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

Luo Yusheng withdrew her gaze and refused outright.

Ji Tingxiao fiddled with the cake in his hand and said smugly, "Luo Yusheng, I'm giving you food as a favor, don't be ungrateful."

The pen twirled between her fingers, and she gave a disdainful smile: "What right do you have to talk to me like that?"

She slightly raised her chin: "At this rate, this bonus won't last long. Instead of showing off in front of me, you should work harder and think of more ways to make money."

She leaned back and looked at her classmates who were eating cake: "So that next time you have to ask your classmates to chip in for you. And when people are pressing you to pay them back, you don't know where to go to earn money."

Song Qianqian stomped her foot: "Sheng Sheng, how could you say that? Last time was an accident."

She scolded loudly, "If you keep dwelling on this, people will think you're mean-spirited."

Luo Yusheng wanted to laugh when she heard her say that she was mean; what right did she have to call herself mean?

"Isn't that the truth?"

Song Qianqian was speechless, and timidly looked at Ji Tingxiao.

Ji Tingxiao turned around angrily and threw the cake into the trash can, saying coldly, "I wouldn't even give it to a dog."

The student who was eating cake was caught in a dilemma: whether to eat it or not.

Luo Yusheng chuckled and continued working on her problems.

After that day, Ji Tingxiao became much more low-key.

A week later, Liu, a rich kid from the next class, came to him and said, "You're really insightful. I made a lot of money by doing what you said."

He placed two stacks of cash on Ji Tingxiao's desk: "This is a thank-you gift for you. The next thank-you gift will be no less than this amount."

Everyone looked at the two stacks of cash with envy.

"Hey, what did you do to make so much money? Tell us about it."

Ji Tingxiao fiddled with the cash, his gaze falling on Luo Yusheng's straight back: "It's nothing, I earn money through my own abilities."

He said meaningfully, "A brain is a good thing, but unfortunately some people are just too stupid to learn no matter how long you teach them."

In this class, he had only ever taught one person, Luo Yusheng.

Luo Yusheng threw down her pen, turned around and retorted directly: "Jiang Moche can make my grades rise by more than nine hundred places in a short period of time."

She looked at Ji Tingxiao with disdain: "You blame the students for being stupid just because you can't teach them well. Your kind of parenting is truly terrifying."

Mentioning Jiang Moche made Ji Tingxiao so angry that the veins on his forehead and the back of his hands bulged.

The classmates who wanted a share of the pie immediately spoke up for him.

"What is Jiang Moche? He's just a rich kid. Unlike our Brother Ji, who earns his own money."

"You have no taste. You're offending Brother Ji, who makes a fortune, for a rich kid. Brother Ji's abilities go far beyond that."

These words made Ji Tingxiao feel comfortable.

Luo Yusheng sneered, "You think you've made a lot of money with just this little bit? Have you never seen money before?"

The classmate wanted to argue, but when he thought of the Luo family's wealth, he was speechless.

"So what if they're rich kids? They got rich through their own abilities. What? You hate the rich?"

After arguing with her classmate, Luo Yusheng said to Ji Tingxiao, "The meager earnings you make aren't even enough for my allowance."

Ji Tingxiao suddenly stood up, wanting to argue with her.

Just then, Song Qianqian walked into the classroom and asked knowingly, "What are you all talking about? Tingxiao, why are you standing up?"

She walked straight over to him and handed him a bottle of drink: "Didn't you say you were thirsty? I bought this for you while I was at it."

As she spoke, she grasped his shoulder and made him sit down.

The crowd cheered at the couple's intimate behavior.

"Sisi is still the gentlest. No matter what Tingxiao does, she never abandons him. Unlike some other people."

"Indeed, some people are too focused on personal gain and cannot share weal and woe. When they see someone in distress, they turn around and go to someone else, not realizing that they are picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon."

No one explicitly said they were referring to Luo Yusheng, but Song Qianqian pointed it out directly.

She pretended to be angry and accused everyone: "Don't talk about Sheng Sheng like that. She didn't expect Ting Xiao to be able to make so much money."

Turning her head, she asked gently, "Sheng Sheng, don't listen to their nonsense. If you like Ting Xiao, I will keep my distance from him."

She added meaningfully, "Besides, Tingxiao is rich now. Uncle Luo probably won't object to your relationship anymore."

When Luo Yusheng heard her imply that her father was a snob, a surge of anger welled up inside her.

What right does she have to talk about her father like that!

"You think I don't associate with him because he's poor, because all you care about is money?"

She watched as Song Qianqian's face turned pale instantly, and then smirked: "Never leave me? You're just incapable of meeting someone better, so you're clinging to this piece of trash."

"Then I'll grant your wish. But please take him and get lost, don't disgust me in front of him."

Song Qianqian was so angry that her body trembled. She wanted to retort, but when she caught a glimpse of Ji Tingxiao, who was just as angry as she was, she pretended to be sad.

“I know you blame me, but you can’t say that about Tingxiao.”

Ji Tingxiao was even angrier. He got up and left with Song Qianqian, leaving behind the words, "Ignore her, she's going crazy again!"

As Song Qianqian left, she gave Luo Yusheng a smug look.

Luo Yusheng ignored them; the classroom was quiet now that the two weren't there.

After school, she went to pick up her custom-made bag and did some shopping.

As she passed a shop, a familiar sound made her stop.

At a glance, you can see Song Qianqian sitting on a soft leather sofa in the store, stretching out her feet to indicate to the salesperson that she should change her shoes.

The salesperson helped her change the shoes, and Song Qianqian lifted her foot, showing the sole of the shoe to the salesperson's face, gesturing to Ji Tingxiao: "Do you think these shoes are pretty?"

Ji Tingxiao gave a perfunctory reply.

She was dissatisfied and asked the salesperson to exchange it for another pair. Even after the salesperson had laid out more than twenty pairs of shoes that she had tried on, she still didn't say she wanted to buy them.

She got up, put on her new shoes, and went to pick out clothes.

The salesperson quickly followed up: "Are you here to try on clothes? We have disposable slippers for you to change into."

Song Qianqian threw the selected outfit at the salesperson: "How will I know if it's comfortable if I don't try it on and walk around in it?"

She smiled kindly and said, "Take this and these other clothes to the changing room."

Luo Yusheng walked into the store: "I'll take everything she chose."

She took out her card and handed it to the salesperson: "Swipe card."

The salesperson happily took the card and said to Song Qianqian, "Miss, you also need to take off your shoes."

Song Qianqian was angered by Luo Yusheng's actions and raised her voice: "Shengsheng, I was here first!"

"If you haven't paid, the item isn't yours."

"Who says I won't buy it!"

Luo Yusheng drawled, "Go ahead and buy them! I thought you couldn't afford them and were just here to try them on for fun. Here, take them, buy them all."

Ji Tingxiao snatched the card from the saleswoman and threw it at her: "Do you think you can bully people just because you have money?"

She caught the falling black card: "I thought you didn't know, that's why you bullied the salesperson? You have no manners."

Upon hearing this, the two men's expressions turned even more unpleasant.

Ji Tingxiao glared at her, then hurriedly pulled Song Qianqian away.