Being tortured by her whole family, she no longer pretends to be a real daughter!

Mrs. Luo paused, "What?"

Song Zhilan thought she hadn't heard clearly, so she repeated, "Lin Yusheng doesn't know calligraphy."

Mrs. Luo was surprised. "How is that possible? Your Lin Yusheng can even participate in the National Calligraphy Competition, and you say she can't write calligraphy?"

Now it was Song Zhilan's turn to be surprised.

"Lin Yusheng is participating in a calligraphy competition?"

Their eyes met, and Mrs. Luo paused for a few seconds before suddenly raising an eyebrow in disbelief. "Why? Don't you know? Teacher Feng really admires your Lin Yusheng and directly gave her a spot in the competition."

The corner of Song Zhilan's mouth twitched.

Is there such a thing?

How come she doesn't know at all?

Mrs. Luo saw through her expression and suddenly laughed, "Oh, Zhilan, Lin Yusheng is your biological daughter. How could you not know about such a big thing? Do you need me to tell you about it?"

Song Zhilan clenched her fingers, a look of embarrassment appearing on her face.

Lin Yusheng didn't tell her, so of course she didn't know.

The girl didn't tell her anything.

This was the case when I got first place in the last exam, and it was also the case in this calligraphy competition.

Not only did he not talk to her, he also blocked all her contact information.

Song Zhilan felt chest tightness again.

Mrs. Luo glanced at her and sighed, "Alas, your daughter is really pitiful. She must have suffered a lot outside before coming back."

"But the child is doing very well. Not only does he have good grades, but he can also write beautifully."

Mrs. Luo picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, puzzled. "I'm wondering, this girl grew up in that kind of place, without a good education and without the love of her parents, how did she become so outstanding?"

"He's grown so well in that kind of environment. Just imagine how amazing he'd be if you were the one raising him yourself, right?"

Mrs. Luo's words lingered in Song Zhilan's ears.

Song Zhilan couldn't help but think of the driver who had brought Lin Yusheng back, who had said that Lin Yusheng's previous home was bare and extremely poor...

She couldn't imagine that day.

I also thought of the cautious look in Lin Yusheng's eyes when she came home for the first time, and the timid call of "Mom" by Lin Yusheng.

All the scenes and events that had disgusted her in the past were suddenly recalled by her at this moment, and she suddenly felt uncomfortable and a little sour in her heart.

Yes, Lin Yusheng grew up in such an environment. How did she learn to read and write? How did she do it?

If Lin Yusheng had not been taken away by mistake, with her talent, would she be much better than Lin Ruoyao?

Song Zhilan had never thought about these questions before.

Suddenly I lost the desire to drink tea.

Song Zhilan hurriedly said goodbye to these ladies and returned home.

Lin Yi happened to come in from outside.

She asked hurriedly, "Did you know that Lin Yusheng was participating in the calligraphy competition? Why didn't you tell me?"

Lin Yi sneered, "Didn't I tell you? I wanted to tell you the day before yesterday, but Lin Ruoyao came over and told you she was allergic, and you immediately gave her all your attention!"

"I wanted to tell you! It was you who told me not to speak, and you said that nothing was more important than Lin Ruoyao's health. You only had Lin Ruoyao in your heart!"

Lin Yi was so angry at that time, he felt angry and powerless.

He thought that sooner or later Song Zhilan would regret it.

You will definitely regret it!

Just like he is now, wanting to make it up to Lin Yusheng but being unable to do so and feeling regretful!

Song Zhilan then remembered that Lin Yi seemed to have said something to her the day before yesterday. Later, Lin Ruoyao said that she was allergic and had a small rash on her legs. She suddenly panicked.

"Then you should have told me later."

Lin Yi gritted his teeth, "You don't deserve to know."

After saying this, Lin Yi went upstairs angrily.

"Lin Yi! You...!"

Song Zhilan covered her chest, extremely angry.

One or two people, is this the attitude they use to talk to her?

It would be fine if Lin Yusheng was ignorant, but now Lin Yi is like this too.

-

Lin Ruoyao submitted her entry to Feng Peide's office.

The next day, after hesitating for a long time, she finally knocked on Feng Peide's office door.

Feng Peide was writing and looked up at her. "Student Lin? What's wrong?"

"Teacher Feng," Lin Ruoyao asked cautiously, "Have you seen my work? What do you think? I'm a little unsure, so I came to ask."

Feng Peide shook his head. "I haven't seen your work. Although I'm a teacher at this school, I'm not qualified to review any of your work privately. So I haven't seen any of your work, and I can't, let alone offer any opinions or guidance. Otherwise, I'd be violating the rules."

"Okay." Lin Ruoyao sighed.

Feng Peide glanced at her and was about to say something when he suddenly received a call.

It’s the principal calling.

I have something urgent to discuss with him.

Feng Peide hurried away holding his cell phone.

Lin Ruoyao stood there, her eyes falling on a drawer under Feng Peide's desk.

When she came to submit her writing yesterday, she saw Feng Peide stuffed it directly into the drawer with other contestants' works.

They should all still be in there, right?

Lin Ruoyao pursed her lips, walked over lightly and opened the drawer.

really.

There are eight scrolls in total, each with a label with a name written on it.

Lin Ruoyao saw Lin Yusheng's at a glance.

She was actually quite curious about what kind of calligraphy Lin Yusheng could produce. Although it couldn't possibly be better than hers, it had actually impressed Feng Peide...

Lin Ruoyao unwrapped the scroll and slowly unfolded it...

The words on the scroll came into view.

Lin Ruoyao's pupils suddenly shrank and her face turned pale.

As if frozen in time, she stared at the words on the scroll, her eyes full of disbelief.

How can it be?

How could this be Lin Yusheng's work?

Lin Ruoyao's head was buzzing, the world seemed to be turning upside down in front of her eyes, the whole world seemed to be upside down, and her eyes were out of focus.

Goose bumps appeared on her arms.

Because of fear.

Because she knew that if this calligraphy was submitted to the competition, Lin Yusheng would definitely become an instant hit in the calligraphy world!

No!

Lin Yusheng has already left her far behind in her studies. If she can't even perform as well as Lin Yusheng in calligraphy, which she is so proud of, her mother will definitely... abandon her.

Lin Ruoyao stared wide-eyed, her lips trembling with fear.

Her brother and parents must not be taken away by Lin Yusheng!

“I haven’t seen any of your work…”

What Feng Peide had just said popped into her mind.

and so……

Feng Peide has not yet seen the words written by Lin Yusheng.

Lin Ruoyao's heart moved, and she quickly closed the scroll, took off her school uniform jacket to cover the scroll, and ran out of the office with the scroll in her arms.

After leaving the office, Lin Ruoyao ran to the classroom, very anxious.

Lu Zhiyin was walking up the stairs when someone bumped into her at the corner.

The force was so strong that it hurt her arm.

She felt terrible, and when she looked up and saw that it was Lin Ruoyao, she felt even worse.

"Lin Ruoyao, are you blind?"

"I'm sorry, Lu Zhiyin, I'm so sorry..."

Lin Ruoyao glanced at Lu Zhiyin guiltily, tightened her grip around the scroll, hunched her waist, and hurried away.

Lu Zhiyin looked at her back, full of doubts.

Why does Lin Ruoyao act like a thief?