Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 155 Zhao Zhao, Aren't you going to hide?
Lin Shi: "Are you two busy? You're going to let me win this time. Why didn't you save the money for now? I should have just won!"

Qin Zhao really wanted to applaud him.

The two people who most wanted to win in the final round didn't win.

Is there no justice left?

The next part started, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Fang Tian walked up to Qin Zhao and asked her to come out with her for a moment.

It was stuffy inside, and it was also a bit hot after drinking, so Qin Zhao followed her outside.

The soundproofing in these private rooms was top-notch; the noise in the corridor was already quite low. They went to the emergency exit.

Qin Zhao stopped, looking at the dark passage. "Let's talk here."

"Happy birthday."

Qin Zhao lowered her eyelashes slightly and said a very soft "thank you".

Fang Tian handed her a small rectangular gift box: "A gift."

Qin Zhao hesitated for a moment, then took it: "Thank you."

"The piece you said I played really well last time won first place in the GM competition."

Qin Zhao remembered that once Fang Tian was crying alone, so she went up to her and handed her a tissue.

At first, Fang Tian felt embarrassed, but later she probably really wanted to talk to someone, so she told her about the competition.

She said she didn't want to compete at all.

I feel a lot of pressure in every competition, worried that I will lose.

She felt that the labels of "class beauty" and "top student" were like shackles controlling her. She couldn't do badly, but she was just a person. People get tired, scared, and sometimes they don't perform well.

These constraints will amplify these negative aspects.

Those who are waiting to see her fall from grace will say, "Oh, look at her, she's nothing special."

Qin Zhao wasn't good at comforting people, so he simply said, "Everyone wants different things. If you take on the benefits it brings, you have to be prepared to accept the backlash."

"Perfection isn't necessarily a good thing. What if people find Fang Tian more endearing when she plays a wrong note?"

"And you play very well."

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Qin Zhao nodded: "Congratulations."

Fang Tian looked at her with her bright eyes: "I can play it for you alone next time."

Qin Zhao moved his lips slightly: "Thank you."

"Qin Zhao, I don't like Shen Yanci anymore."

"..."

Qin Zhao pursed his lips, thinking to himself that it was no use that he liked him, because he was gay.

Fang Tian: "Do you like me?"

"..."

Qin Zhao felt the effects of the alcohol kicking in, and he started hallucinating: "Hmm?"

Fang Tian repeated, "Do you like me?"

Qin Zhao felt that these words were somewhat familiar. She had heard similar words many times before. Lin Shi had said them, Shen Yanci had said them, Jiang Man, Xia Yaoyao, and even Xia Zhirou had said them.

Does she really seem to like other people that much?

She closed her eyes briefly: "I like you all."

"..."

"I mean, the kind between a man and a woman," Fang Tian said, looking at her. "Do you want me to be your girlfriend?"

"..."

"Stop joking around," Qin Zhao said. "The adventure is over, let's go back early."

I didn't open it—

Qin Zhao shook the gift box in his hand: "Thank you for the gift."

"I've had too much to drink and I can't remember anything. I won't be going back with you for a while. Please tell Lin Shi for me."

She smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

A tacit understanding to stop it.

"So, do you like Jiang Man?"

"..."

Fang Tian is gone.

Qin Zhao chuckled softly. Why does everyone say she likes someone? Why doesn't anyone say who likes her? Oh well, it's not important. It's better if they don't like her.

Qin Zhao leaned against the wall, feeling utterly weak.

Jiang Ye was disliked by others.

Qin Zhao does have some fans.

No, it's just that some people like Qin Zhao on the surface.

She smiled, closed her eyes, and suppressed the slight moisture.

Belatedly, the effects of the alcohol kicked in, and she started to feel a headache.

Jiang Dahai is a liar. He said he had too many worries, so he drank alcohol, and that it would relieve his troubles.

She's still so annoyed.

It wasn't just annoyance, it was an overwhelming sadness. She was so sad.

She didn't know why she was sad.

I feel like crying.

Qin Zhao would laugh and cry intermittently, but never actually shed a tear.

Which step did she miss?

Should she give herself a beating?

It seems that Jiang Dahai isn't so angry after hitting her.

What should I do.

What should she do?

Qin Zhao's face twitched twice as if he was about to cry, but he quickly regained his composure.

She took two deep breaths, took out her phone, and asked Uncle Li to answer it.

A shadow entered his field of vision, and Qin Zhao only paused for a moment without even lifting his eyelids.

"Qin Zhao."

Qin Zhao's eyelashes fluttered, and she raised her eyelids to look at him. Her chin was taut, but the corners of her mouth were still turned up: "Speak, what do you want to say? Do whatever you want."

Her tone was indifferent, as if she didn't care.

Shen Yanci looked at her with his dark eyes and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Zhaozhao."

Qin Zhao's fingers curled up slightly.

Can I hug you?

Qin Zhao's eyelashes drooped slightly: "I think you don't understand the situation."

Before she could answer, Shen Yanci hugged her without asking.

Her body heat clung to her through her thin clothes, enticing one to become infatuated.

"Chen Yu said he sold his wish to you. What do you want to do with it? I have nothing to give you."

I want to make you happy.

His voice sounded a little muffled.

Qin Zhao cracked her knuckles, pushed him away, and scoffed, "Don't you understand yet?"

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with steam rising from beneath a volcano, but her expression was quite cold: "I lied to you."

Shen Yanci looked at her calmly and said, "I like you."

Qin Zhao glanced at him twice, then looked away.

The emergency exit was pitch black. Qin Zhao pushed open the door and said, "Come in."

With a creak and a snap, the door closed.

The flashlight shone on the ground; it wasn't very bright, but you could still make out the expressions on the two people's faces.

She unzipped her coat and took Shen Yanci's hand, placing it on her chest.

She saw him frown slightly, and just as they were about to touch, he grabbed her wrist.

It was even quieter with a door between us.

Qin Zhao lowered her head, shook off his hand, and zipped the zipper all the way up.

She said, "Have fun."

She reached for the safety door handle, but Shen Yanci wrapped his arms around her from behind.

Qin Zhao's chest heaved, and his shoulders unconsciously hunched together.

Shen Yanci stepped back slightly, took her hand, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "Zhaozhao, those things are not important."

He pulled her around, took her hand, and placed it on his heart.

A strong heartbeat pounded against her palm through her skin.

"Zhaozhao, I love you."

Qin Zhao looked up at him, his brows furrowed.

Shen Yanci's shadow loomed over her, his warm breath was suppressed, and he brushed against her face almost imperceptibly.

My already dizzy head felt even dizzier.

She looked at Shen Yanci with her eyelids fluttering.

"Zhaozhao, aren't you going to dodge?"

Qin Zhao's eyes were flushed, and her gaze fell on his lips. She leaned forward.

Shen Yanci kissed him.

"..."

I always thought that when Zhaozhao finally revealed her identity, she would feel relieved. But she was like a bowstring stretched for too long; once stretched, the thought of releasing it seemed like it would break. She didn't feel relieved, only devastated.
I don't know if anyone can understand this feeling. She was tossed around by human traffickers for four years and lived as Jiang Ye for 13 years. Those were all real experiences she went through.

Whether it's her mother's love, Shen Yanci's love, or anyone else's love and kindness, it can't erase everything she's been through; her pain is real.

I know everyone is hoping she'll just say it directly: she can't. She really did live as a boy for 17 years.

Especially as I gradually realized that she had a self-destructive tendency,

The alcohol and the kisses here were, in fact, her self-destruction, her venting, and also her attempt to save herself...

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