I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

The boy wanted to say something, but when he saw Jing Xixi's strange look in his eyes, he frowned and said, "Are you jealous of her?"

Jing Xixi retracted her gaze, pretending to be nonchalant, "Of course not, I was just wondering how she could be so outstanding."

"Isn't this normal? Not only did she receive a good education, she also worked hard enough, not to mention her genius mind."

The little boy sighed: "What a pity, I'm not that smart."

Jing Xixi asked casually, "But her parents are divorced..."

Hearing her words, the little boy looked puzzled.

"What are you talking about? The wealthy are supposed to marry for a living, so what if they get divorced? Unless there's a foundation of love, it's fine if they both get the benefits and get out of it."

He was silent for a moment.

"But it's normal if you're really jealous. There are many people in the circle who are jealous of her..."

But it is also a kind of admiration, and the so-called jealousy is just because of too much education.

Perhaps because the topic involved Kyocera, the little boy talked more.

But Jing Xixi hardly heard what followed.

She suddenly realized how big the gap was between her and Kyocera.

Looking at the classmates, they are all from wealthy families. The education they received since childhood seems to be thousands of times better than that of ordinary people.

In the third row, Wen Yueliang looked at the two people talking behind her, then looked at Kyocera with an elegant expression, opened her mouth, but ultimately did not say anything to interrupt.

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School ends at 5:40 in the afternoon.

The English teacher dismissed the get out of class after giving us today's homework.

Kyocera put his books in order, and Wen Yueliang, who had packed up early, walked out with him.

"Wait for me!" Weng Ziren hurriedly packed his schoolbag, slung it over one shoulder and chased after him.

Jing Xixi watched their backs as they left, and unilaterally assumed that they had a good relationship with the table in front of them. She said meaningfully, "They have a very good relationship."

The person at the table in front glanced at her and didn't respond.

He couldn't think of any girl with the surname Jing in the circle named Jing Xixi.

Now I also figured out that it was strange, "Why do you always pay attention to Jing classmate?"

Jing Xixi didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, and her smile became much stiffer.

"Forget it. Anyway, don't ask me. I might as well spend this time improving myself."

The student in front of me quickly packed up his books and went to cram school.

At this moment, something in Jing Xixi's heart seemed to break quietly, and then an unprecedented determination surged into her heart.

Teaching downstairs.

Jingci held the phone in his hand and answered Jing Zhanheng's call slowly, his eyes fixed on one place, "Dad, I'm going home now."

Jing Zhanheng had just signed a contract, his brows and eyes were as cold as ever. Upon hearing this, he temporarily stopped what he was doing and asked, "Are you sure?"

Kyocera's voice was calm: "Yes."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and Jing Zhanheng said something before hanging up.

"You have a good relationship."

Kyocera declined to comment.

She held the phone tightly and asked Wen Yueliang beside her: "Who is that?"

Not far away, a boy who was being taken away by a group of people had his slender fingers clutching the strap of his schoolbag, his head lowered, looking timid and helpless.

Wen Yueliang recognized him at a glance. "The people in Class 1 love to bully new students. That boy's last name seems to be Qin."

She couldn't remember its specific name and didn't care about it.

Most of the students in Class 1 were top students who were admitted based on their academic performance. They came from ordinary families, including some from wealthy and lower-class families, as well as nouveau riche.

Weng Ziren laughed jokingly and complained: "They just love to seek a sense of presence."

Apart from matters related to Gu Mo, Kyocera is not the type of person who would meddle in other people's business.

She was not a good person to begin with, and she just felt that the boy looked familiar for a moment.

At the corner of the wall outside the school.

Qin Jing was grabbed by the collar and pushed against the wall. The thick lenses of his glasses covered his dark eyes. He quickly raised his eyes to look, then lowered them again.

A black car passed by in front, and the girl's profile in the fully open car window was elegant and quiet, with unusually cute facial features.

"What are you looking at?"

The boy who bullied him was also very young, but his expression was extremely scary. He turned around and only saw the tail smoke left by the car, but he could recognize the license plate number.

The boy snorted coldly: "What, you want to ask someone for help?"

Qin Jing shook his head timidly, not daring to speak.

"That's someone from the Jing family. It's useless for you to see her. I told you, no one in this school will help you and ask you not to copy the answers for me."

This group of people are used to bullying the weak, and they showed no mercy when dealing with Qin Jing.

But for Qin Jing, these were really painless, at most he suffered some minor skin injuries.

He just silently remembered the surname Jing in his heart.

the other side.

Driver Fu drove steadily, and he had almost sorted out his thoughts in the afternoon.

The blind awareness of Jing Zhanheng now tilted the balance.

While waiting for the green light, he said, "Miss, I think no matter how worried the gentleman is, he shouldn't do this."

In the back seat of the car, Kyocera lowered her eyes and looked at her phone. There was not much emotion in her voice. "Uncle Fu, don't be too stressed."

The person who was behind the Gu family incident has not been identified yet.

Jing Zhanheng's concerns were legitimate, but...

Driver Fu stepped on the accelerator and focused on the lady first.

His psychological journey was complicated, and Kyocera didn't know it.

She was currently looking at the school system's test records on her mobile phone, and it was easy to make mistakes when making judgments based solely on memory.

In her previous life, she had hacked into her family's system using her hacking skills.

She has reviewed almost all the papers entered into the system for marking.

All the test papers with Kyocera's name on them did not get full marks without exception. Only the composition points in Chinese were occasionally deducted, and all the answers were consistent with the original answers.

Except English.

After reading it all, Kyocera leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She felt tired and really couldn't understand the original owner's feelings.

It was so obvious that Jing Siyu wanted to ruin her, but it was really impossible to tell.

And Jing Zhanheng, it's impossible that he really knows nothing about this.

Ten minutes later, the car drove into the villa area.

Driver Fu saw the license plate of the car in front and slowed down.

"Miss, sir's car is in front."

However, Kyocera had adjusted himself in just a few minutes and picked up his schoolbag.

The cars stopped at the same time, one in front and one behind, and the back doors opened at the same time.

The father and daughter closed the car door and looked at each other tacitly. The former had a higher field of vision. The air was silent for a few seconds and neither side took the initiative.

Kyocera carried her schoolbag in one hand, with the strap hanging to the ground. The light of the sunset stained her eyebrows and eyes, giving her a hint of romance but not too warm.

But he looks very well behaved.

For a moment, Jing Zhanheng seemed to see his childhood self.

She's just a female version of him, shorter and more reserved.

Jing Zhanheng paused holding the phone, and looked at Jing Ci with a somewhat indifferent expression: "Go in first, your Aunt Gu is still waiting at home."

Kyocera said "hmm", put on his backpack and walked in obediently.

Jing Zhanheng took a step behind, his eyes fixed on the top of her head.

He is a small man, but he has a big temper.