Yao Yao asked 001 to hack into Guo Jingjing's phone, since there were many secrets hidden in phones during student days.

001 naturally went to check, and what he saw revealed something extraordinary.

Guo Jingjing had an abortion last semester, near the end of the term.

Moreover, driven by vanity and envy of Wang Qiao's designer brands and beautiful clothes, she sold her nude photos online. She also took out a "naked loan" (a form of online fraud involving taking out loans without consent), but fearing discovery, she repaid the loans in time to avoid being exposed.

This is high school now, not nine years of compulsory education. If this matter is exposed, not only will the school not treat her well, but it will also be an indelible stain on her record.

Moreover, she would find it difficult to stay at school any longer, as the strange looks from her classmates would make her life unbearable.

Guo Jingjing said with difficulty, "Okay, I promise you."

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Yao Yao tossed her a pair of baggy old school pants.

These pants were left on the podium; I spotted them at a glance and handed them to Guo Jingjing.

Guo Jingjing changed into her school uniform pants with a grim expression.

The skirt was still stuck to the stool, but Guo Jingjing didn't dare leave it in the classroom. With a heavy heart, she painstakingly pried it off bit by bit with scissors and a craft knife.

She spent a fortune on this dress back then, but she never expected it to end up like this.

When Guo Jingjing finally managed to resolve these issues and came out, the grove where she had originally met Wang Qiao and the others was already deserted.

Guo Jingjing has no time to think about anything else right now, as she recalls Xu Qing's words.

When she was doing those things, not a single acquaintance knew about them. How did she know all of this?

Moreover... how could she not know about Wang Qiao's insidious methods after being by her side for so long?

But... if she doesn't listen, and Xu Qing really hands over those things, she'll destroy them too.

Look at the unwavering light in his eyes.

The next day, Yao Yao thanked Uncle Chen and got out of the car, only to see Guo Jingjing standing to the side.

Guo Jingjing met Yao Yao's eyes, flinched for a moment, and then jogged over, saying, "Um... what you said yesterday about helping you expose Wang Qiao's affairs, I can do that."

"Hmm," Yao Yao replied indifferently.

Guo Jingjing was wondering how Xu Qing would deal with Wang Qiao, after all, Wang Qiao's family was one of the leading families in C City.

But when she saw the car that picked up Xu Qing, she had no doubts. With her long-honed eye, she knew that although the car was low-key, it was extremely expensive to make.

People who own this kind of car must be from very wealthy or powerful families.

It seems that her claim yesterday that she had the ability to bring down Wang Qiao was not just empty talk.

It's morning self-study time now, and most of the students have arrived.

The first class today was math, and the math teacher walked into the classroom with a beaming smile.

"I've already graded yesterday's weekly test papers. This time, the difficulty was increased, with some questions from senior high school competitions. But, I didn't expect that someone would actually get a perfect score!"

A commotion erupted below.

"I knew this test was so hard! Turns out there were competition questions! But who's so amazing to get a perfect score?"

"It must be Ji Weiran. Isn't he always number one on the list?"

"Hey, Wei Ran, Wei Ran, do you think it's you?"

Ji Weiran adjusted his glasses and calmly said, "It wasn't me. I didn't get a perfect score because I didn't solve the last big question."

Upon hearing Ji Weiran's words, she exclaimed, "This... how is this possible? If you didn't get a perfect score, then who did?"

Countless eyes were fixed on the math teacher, hoping to get the answer.

Even the receding hairline of a middle-aged math teacher couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth.

"Actually, this classmate was also unexpected; she is—"