Zhao Lingrou went home first, cried for a while, and then followed Zhao Jian, who looked worried, to school.

As soon as the father and daughter approached the school office building, they felt something was wrong. There were too many students here. Some of them recognized Zhao Lingrou and kept whispering, saying that she had found someone to take the exam for her.

Zhao Lingrou's eyes went dark and she gritted her teeth in her heart. She didn't expect that this little bitch Zhao Lingxin would act so quickly!

Zhao Jian no longer cared about his daughter. He felt the money in his pocket and could only hope that Principal Ma would show mercy.

In the principal's office, Chen Liang had already roughly understood the situation and was borrowing a table to organize the press releases. Zhao Lingxin was feeling uneasy. The matter seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and he didn't know how to punish himself then.

The higher Zhao Jian climbed, the more his heart sank. How could he possibly handle this with Principal Ma in private with so many troublesome students? He glanced at his daughter resentfully. He had been so busy with factory matters lately, and Zhao Lingrou was such a source of worry!

Her usually gentle father showed such a stern expression for the first time. Zhao Lingrou felt uneasy. The gazes of her classmates were like needles, pricking her whole body.

Damn Zhao Lingxin! She must not be spared! Zhao Lingrou habitually covered her chest, where she began to ache slightly.

"Pfft, is she pretending to be sick again?" Although the onlookers' voices were very low, they attracted special attention in the quiet corridor.

"Hush, keep your voice down, or they'll start to blame you. She's the director's daughter, and we, a small family, can't afford to offend her."

"That's right. He's so cruel to his own niece. If you make his daughter unhappy, just wait for your punishment."

Zhao Jian's face changed drastically. What was all this talk? How much had that damned girl Zhao Lingxin said in front of everyone? And Zhao Lingrou was even more shameless. These sarcastic conversations made her feel so ashamed and embarrassed that she wished she were dead.

When he arrived at the office, none of the words Zhao Jian had prepared along the way came in handy. He saw a reporter from the Capital Newspaper, with a conspicuous work ID hanging around his neck, talking seriously with Zhao Lingxin.

Bullying, coaxing, working, threatening... Zhao Lingxin told all the things that Zhao Jian's family did after his father's death. As a factory director, he ignored his status and ruthlessly suppressed the wife and children left behind by his twin brother. What a great impact will this have on him if it is written in the newspaper!

"Zhao Lingxin! You..." Zhao Jian's blood boiled, "You ungrateful bastard! For so many years, I've taken care of you three in vain!"

"Xinxin, even if you've disliked me and been jealous of me since childhood, you can't maliciously slander me!" Zhao Lingrou cried, "Can I apologize to you? I can give you anything you like, but I only ask you to tell everyone the truth."

Zhao Lingxin snorted coldly and turned his head away, determined not to waste time talking to these people.

"Director Zhao, our school doesn't care about your family affairs," Principal Ma said, holding up the evidence of cheating in front of Zhao Jian. "What you need to explain now is how you bribed Zhao Lingxin to take the college entrance exam for Zhao Lingrou. Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhao Jian finished reading the testimony, his face darkening. The secretary's son actually came forward to testify. "Principal Ma, this must be revenge. You don't understand our family situation. Ever since my brother died, I, as the eldest brother, have always taken good care of the three of them. Everything Rourou had, Xinxin has too. I love my niece so much, how could I do such a thing! Our Rourou got into university based on her own merit. There was no such thing as cheating."

Principal Ma threw a few more papers into Zhao Jian's arms. "Look at this essay your daughter wrote. Not only does it not express the meaning clearly, but it's also riddled with typos! It's barely even that good of an elementary school student. Our Capital University students are all the best from all over the country. There's really no one else like Zhao Lingrou."

As the factory director, Zhao Jian has a certain level of education. After reading his daughter's article, he couldn't help blushing. What does "China's ancient culture is like a river, which is big and long" mean? Does it mean that it has a long history?

"Principal Ma, Rourou is always in the hospital due to illness, so it's inevitable that she neglected her studies. You can't judge that she found someone to take the exam for her just because of this, right?" Zhao Jian was not giving up. This matter could not be confirmed. If it was confirmed, their family would be finished.

Zhao Lingxin watched Zhao Lingrou's face turn pale and blue, and found it amusing. His cousin had never liked studying since she was a child, but she loved to hold books and pretend to be serious. Now she knows how embarrassing it is. "Principal Ma, I still remember last year's Chinese topic, 'Road'. I can even recite the article I wrote then. You can make up any questions for us. If Zhao Lingrou has neglected her studies this year, then I suggest that we take out last year's college entrance examination paper and do it again. How about it?"

Zhao Lingrou was completely panicked, "No...I...I...I..."

When the two of them clashed, the difference between them was immediately apparent. There was no need to compare. Everyone could tell at a glance who was guilty and who was honest. If Zhao Lingrou had taken the exam herself, how could she not remember the content of the composition at all?

Zhao Jian knew that the situation was hopeless. He had no way of bribing Principal Ma in front of so many people. He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Chen Liang recorded everything and put the notebook away. "Director Zhao, I will investigate the truth of this matter thoroughly and report it to the relevant departments for verification. When the truth is revealed, it will be published in the daily newspaper of our Capital Newspaper. If you have any objections, you can raise them with us through legal channels."

Zhao Jian lowered his head dejectedly. Zhao Lingrou tugged at her father's sleeve, her voice trembling: "Dad, how should we..."

Before the word "do" even came out of his mouth, Zhao Jian couldn't control himself anymore and slapped Zhao Lingrou in the face. "Useless thing! What else can you do besides bringing shame upon yourself? Get the hell out of here!"

Why didn’t I think my daughter was such a waste before?

Zhao Lingrou couldn't believe it. She covered her face with her hands and forgot to cry. Her father had never touched her before, but today he slapped her in the face in public. This was even more painful than killing her.

Zhao Lingrou felt a sharp pain in her heart and could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"Rou Rou!" Zhao Jian finally realized what he had done and quickly picked up his daughter. "Quick! Get out of the way! I need to take her to the hospital!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Zhao Jian carried Zhao Lingrou away quickly. Everyone could see that Zhao Lingrou was not pretending this time and must have really fainted.

Principal Ma comforted everyone and left. Finally, he patted Zhao Lingxin on the shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to worry too much and that if she reported it proactively, there would not be any severe punishment.