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

Chapter 98 Someone Feels Sorry for Her
Qin Zhao pursed his lips: "What does this have to do with you? You're not even as good as trash."

Jiang Yu gave a forced smile: "I'm trash, and you're a trash collector. What a perfect match!"

She lifted her eyelids and looked at him: "You belong to hazardous waste and can only be destroyed. I don't pick up this kind of thing; it's worthless even if I did."

Jiang Yu stopped laughing. His face was tense from clenching his teeth, and he stared at her coldly.

"Have you always thought I was afraid of you? Actually, I have other feelings for you too."

Jiang Yu's hand, which was on the table, twitched slightly.

"Do you know what maggots are?" Qin Zhao asked, his eyes lowered and his speech slow. "They are white worms that wriggle in the dark, damp garbage dump, right next to the ground."

“I avoid it whenever I see it, not because I’m afraid, but because I’m disgusted.” She looked at him, “Just like how you make me feel.”

"It seems like your life has no meaning other than bullying others, and you've even followed me here."

Are you really that pathetic?

Before she could finish speaking, the table was cleared away with a loud crash, food was overturned on the floor, plates and glasses were shattered, and the surroundings were a mess.

Exclamations erupted, and the shopkeeper, startled for a moment, rushed over: "What are you doing! Are you trying to smash up the shop! I have security cameras here!"

Jiang Yu scratched his head from front to back, smiling, then suddenly snapped coldly, "Shut up!"

The shop owner took a step back, then, remembering it was his shop, insisted, "Which school did you go to? You have to pay the full amount!"

Jiang Yu scoffed, looking down at Qin Zhao: "Don't you have money anymore? Pay up."

The shopkeeper then looked at Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao: "Let's call the police."

"..."

Qin Zhao was unusually quiet the whole way; her mind seemed to have stopped working.

The moonlight was like water, and the row of black streetlights in the rose garden cast a warm yellow glow. Everything was quiet, and only her shadow was visible on the road.

She walked step by step, head down, as if playing with her shadow.

I looked up and met a pair of dark eyes.

Shen Yanci stood under the streetlight, his figure tall and slender, his outline even clearer and more distinct amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

"If he knew what you looked like before, he'd be disgusted to death. He'd have to wash his hands raw when he got home."

My brain, which had been numb the whole way, suddenly started working again, processing the information I had just received and repeatedly replaying what Jiang Yu had just said.

Qin Zhao stopped in her tracks. She lowered her eyelids, let out a soft breath, and smiled, "Brother Yanci."

"Where did you go?"

"Just wandering around." Qin Zhao smiled. "I'm going home now, bye-bye."

As they passed each other, Qin Zhao subconsciously kept a distance of about a meter from him.

Shen Yanci frowned, grabbed her arm, and pulled her back.

She asked in a relaxed tone, "Is there something you need?"

Shen Yanci looked at her: "You came back with me, why are you only arriving now?"

"I went for a walk."

Shen Yanci didn't speak, his dark eyes staring at her.

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips and smiled: "You can continue your walk, I'm going home."

Shen Yanci held her back, preventing her from leaving. He half-closed his eyelids and raised his hand to touch her face.

Qin Zhao dodged it.

His hand remained frozen in mid-air, silently watching her.

Qin Zhao looked away, and after two seconds, his facial muscles seemed to regain control, and he smiled at him.

In just a second, he shifted his gaze back to that direction.

She smiled and said, "Yan, Brother Yanci, I really have to go home."

"Qin Zhao."

"Ah."

"Did I ever say that you shouldn't laugh when you don't want to laugh?"

Qin Zhao's upward curve subsided. Shen Yanci looked at her: "Where have you been wandering around, making yourself so miserable?"

Qin Zhao's lips and eyelashes trembled slightly, and the muscles around his lips and eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Two seconds later, her lips twitched as if she wanted to retort, but her voice seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

Shen Yanci's hand made a move again, and Qin Zhao's eyelashes trembled.

Just as he was about to touch him, Qin Zhao turned his face away, a hint of self-abandonment in his eyes.

Shen Yanci's eyes darkened slightly: "Qin Zhao, am I that annoying?"

Qin Zhao pursed his lips and shook his head.

He pinched her chin, forcing her to look up: "Look at me."

His pupils were dark, staring intently at her, leaving her with nothing to hide.

Qin Zhao looked at him with her clear, shallow eyes, and a layer of mist slowly welled up in her eyes.

She tried to turn her head, but her gaze was drawn back to her.

"Why are you sad?"

"How did you get the injuries on your face?"

The fog grew thicker, and her lips twitched as she tried to avoid his gaze.

She tried to remove his hand, but it fell back down in mid-air.

A sob escaped from her lips, and Qin Zhao pushed him away and cried.

She didn't make a sound anymore; only her shoulders were trembling.

Shen Yanci hugged her.

Qin Zhao placed his hand on his shoulder, but ultimately didn't push him away. Instead, he punched him twice with his fist.

She cried for about ten minutes.

She stopped crying, leaned on his shoulder, her body still trembling.

Shen Yanci patted her back to help her catch her breath, his voice muffled: "Tell me what happened. I don't want to be a bystander in your world."

His Adam's apple bobbed, a hint of bitterness in his voice: "Aren't we friends? Can't we even be honest with each other?"

Qin Zhao took a few breaths intermittently, her eyelids drooping, her voice a little hoarse: "I just saw a child picking up trash."

"Everyone says she's filthy and keeps their distance from her," Qin Zhao wiped his eyes. "They even throw stones and drink bottles at her."

“She was really dirty. Her hands were black and dirty. The garbage bag was bigger than her and made her clothes filthy.” As she spoke, tears streamed down her face again. “But Shen Yanci, I feel so sorry for her.”

"Why……"

She couldn't continue; her body was trembling involuntarily, and her mouth opened and closed countless times.

She pouted and closed her eyes.

Shen Yanci held her very tightly.

After a while, he suddenly took her hand and pulled her outside.

Qin Zhao wiped his eyes, somewhat embarrassed, and covered his tear-streaked face: "What are you doing?"

"Let's go find her."

Qin Zhao was stunned and stared at him: "What?"

"Go find the child you mentioned."

Qin Zhao's fingers twitched, his eyelashes glistening: "What do you want with her?"

“We’ll help her find a place to take a bath and buy her some clothes. If she wants to go to school, we’ll sponsor her to finish university.”

“We also need to tell her that she is very capable and that she is working hard to support herself at such a young age.”

“We also need to tell her that those people are wrong. Picking up trash is just a way of life, and there is no distinction between high and low status.”

"We need to tell her that the world is a wonderful place. What she sees now is only a small part of the world. With her hard work and perseverance, she will surely see a wider world."

"Also, we need to tell her that there are people crying for her and people feeling sorry for her."

Don't wait, I'm so sorry, I'm crying~ The next chapter will be posted very late, read it tomorrow during the day.

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