The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 17: Not On The Same Path

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

It was clearly handwritten, and the words were so beautiful. The coordinate axes drawn were even better than theirs. The difference between people was too big.

They really wanted to collect it.

Half an hour later, everyone in the classroom had left. He Jing had to go back too. Yin High School did not have evening self-study. The teachers were punctual with their dismissal time, more accurate than a cuckoo clock. If the students wanted to get good grades, they had to study on their own.

He Jing packed her bag and prepared to leave but was stopped by someone. She didn’t even lift her eyelids and said emotionlessly, “Is there anything else?”

Cheng Yi’s eyes were filled with grievance and she looked a little pitiful. “Why can’t we be friends? Although we’ve exchanged identities, it wasn’t my fault. He Jing, there’s really no need for us to be so hostile.”

He Jing looked at her in anger and amusement. “Since when did we go against each other?”

“Was it because I embarrassed you in front of the teacher by going up to help you solve the question or because I refused to tutor you?”

“Cheng Yi, I don’t want to be friends with you because we’re not on the same path. That’s all.”

Cheng Yi was embarrassed and angry, but she couldn’t help but retort, “Aren’t you angry that I stole your identity? You’re clearly…”

“No, I’m not.”

He Jing looked at her with a clear gaze.

“I don’t care about being rich. If you want it, you can take it.”

Anyway, she had lived enough of the days of glory and wealth, right?

She just wanted to live an ordinary life now.

Cheng Yi was speechless. For some reason, she felt inexplicably humble. She was clearly the real daughter of a wealthy family, but she felt as if she had stolen this identity…

She thought, “Why? Why was this happening?”

“Good luck with your monthly exam. I wish you all the best,” He Jing said lightly and left, avoiding her.

…

Yin High School didn’t have evening self-study sessions, but First High School did. The students in First High School were known for their diligence. They finished school at nine every day. The total number of exam papers they had was enough to circle the world twice. It had even been on the city news.

Almost every year, the top scorer of the provincial college entrance examination came from First High School. He Jing admired this school.

She wanted to wait for He Ning and He Sui to go back together after school, so she wandered around First High School alone to familiarize herself with the surroundings. She even bought some oden and two ice-creams.

There was no doubt that the ice cream was for He Ning, and she planned to bring the oden to He Xiaoguo and the others.

They rarely had the chance to eat such snacks. They would definitely like it…

He Jing thought about it and looked at her phone. It was almost time, so she should head to First High School.

When she passed by a small alley, she suddenly caught a whiff of a bloody smell.

A steel pipe was thrown to the ground with a crisp sound. A few stray dogs barked. It was obvious that something bad was happening in the alley.

He Jing had never been interested in such behavior that violated the spirit of socialism, prosperity, democracy, and mutual assistance. In her eyes, those who relied on violence to solve problems were all mentally retarded. Only barbaric animals hunted each other. The country’s efforts to eliminate evil were still not strong enough…

Suddenly, she heard someone shout, “Yan Hanxi!”

As if her feet had been nailed to the ground, He Jing stopped in her tracks and looked into the alley.

The sky was dark, and the moon hung in the sky. The tall and slender young man outlined a faint silver silhouette in the moonlight. His sharp shoulders were like rugged mountains, half hidden in the darkness and half exposed under the moonlight. The wind blew his white shirt, revealing his thin and fair waist and a dazzling red mole on his waist.

Hearing the commotion, he turned around. His eyes were long and narrow, and the ruthlessness in his eyes had not dissipated.

It was Yan Hanxi!