After rambling on for a long time, the class bell rang.

Xie Wan'er smiled apologetically, "Sister, I'm sorry, class has to start. Let's talk about it when we get home."

Xie Qingqing lowered her head and didn't say anything, because the other party hadn't given her any help and had wasted a lot of her time.

But to Xie Wan'er's followers, her rude behavior was nothing short of ungrateful. Wan'er had such a good temper; if she didn't say thank you, she could at least have responded.

"Hey! Don't you have any manners? Wan'er has talked to you for so long, her tongue is dry, and you didn't even say thank you?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Wan'er shook her head at her, gave a wry smile, and said, "Never mind, she is my sister after all. That's just her personality. I... sigh, the teacher will be here soon. Let's go back to our seats."

"Wan'er, you're too nice. Are you sure she's your sister? She's so unsophisticated and rude. Could she be adopted? I've heard that some families sponsor poor people and then raise them at home. When they grow up, they'll try to take the inheritance from you!"

"Don't say that. My sister isn't like that. I believe her!"

"What do you believe in her? My mother said that people from the countryside are the least trustworthy. They are the best at playing the victim and they don't care about hygiene. Wan'er, you'd better stay away from her. I think she definitely has bad intentions."

"You! Stop talking, or I'm not playing with you anymore!"

Xie Wan'er truly put on the act of a loving younger sister who cares for her older sister, but through others' words, she portrayed Xie Qingqing as a sponsored student living in the Xie family and someone with a bad nature. Those who heard this would surely have some reservations.

Seeing that she was angry, the little follower sighed, "You're just too kind."

"Hehe, the teacher is here, I'm not talking anymore."

Sitting in her seat, Xie Qingqing, the victim of the rumors, felt wave after wave of helplessness. She wanted to explain, but lacked the courage. Ultimately, she couldn't be sure if anyone believed her; perhaps she had already sensed that even if she explained, no one would believe her.

Sometimes, a child's evil is the purest kind of evil, without any other intentions. It's just that they dislike you for no reason and want to put you in a position that everyone hates.

Zhang Yan observed her from the side, noticing her head bowed, offering no explanation, her expression somewhat vacant. There was no sympathy, no mockery, just a sense of absurdity. But they weren't exactly good friends; if the other wouldn't stand up for her, there was no need for Zhang Yan to meddle.

"stand up!"

Hello, teacher!

"Hello, students! Please sit down. Now let's turn to the last lesson in our textbooks. Now I will..."

The teacher arrived, and she spoke very gently, guiding the students to absorb the knowledge.

Xie Qingqing took a deep breath, stopped thinking about what had just happened, looked up at the blackboard, and tried her best to digest the knowledge points the teacher had taught.

Looking at the scene on the monitor, Xie Jingyue picked up her coffee and took a sip. She felt a lump in her throat and a bit upset. Xie Qingqing's behavior was actually quite normal. Any student who transferred from the countryside to the city would be treated the same way, and might not be able to integrate in the future.

But weakness is no excuse. If she doesn't fight back, all she'll get is more bullying. She waits, waiting for the phone to ring.

"Mr. Xie, Mr. Ye is already waiting for you in the conference room."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

The collaboration between the two companies is progressing well, and their CEOs have gradually become acquainted. They frequently treat each other to meals or golf outings, and this has become common knowledge within the industry.

The two young people often hang out together, which has led to a lot of rumors spreading in the circle.

Ye Jun is indeed a very gentlemanly person. He makes people feel comfortable in his interactions with others, is considerate of their feelings, and knows how to conduct himself appropriately. However, he is not perfect. Sometimes he might make a small mistake or forget something, requiring his assistant to run errands for him. These are minor matters and don't cause any major problems.

It's not perfect, and that's what makes it reassuring.

If the other person is too perfect, it can feel like a trap set for you.

"Mr. Xie, is this too much of a bother?" Ye Jun sat in his office chair, looking at him from afar with a faint smile on his lips.

Xie Jingyue waved her hand, "I also need to make that trip. I need to follow up on this project I'm working on. I'm going to pick up my mom from school soon, so I guess I'll leave the rest to my assistant."

The elderly woman was tired from her trip and wanted to go home to see what her granddaughter looked like. So she booked a high-speed rail ticket for a few days later so she could pick her up.

Why not take a plane ticket? Because the old lady is afraid of heights, and at her age, she doesn't want to go through too much trouble.

Ye Jun expressed his understanding, saying, "It's a good opportunity to pay a visit. My mother respects Grandma Xie very much, and as a junior, I should go and visit her."

"Come if you want. My mom just hates it when the house is quiet, so it's okay if she bothers you a lot."

However, this raises a rather awkward issue.

Xie Jingyue and Ye Jun are indeed the same age, but they are from different generations. If you really want to calculate their generations carefully, she should actually call him her nephew.

I just don't know what they should call me then?

Xie Jingyue glanced at her watch, raised an eyebrow, and said, "It's getting late, shall we go eat together?"

"I couldn't possibly refuse Mr. Xie's kind invitation. I just happened to drive here. You point me to a place and I'll navigate there."

"OK."

...

"Sister, why are your grades so bad? Mom and Dad dislike kids with bad grades the most. Don't blame me, it's your own fault for not trying hard enough."

On the way home, Xie Wan'er sat in the car, looking at Xie Qingqing sitting opposite her, and started to mock her.

"But being slow-witted is innate. If you get third from the bottom, how can you expect to be liked by everyone? Maybe this is your fate. It's better to accept reality as soon as possible."

Xie Qingqing blushed. Thinking about the test papers handed out today, and how her score ranked third from the bottom, the feeling of inferiority made her throat dry.

"You...you said you could teach me how to study?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Wan'er couldn't help but roll her eyes. This was just something she said to fool her classmates; how could she take it seriously?

However, she rolled her eyes and had another idea.

"Sure, I'll teach you when we get back. You'd better study hard!"

The driver in front was deeply moved; Miss Wan'er was indeed kind-hearted!