A gentle breeze ruffled the stray hairs on Leng Yue's forehead. On the platform, the chemistry teacher was explaining a problem, writing reaction equations on the blackboard as he went. The sound was 'swish, swish, swish,' his enthusiasm palpable, chalk dust flying everywhere.

Listening from underground, Leng Yue sighed repeatedly. How many times had this happened? She was a high school student again. There was no escaping it!

Leng Yue rested her chin on her hand, looking out the window, twirling her pen incessantly, her mind drifting back to the day she was discharged from the hospital.

The discharge went smoothly that day; Leng Yue encountered no further complications. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as she left the hospital. She was truly afraid she would spend her entire mission in the hospital!

Afterwards, Leng Jian and his family accompanied Leng Yue to buy a mobile phone. Leng Jian initially tried to be polite and let Leng Yue choose for herself, but Leng Yue didn't stand on ceremony and went straight into a brand store to buy the latest model, spending several thousand yuan.

Leng Jian's face changed immediately, but he didn't say anything, since he had said he could pick her randomly. Wang Qing's smile was more like a grimace, and she kept secretly pinching Leng Jian, making his expression even uglier! As for Leng Xiaoyan, she couldn't hide her jealousy, looking at Leng Yue's face as if she wanted to scratch her a few times.

"Dad, the money Mom left should be enough to buy this phone, right?" Leng Yue was holding the phone in her hand when she saw the different expressions on the faces of the men, and she knew that they didn't want her to spend money on such an expensive phone.

But there was no way around it; Leng Yue wasn't spending their money. Although all the money was currently managed under Leng Jian's name, legally it still belonged to Leng Yue. Since all her expenses were left by her mother, what couldn't she use?

Leng Yue hadn't originally planned to buy such an expensive phone, but Leng Jian's previous attempt to fob her off with an old one had annoyed her. So she decided to buy the latest model; who doesn't know how to annoy someone?

After buying the phone, Leng Jian and his family could no longer maintain a harmonious relationship with Leng Yue. They stopped chatting and laughing with her, Leng Xiaoyan stopped calling her "sister," Wang Qing stopped calling her "Yueyue," and even Leng Jian chose to ignore her.

In short, Leng Yue was subjected to emotional abuse by the Leng family!

Leng Yue and Leng Xiaoyan are sharing a bedroom. Before, when Leng Xiaoyan wanted to use Leng Yue's desk and cabinet, she would playfully whine and act cute. Now, Leng Xiaoyan just places things wherever she wants, completely disregarding Leng Yue.

Leng Yue, of course, didn't tolerate it. If Leng Xiaoyan dared not ask her, she would throw her out without any hesitation! After Leng Xiaoyan gave a long, tearful complaint, Leng Jian sent Leng Yue to school.

Leng Yue couldn't help but silently mourn for herself; this was the first time she'd ever been kicked out of her home! Originally, Leng Yue had thought that staying anywhere would be more comfortable than being with that family. However, sitting back in her high school classroom, Leng Yue admitted she regretted it.

Being stuck in classes all day with no freedom, endlessly learning the same material, Leng Yue didn't feel any nostalgia, just mental exhaustion. She was only in her first year of high school, and she had to wait another three years for freedom; Leng Yue felt like she was going crazy!

There was really nothing to see outside the window, so Leng Yue withdrew her gaze and slumped limply onto the table.

"That girl sleeping on the table," the chemistry teacher looked over as Leng Yue lay down.

Leng Yue looked up at the chemistry teacher, who nodded. "Yes, I'm talking about you. You can answer the question from earlier."

Leng Yue looked at her deskmate, a tall, thin boy. Although they were deskmates, they hadn't really spoken since Leng Yue arrived.

When the boy saw Leng Yue looking over, he unexpectedly understood what she meant. He gently pointed to question 3 on page 28 of the workbook. Leng Yue blinked to indicate that she understood, and then whispered, "Thank you."

The boy nodded and then lowered his head to seriously read his book. Leng Yue glanced at the question and quickly came up with the answer. She then answered loudly, "The answer to this question should be..."

Leng Yue not only answered the question, but also explained it, "Because... therefore... here we used... this knowledge point is also good..."

The chemistry teacher, who started off serious, eventually smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

“Leng Yue,” Leng Yue replied.

"Hmm, Leng Yue, you're doing well. Sit down. Did you study too hard last night and that's why you're sleeping?" The chemistry teacher smiled like a Buddha. "You should take care of your health in the future. Okay, let's continue. Question 4..."

After Leng Yue sat down, the boy next to her quietly leaned closer, glanced at the chemistry teacher, and whispered to Leng Yue, "I thought you were a bronze-level player, but you're actually a king! Leng Yue, I'm from Wanjia Township, can we add each other on WeChat? We can exchange study methods sometime."

Leng Yue glanced at the boy named Wan Jiaxiang and said, "The teacher is looking at you. Do you want to be called on to answer a question too?"

Wan Jiaxiang hurriedly sat up straight, head down, staring at his workbook, as obedient as a quail. Leng Yue couldn't help but chuckle, finding the child quite amusing. She couldn't help but laugh, "Just kidding, I didn't even look at the teacher."

"You..." Wan Jiaxiang was about to say something when the chemistry teacher, who had actually seen it, called on Wan Jiaxiang, "Wan Jiaxiang, you tell us about question 6. What reaction formula is used here?"

Little did Wan Jiaxiang know, he hadn't been able to solve this problem in the first place. Looking at Leng Yue, who had opened her workbook, Wan Jiaxiang was about to say thank you when he almost cried. Leng Yue's workbook was completely blank—no answers!

Finally, Wan Jia made a tough decision: "Teacher, I don't know how to do it."

The chemistry teacher chuckled, "You...you're quite honest. Okay, sit down."

After class, Wan Jiaxiang couldn't help but ask Leng Yue, "You didn't stay up all night to study, did you?"

"You know?" Leng Yue rested her head on her arm and looked up at Wan Jiaxiang.

"If you really stayed up all night studying and didn't even do your homework?" Wan Jiaxiang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Do you have the answers or do you really know them all?"

"What do you think?" Leng Yue retorted. "Do you have an answer? Sister's intelligence is what you call clever!"

"You really don't have an answer?" Wan Jiaxiang was a little disappointed. "If you have an answer, don't keep it to yourself. I can treat you to dinner."

“Take a look for yourself,” Leng Yue tossed the workbook to Wan Jiaxiang. “Look, it’s the same as yours.”

"It's different, mine isn't as clean as yours." Wan Jiaxiang couldn't help but complain as he flipped through the pages.

Leng Yue nodded, "We didn't use this kind before. It's brand new, of course it's new."

Before Leng Yue transferred schools, she used a different kind of workbook. After arriving, she stayed in the hospital and hardly wrote anything on it.

"How about I test you? Let's see if you're really a top student?" Wan Jiaxiang was still determined to find out if Leng Yue had hidden the answers. So he came up with the idea of ​​having Leng Yue solve the problem on the spot.

Leng Yue refused outright, "No, go find someone else to play with. I'm not in the mood to play with you."

"It'll be quick, really not going to give it a try?" Wan Jiaxiang was unwilling to give up.

"No." Leng Yue turned her head away, refusing to look at Wan Jiaxiang.

"How about I treat you to dinner, at a restaurant?" Wan Jiaxiang tempted him with food. "How about some hot pot and skewers near the school, you can order whatever you want?"

Leng Yue slowly sat up, glanced at Wan Jiaxiang, and said, "Young man, you're dead!"