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

A passing classmate asked, "Sisi, did she kick you out?"

Song Qianqian glanced at Luo Yusheng cautiously: "No, Shengsheng was just joking with me."

Before he could finish speaking, he was met with a rebuttal: "What are you talking about? I'm making you move out."

Upon hearing this, the onlookers' expressions changed, and their gazes towards Luo Yusheng became less than friendly.

Song Qianqian's eyes were filled with tears, but her voice was clear and strong: "Sheng Sheng, I was brought back by Uncle Luo. Even if you don't like me, you can't kick me out. Aren't you making him lose face?"

These words, seemingly for Luo Yusheng's sake, were actually meant to portray her as unfilial. Song Qianqian's mouth is indeed sharp.

"Our affairs are none of the business of outsiders."

The word "outsider" struck a chord with Song Qianqian. The more jealous she was of Luo Yusheng's background, the more heartbroken she felt.

She couldn't help but reveal a hint of hostility in her gaze as she looked at Luo Yusheng.

"You can tell the Luo family's values ​​just by looking at Luo Yusheng's personality: arrogant and disdainful of others."

"They were the ones who initially offered to sponsor Xixi, and now they're the ones kicking her out just like that. Aren't they treating her like a fool?"

Luo Yusheng retorted, "The Luo family isn't short of money, but we won't keep just any scoundrel."

"What do you mean by arrogance? You're too naive. If you'd like, I can show you what real arrogance is."

"You're the one who said she's a monkey." She looked closely at Song Qianqian's appearance: "She really does look a bit like one."

Song Qianqian was so angry that she felt like she was going to grind her teeth to powder.

Has she gone mad?! She actually called her a monkey in public!

Luo Yusheng chuckled lightly: "The Luo family will never tolerate those who resort to tricks and harm others in secret."

A fierce glint flashed in Song Qianqian's eyes. She lowered her gaze to hide it and said with disappointment, "Sheng Sheng, are you talking about me?"

Looking up again, her eyes were filled with disappointment: "What did I do wrong to deserve such a judgment from you? Just tell me, and I'll change, okay?"

Luo Yusheng listed many things, such as pretending to be a rich girl, and ordering her to serve her...

"Sometimes I can't even tell myself whether I'm the one receiving funding or you are?"

Song Qianqian bit her lower lip lightly: "I never had that kind of thought..."

"When I was misunderstood by everyone, did you say a single word?"

This probing question left Song Qianqian speechless. She had indeed deliberately misled everyone into believing that Luo Yusheng was a poor student she was sponsoring.

Just as she was racking her brains but couldn't come up with any excuses, Ji Tingxiao pushed through the crowd and shielded her behind him: "It's the other classmates who are making wild guesses about your identity. What are you and Qianqian trying to settle? Don't go too far."

"What kind of skill is it to kick Sisi out as revenge?"

Luo Yusheng sneered, "Aren't you a rich second-generation?"

Her gaze swept over the two of them, and she said meaningfully, "You two are childhood sweethearts, so arranging a place for her to stay shouldn't be a difficult task for you."

After her reminder, everyone thought it was a good idea and started to cheer.

"Yeah, Tingxiao is a rich kid, and his house has a lot of empty rooms. If he cleans one out for Qianqian to live in, then someone will be the one who's unhappy about it."

"Sisi, you don't need to ask certain people. Just ask, and Tingxiao will definitely arrange a hundred times better accommodation for you."

Luo Yusheng looked at Ji Tingxiao with great interest, eager to see how he would respond: "You don't mean you can't arrange accommodation for Song Qianqian, do you?"

The cheers from the crowd subsided as Ji Tingxiao remained silent.

Ji Tingxiao could only bite the bullet and explain, "It's not convenient at my home."

Luo Yusheng smiled sarcastically: "If home isn't an option, you can book her a monthly hotel room."

She changed the subject: "You're not broke, are you?"

Ji Tingxiao instinctively retorted, "You!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Luo Yusheng gave a mocking laugh.

He was about to scold her when he saw that she had already entered the classroom.

A day passed, and the two still hadn't solved their accommodation problem.

The school bell had barely rung when Song Qianqian, with red eyes, tearfully complained to Ji Tingxiao, "Where am I supposed to stay tonight? Do I really have to sleep under a bridge?"

After gently comforting her, he asked, "Luo Yusheng went too far, calling her father?"

At his suggestion, Song Qianqian dialed Luo Zhengdong's number. But no matter how many times she dialed, all she heard was a cold, mechanical female voice telling her that the call could not be connected.

"What's going on? This has never happened before!" She stamped her feet anxiously. "Could it be that Luo Yusheng is behind this?"

"You always turn to my dad when something happens? Don't you have a dad?"

As soon as Luo Yusheng stepped out of the school gate, she saw the two of them. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were filled with unconcealed ferocity and anger.

Ji Tingxiao shouted angrily, "Do you have any humanity? You clearly know what kind of person her father is, yet you still bring it up in front of her."

Luo Yusheng shrugged: "Just because her dad isn't good, does that mean she can cling to my dad?"

She changed the subject: "I haven't even said anything to you yet. When are you going to return the things I gave you?"

Ji Tingxiao asked in confusion, "What is it?"

When he noticed her gaze fixed on him, he realized that the designer clothes he was wearing were a gift from her. She wouldn't want them back, would she? That wouldn't do.

Why should I return something you gave me willingly?

Luo Yusheng had already anticipated that he wouldn't hand it over easily: "Then I'll have the butler take it. Don't say I bullied you if things get out of hand."

He was so angry he couldn't say a word, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, Song Qianqian said softly, "Sheng Sheng, you've already used all the things you gave him."

Ji Tingxiao gritted his teeth, "You think doing this will make me back down? Dream on."

Luo Yusheng felt disgusted: "If you don't return the things this week, I'll have the housekeeper get them. Even throwing them in the trash is better than giving them to you."

She left as soon as she finished speaking, completely ignoring the two people behind her who looked disgusted.

Unable to contact Luo Zhengdong, Song Qianqian had no choice but to move back to her own home.

There was no room for her at all; the so-called room was just two wooden planks with a curtain hanging in the hallway.

As she packed her suitcase in the small room, she discovered that all the clothes she had bought were gone. She immediately sent a message to Luo Yusheng, asking what had happened.

The reply came quickly: "You have the nerve to take the clothes I bought with my card? You can't afford to live anymore."

She was so angry that she smashed her phone, and the loud noise attracted Song's mother.

Song's mother asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

She cursed angrily, "That bitch Luo Yusheng! She actually took my clothes! I bought them all!"

Song's mother gently advised her, "They've supported you for so many years, no matter what, you can't treat the Luo family like this. Is there some misunderstanding?"

The dim light illuminated Song Qianqian's mocking smile: "Misunderstanding? She's deliberately trying to humiliate me."

“They used me to build up my philanthropic persona, and now that the persona is all done, they've kicked me aside. They're all hypocrites.”