She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Ji Tingxiao quickly stepped forward, pushed Luo Yusheng aside, and helped Song Qianqian up.

He held her protectively in his arms, and without asking any questions, he immediately scolded her: "Sissi has always spoken well of you in front of me, but you did something like forcing her to kneel down."

"Luo Yusheng, no wonder you have no friends, no wonder the whole school hates you, you're a disgusting guy."

Luo Yusheng knew why the whole school was prejudiced against her. It was all because of their repeated schemes that made her act foolishly for love, unknowingly turning her into a laughingstock.

They did this not only out of jealousy of her wealthy family background, but also to isolate her and make her dependent on them so that they could do whatever they wanted.

But she is no longer the Luo Yusheng she used to be.

“You’re the disgusting ones. You’re broke but you still pretend to be. You can’t pay back your money and you’re trying to morally blackmail me. If you have the energy to yell at me, you should be doing more work to pay back your debts.”

She gave the two of them a disdainful once-over: "Aren't you leaving yet? What? Want me to introduce you to a construction site?"

Ji Tingxiao came from a poor background and was most sensitive to people bringing up his poverty. Luo Yusheng's series of words hit a nerve with him.

Without thinking, he raised his hand to slap her.

Luo Yusheng didn't dodge, but stared at him with her neck stiff and eyes wide with anger. He looked really ugly when he was angry: "You dare to hit me and see what happens?"

Ji Tingxiao paused, reason temporarily prevailing over logic.

If that slap lands, Luo Zhengdong will definitely not let him off the hook.

But he was unwilling to let Luo Yusheng go like that.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Song Qianqian stood between the two, seemingly trying to persuade them, but actually stirring up trouble: "Sheng Sheng just doesn't want to pay for the meal. It's okay, I'll help you figure out a solution."

After saying that, she glanced at Luo Yusheng, seemingly as a provocation.

Luo Yusheng smiled and said, "Doesn't Ji Tingxiao tutor people? Go teach them, teach them until they're at the bottom of the class, and see if the parents get paid."

She didn't want to waste her precious rest time on these two, so she turned and left after saying that.

Anger surged in Ji Tingxiao's heart. Pointing at the departing figure, he said, "She's repeatedly used money to keep me in check, isn't she just trying to make me give in?"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "I just can't let her have her way so easily."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yusheng, who had just left the stadium, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

He even thinks he's some rich second-generation heir!

……

After school in the afternoon, Luo Yusheng passed by Song Qianqian's classroom and heard someone call her name.

She turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a student walking towards her with a broom, trying to shove it into her hand.

She avoided his movements: "What are you doing?"

"It's Sisi's turn to clean today, so of course you should help her with the cleaning."

The matter-of-fact tone displeased Luo Yusheng. She glanced at Song Qianqian sitting in the classroom and asked knowingly, "Why should I help her clean?"

This remark drew laughter from the others in the classroom: "If you don't clean up, Tingxiao won't talk to you anymore. How do you plan to win him back then? Will you shout it from below with a megaphone, or dance at the school gate?"

Luo Yusheng ignored their rising and falling laughter: "I don't care."

After saying that, she took a step to leave, but Song Qianqian walked to the back door and softly called out to her, "Sheng Sheng."

She paused, then turned around.

She wanted to see what other tricks Song Qianqian was up to.

"I hurt my knee at the stadium today," Song Qianqian limped closer to her. "It hurts a lot, and I really can't clean up. Can you help me?"

Luo Yusheng recalled her past life, when Song Qianqian was on duty, she would always have various excuses, such as club activities or the teacher asking her to go to the office, to ask her to help with cleaning.

She thought they were good friends, so helping them a few times wouldn't hurt. But somehow, it turned into a task she had to complete.

Later, she realized something was wrong and refused.

After Ji Tingxiao found out about this, he said to her, "Qianqian is different from you. You're not good at academics or socializing, but you have plenty of time. She doesn't. What's wrong with you helping her clean up?"

She felt particularly wronged at the time and retorted in a low voice, "Occasionally is fine, but not every time."

Ji Tingxiao immediately became angry and said a lot of nasty things, and even threatened her: "If you don't help Qianqian clean up, I won't walk with you after school anymore."

In her past life, she considered him her everything, and the thought of "not walking together" felt like the sky falling down.

Looking back now, it seems so naive and laughable.

Luo Yusheng smiled dismissively: "No, I have to go home to study, I don't have time."

Song Qianqian didn't expect her to refuse a second time. Her hand, which was touching her knee, paused. She secretly pressed her thumb against her knee and then suddenly poked it. She cried out in pain, "It really hurts. I need to go to the school clinic."

Some classmates couldn't bear to watch and came over to help her up, pointing fingers at Luo Yusheng: "You have no conscience! Qianqian's family sponsors your schooling and lets you stay here. What's wrong with you helping her clean up a little?"

"Yes, you should be her slave."

Luo Yusheng's eyes lit up. She reached out and patted Song Qianqian's head, asking her, "It's only right that you work like a slave, right, Song Qianqian?"

Sensing the coldness in her words, Song Qianqian shivered.

"Since that's the case, then give it to me..."

Song Qianqian realized what she was about to say and quickly interrupted, "If Sheng Sheng doesn't want to, then so be it. This is what I should do anyway."

She smiled gently: "We can't force Sheng Sheng to help. She has important things to do at home; she needs to study."

"Study?" the girl standing next to her scoffed. "With her grades, she doesn't even deserve to talk about studying. Even a chick could do better than her if you scattered a handful of rice on the test paper."

Song Qianqian gently pushed her: "Don't say that. It's a good thing that Sheng Sheng wants to study."

She feigned friendliness and smiled as she reminded Luo Yusheng, "Be careful on the road."

Luo Yusheng sensed something was off about those words and said meaningfully, "You're the one who should be careful."

She still remembered that in her past life, she offered to ride to and from school with Song Qianqian because Song Qianqian was robbed on her way home from school.

But in this life, it will never happen again.