jian Shu: ???
Jian Shu originally intended to quit his job because he was too busy to look after his sister, but his father also wanted to shirk his responsibilities?
If both of them quit from their positions, who would co to take responsibility for such a large family fortune?
Finally it was proven that the older, the wiser.
Father Jian won his retirent.
Jian Shu’s depression was shown on his face clearly.
...
The girl in the pink dress had woken up and escaped from danger.
The police found a kind of hallucinogenic drug in her body, and the wound on her wrist was also done by herself.
But why did she choose to commit suicide? Even the girl herself couldn’t explain it clearly. She also didn’t rember what happened during that ti.
Discussion about the girl in the pink dress spread through the school.
So people who were present at the feast that day may have spread the news that the girl in the pink dress bumped into Ming Shu and Ming Shu was suspected afterward. So Ming Shu beca the suspect in rumors.
Pa!
Ye West Wind hit the desk hard, and the classroom quieted down imdiately.
He swept a gaze over the students. “Whoever dares to discuss this nonsense, don’t bla for showing no rcy!”
“These are all groundless rumors, don’t you talk nonsense!”
“Whoever the hell dares to talk about it should be careful after school!”
His errand boys also stood and backed him up.
The students in the classroom were startled and lowered their heads one after another. They fell into silence.
“We didn’t create the rumors. Nevertheless, if she didn’t do it, then there’s nothing to be scared of.”
A “brave” student murmured with discontent.
Ming Shu leaned her chin on her palm and chewed on the straw, not looking angry at all.
Hearing this, she looked up slightly at the girl who murmured.
It was none other than the girl who was run into by Ming Shu blocking Li Le.
Ming Shu released the straw and said lightly, “You’re at least a senior student, but why are your common sense and logic no match for even kindergarten kids?”
Compared to Ye West Wind’s errand boys, Ming Shu’s tone was rather tender.
But for no reason, everyone felt it was gloomy.
“What do you an?”
The girl’s face flushed.
She insulted saying I’m not even as good as kindergarten kids?
“I was insulting you.”
Ming Shu had basically beco a master of provoking others.
She would just diss anyone who ca to her with no gifts.
“You...”
“First of all, if I were a suspect, why could I sit here? Have any police co to after such a long ti? Second, she and I had no grudge against each other, so why would I do that do her? Sha on your forr teachers who haven’t taught so students any logic like you.”
The girl’s face reddened like blood.
She didn’t create all these rumors...
Why did it seem as if it was her fault.
“Reading will help you, ntally and physically. ”
Ming Shu smiled at the girl, then continued drinking her milk with the straw.
Speaking is tiring.
The girl choked and couldn’t say anything more. Holding the anger in until after class, the girl went to cause trouble for Li Le.
But Li Le was not so easy to bully now. She chose to endure silently when school started because she was unfamiliar with the environnt, but now she chose to talk back.
The girl didn’t vent her anger as she wished. She left the classroom, but bumped into Li ng at the door. Her drink was knocked over, spilling on her.
The girl was then imdiately irritated and slapped Li ng. “Use your eyes while walking!”
Li ng was a little befuddled.
“What bad luck.”
The girl then left with her follower sisters, holding her head high.
Li ng was slapped for no reason and didn’t even have the chance to talk.
Ming Shu was smiling at her...
...
“Jian Xi, here’s the application form for the 1500-ter long-distance race for the sports et, fill it.” The monitor put a paper on Ming Shu’s desk.
“What form?”
“Application form,” the monitor answered, “for the sports et. Didn’t you enter for the race? I’ve gotten records here.”
“Why don’t I know that I signed up?” Did I do that in my dreams?
But shouldn’t I be eating in my dreams?
“You’re indeed on the list.” The monitor ca to Ming Shu’s seat and draw out the list. “Check it here.”
Her na was really on the list.
But Ming Shu was certain that she never signed up for a race.
She heard about the sports et when Ye West Wind’s errand boys discussed it, but she didn’t pay much attention.
“The list was submitted by each small group’s group leader. You’re already recorded and can’t cancel it.” The monitor was afraid that Ming Shu would regret it. Actually, not many people would sign up for the won’s 1500-ter long-distance running.
Group leader?
Who was their small group’s group leader?
Ming Shu glanced ahead. A girl with short hair was looking this way, and as Ming Shu looked over, she turned her head imdiately.
Ming Shu’s mouth twitched. “Fine then, I’m okay with it if you want to take responsibility for my death. You can watch die.”
The monitor was horrified.
It was just a 1500-ter long-distance running, and it may be tiring, but was it serious enough to cause death?
The monitor clenched the list. “Jian Xi, since you don’t want to participate in the race, why did you sign up? I’ve submitted the nas to the teacher, are you just playing ?”
Ming Shu cocked one of her legs. “I didn’t sign up. Go find the one who signed up for .”
The monitor: “But if you didn’t sign up, why is your na on here?”
Ming Shu: “You should ask the person who is in charge of this.”
The monitor frowned and was a little suspicious. “You really didn’t sign up for the race?”
Ming Shu smiled. “I have heart disease. Do you think I’d do that? Do you think I want to die so soon?”
The monitor: ???
Heart disease?
No one knew about that...
But thinking again, she thought that if she had heart disease she wouldn’t want others to know, either.
The monitor then left with an odd expression on her face, as well as the application form.
She didn’t dare to joke about a student’s life.
Although it may not be true, what if it was true? Who would take responsibility then?
The monitor looked at the group leader and felt even stranger.
After school at noon, Ming Shu stopped the short-haired girl before she sneaked away.
“Little girl, shall we talk?”
The short-haired girl’s hands froze, clenching on her backpack.
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