A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

"I also want malted milk powder," Jian Qingyi said matter-of-factly.

She had seen this thing many times in historical fiction.

"Buy them all, buy them all." Jian Zhongliang said indulgently.

He wasn't afraid of his little girl's tantrums, her unreasonable demands, or her being spoiled; what he feared was that she would lock herself in her room again, just like before, without saying a word.

"Why are you spoiling a little girl like that!" Mao Chunqiao said, displeased.

They swindled so much of her secret savings, and now they're trying to scam her son.

Mao Chunqiao felt breathless at the thought of losing her life savings.

“I’m his own daughter, who else should he spoil if not me? Should he spoil that burden?” Before Jian Zhongliang could try to smooth things over, Jian Qingyi spoke first.

Mao Chunqiao fell silent.

Even if she doesn't like Jian Qingyi, Jian Qingyi is still a descendant of the Jian family.

No matter how likable Jian Xiaojing is, she is still someone else's blood.

Mao Chunqiao is clear about this.

But this doesn't change the fact that she dislikes her own granddaughter, Jian Qingyi.

"Mother, if you're sleepy, go to sleep first. We have important matters to attend to here!" Jian Zhongliang was afraid that things would escalate further.

"I won't say anything more, okay?" Although Mao Chunqiao was angry, she couldn't refuse her youngest son since he had spoken.

The essential……

She was very curious about the serious matters her youngest son was talking about.

Jian Zhongkang and Wang Xiujuan were still surprised by Jian Qingyi's change, but when they heard Jian Zhongliang say that he had something important to do, they quickly pulled their wandering thoughts back.

When Jian Dashan heard that there was something important to do, he stopped soaking his feet.

The whole family sat properly on the sofa.

"Brother, do you know what Yiwei does in the army?" Since everyone in the room was his own people, Jian Zhongliang didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Orderly soldier, what's wrong?" Although Jian Zhongkang didn't understand why his younger brother suddenly asked about his son's specific work in the army, he still answered truthfully.

"Oh, then it's alright." Jian Zhongliang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"You called us over just to ask this?" Jian Zhongkang frowned.

Jian Zhongliang had no choice but to recount what had happened yesterday and his conjectures.

Once he learned that Jian Yiwei was not a soldier with a particularly high level of secrecy, his conjecture about winning him over was invalid.

Who would bother to curry favor with a mere orderly?!

However, Jian Dashan, who was an accountant, still instructed his brothers Jian Zhongkang and Jian Zhongliang to be more cautious and low-key in their future actions, so as not to give others any reason to criticize them.

Although things aren't as tense as they were a few years ago, it's always good to be careful.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."

Jian Qingyi ate sunflower seeds and watched silently.

They completely ignored Mao Chunqiao's murderous gaze.

Occasionally, when they meet, she'll grin and give her a sweet smile.

Mao Chunqiao was so angry that she almost fainted.

Wang Xiujuan, who witnessed all of this, pursed her lips tightly, afraid that she might burst out laughing out loud.

Her mother-in-law has always been domineering and arrogant; no one but her father-in-law can control her.

As her daughter-in-law, she suffered a lot of mistreatment from her.

Seeing her get the short end of the stick, he was naturally pleased.

but……

Her little niece has really changed a lot.

next day

From the school gate to Class 3 of Senior Three, in just a few hundred meters, Jian Qingyi received countless scrutinizing glances.

If this were the original owner of this body, she would probably be looking down and trying to find a crack in the ground.

It's clear that Jian Qingyi, who is used to big occasions, takes this for granted.

She walked into Class 3 of Senior Three with her head held high and her figure light and graceful, as if she hadn't even noticed.

"Was that short-haired girl Jian Qingyi, the one who was at the bottom of the class?"

"Who else but her?"

"Why do you seem like a completely different person?"

"I used to see her walking with her head down, like she had money to pick up from the ground. I haven't seen her for a whole summer, how come she's changed so much?"

……

In the corridors of the senior high school section, the chatter was deafening.

Everyone was amazed that Jian Qingyi seemed like a completely different person.

Some students even asked Jian Xiaojing what had happened to Jian Qingyi this summer that caused such a big change in her.

Jian Xiaojing was still angry about the cured pork and sausage from last night, and hearing someone mention Jian Qingyi made her even angrier.

But in order to maintain her image as a gentle and kind older sister, she still managed to force a smile.

When it came to Jian Qingyi's transformation, her lips moved slightly, but then she resolutely closed them again.

No matter how much everyone pressed her for answers, she refused to speak again.

Ask again.

With tears in her eyes, she shook her head and said, "My sister is really well-behaved. Don't ask me anything, I don't know anything."

It seems like nothing was said, but it also seems like everything was said.

The girls gathered around her table exchanged a meaningful glance.

Senior 3, Class 3

Jian Qingyi's table was also surrounded by people.

Everyone was chattering about Jian Qingyi's hairstyle.

Some asked where I got my hair cut, some asked if it was a senior or junior stylist, and others asked how much the haircut cost...

Jian Qingyi was in a good mood at the moment and answered all questions.

Upon hearing that Jian Qingyi's hair was being sold for twenty yuan, several girls with long hair were clearly tempted.

A glass bottle of orange juice soda costs 15 cents.

Twenty yuan...

That's enough to buy over a hundred bottles of orange juice soda.

Just as everyone was enthusiastically debating whether short hair or long hair looked better, several girls from Class 2 of Senior Three, led by a girl with a high ponytail, barged in.

The group rushed straight to Jian Qingyi's desk, their expressions arrogant.

Jian Qingyi rested her chin on her hand, lazily raising her eyes, wanting to see what crazy things they were going to do next.

"The first mock exam for seniors is coming up soon, Jian Qingyi. We're waiting to see you kneel in front of the whole school and bark like a dog." The girl with the high ponytail said with her nose in the air.

Because of the angle, Jian Qingyi immediately noticed the enormous thing inside the high ponytail girl's nostril...

booger.

Jian Qingyi curled her lips in disgust and made an "Eh" sound.

"Zhong Xiaorong, your nostrils are practically covered in boogers, aren't you uncomfortable at all?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards the girl with the high ponytail's nostrils.

The girl with the high ponytail covered her nose first.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, when self-esteem is strong, the girl with the high ponytail blushed instantly when stared at like that.

"Jian Qingyi, stop giving me that nonsense. If you don't get into the top 50 in your grade in this placement test, you'll be kneeling in front of the whole school and barking like a dog!" the girl with the high ponytail said angrily.

"One, two, three, four, five." Jian Qingyi stretched out her slender, fair fingers and pointed to each of the girls from Class 2 of Senior Three who were standing in front of her desk.

"I've got your names in mind. Next Monday, at the front playground, nine o'clock. See you there." Her voice was still sweet and soft, but it sent chills down the spines of several girls in Class 2 of Senior Three.

The girl with short hair even seemed a little uneasy.

But when he thought of Jian Qingyi's consistently poor grades, he secretly cursed himself for being too cowardly.

With her consistently poor grades, there's no way she could ever get into the top fifty in her grade!