Chapter 5: What's the point?
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“Mom, why did you transfer Song Zhi to the gentle class? Isn't that just asking to be teased?”
Song Zhi heard Song Huizhou's dissatisfied voice as soon as she stepped into the dining room.
She strode over, slammed her school bag onto the table, and milk splashed onto Song Huizhou's face.
He opened his mouth wide, unable to believe it, and reached out to wipe the milk off his face, but the next moment his fist was about to land on Song Zhi's face.
"Song Huizhou!”
A stern voice stopped his fist in mid-air.
“Big brother, you saw it too, she provoked me first!” Song Huizhou glared angrily at Song Zhi and said in a frustrated tone.
Song Jin walked quickly over and looked at the schoolbag on the table, frowning.
Song Huizhou knew that this was a sign that his big brother was about to get angry, so he immediately changed his expression and shook his head complacently, “Song Zhi, you've messed with your big brother, you'll see what happens.”
He waited for a long time.
Then he heard Song Zhen's voice, lowered, saying, “Don't get angry with the school bag, next time just splash it in his face.”
Song Huizhou: “?”
He almost couldn't hold back from reaching out and placing his hand on his brother's forehead.
What's wrong with his brother?
“Brother? Are you still my brother?” Song Huizhou was dumbfounded.
Song Zhen glanced at him coldly, “What do you think?”
Song Huizhou shuddered.
He was sure of it, he was!
But why was he defending Song Zhi?
“Did you put my brother under a spell? You're just a country bumpkin, and you have a lot of despicable tricks up your sleeve.” Song Huizhou was so angry that he sat down on the chair with his butt, turned his face away, and was afraid that Song Zhi would dirty his eyes.
Song Zhi remained silent, but casually picked up the milk on the table and splashed it on Song Huizhou's body in a cool manner.
"Yes, I have a lot of despicable tricks. Do you want to experience them all?”
Song Huizhou couldn't help but roar, “Song Zhi! Are you f*****g stupid?”
“Pop!”
As soon as the words fell, Song Huizhou felt a sweet and sour taste in his mouth.
He covered his face, which was burning with pain, and his eyes instantly reddened.
“Big brother, you actually hit me for Song Zhi.”
After all, he was still just an 18-year-old kid, and Song Huizhou's voice trembled a little.
Song Jinzhen was unmoved. “Next time you speak so recklessly, I'll cancel your card and you'll be out of the Song family.”
Song Huizhou gritted his teeth, not daring to retort, but directing all his anger at Song Zhi.
It's all her fault!
If she can't be touched in the Song family, she can't be touched outside, too?
Song Zhi.
Just you wait.
I'll make you pay!
Song Zhi could see the hatred in his eyes, and she could never thank Song Jin for standing up for her.
It was just a case of dogs fighting.
Song Zhi grabbed her school bag off the table, put it over her shoulder, and walked out of the villa with style.
It wasn't until Song Zhi's voice and shadow had disappeared that Mrs. Song spoke, thinking to herself, “Ah Jin, you really are something. Was it really necessary to use such a heavy hand just to gain her trust?”
“Hui-zhou, don't resent your brother, he did all this for your own good.“
”When Song Zhi gets the shares back, I'll give them to you.”
Song Huizhou's anger dissipated a lot, but the feud was considered settled.
Beifeng High School.
Song Zhi was the only one not wearing a school uniform, and when she walked through the school gate, she attracted a lot of attention.
“Who is she? She's quite good-looking. Is she a transfer student?”
“Are you 2g.com? She is Song Qingqing's sister, the child adopted by the Song family, who just transferred to Beifeng.”
"That's climbing a high branch, no wonder she's so arrogant.”
In her previous life, when Song Zhi was being criticized, she chose to endure it, and these people only intensified their bullying, cruelly bullying her at school.
She had died once already, so how could she let these high school students get the better of her?
Song Zhi walked towards the women who had spoken, holding up her phone: “Dare you repeat what you just said? I'll call the police later, and this is all evidence of your slander.”
Beifeng is an aristocratic school, and it is common for students to bring mobile phones.
The women were so scared that their faces turned white, and they shoved their way out of the way, still talking as they walked, “We just said a few words to her, why be so serious? Really petty.”
Song Zhi put away her phone, looked at their backs, and raised an eyebrow.
Rubbish.
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