Chapter 13 The Young Lady in the Wheelchair 13: Let's Go Home Together.

Cheng Zhishu usually has a very good memory, but for some reason today, she stared at the message several times before she finally managed to memorize the license plate number.

A hand stealthily touched Cheng Zhishu's forehead, but Cheng Zhishu, snapping out of her daze, grabbed it and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shangguan Yin said matter-of-factly, "I was about to ask you what's wrong. Your face is so red. Do you have a fever?"

Cheng Zhishu threw her wrist away, shoved the books on the table haphazardly, and zipped up her jacket: "I don't have a fever, someone's coming to pick me up."

Shangguan Yin: "?"

If someone's picking you up, that's fine. You don't need to look so happy.

The teaching building was still some distance from the school gate, and going there in the rain would only result in getting soaked to the bone. In the end, it was still Guan Yin who had to step in and take the person to the school gate.

Shangguan Yin was shorter than Cheng Zhishu, so she let Cheng Zhishu hold the umbrella. She squinted and asked, "Where's the car that was supposed to pick you up? I can't see it."

Cheng Zhishu has good eyesight and spotted the black car parked on the roadside not far away at a glance. She pointed and said, "There it is."

Shangguan Yin's wandering gaze instantly fixed on the direction Cheng Zhishu was pointing, and she uttered a short and forceful "I'm going!"

I already knew that Cheng Zhishu was still living in the Xi family. People in Yuncheng said that there was no point in raising a child born out of wedlock, especially since he wasn't even their biological child. Wasn't this just doing charity?

Moreover, this charity is not widely known, it can't be on TV, let alone in the news, so it doesn't please anyone.

However, Shangguan Yin did not expect that the Xi family would do so much for charity. They would even drive luxury cars worth tens of millions of yuan to pick people up on rainy days. What's the difference between them and their own children?

In fact, Shangguan Yin didn't know that this was very different from having a biological child. At least Xi Wenyong's son didn't receive this treatment, nor did his father.

The sleek black car was parked on the side of the road, its luxurious and elegant appearance instantly overshadowing the surrounding cars, which all stopped at a certain distance from it.

If I can't compete and can't afford to pay the compensation, I can at least avoid it, right?

This created a vacuum around the black car, allowing Cheng Zhishu to quickly identify it.

Cheng Zhishu only recognized the license plate: "Let's go over there. I'll give you the umbrella back after I get in the car."

She didn't know anything about luxury cars; she had become numb to them during her time at the Xi residence, and felt that they were all irrelevant to her, just fleeting moments.

"Okay." Shangguan Yin followed Cheng Zhishu like a lost soul.

To be honest, there are differences between the children of the wealthy. Her family can afford to buy this car, but it's unnecessary and impossible for them to use it as a means of transportation for picking up and dropping off students, like the Xi family does.

The two carefully walked around the puddle in front of the school gate and headed towards the car. However, Cheng Zhishu was bumped on the shoulder and lost her balance, bumping into Shangguan Yin.

Shangguan Yin frowned at the culprit, recognizing him as a student from the next class, and said unhappily, "The road is so wide, don't you have eyes to see?"

The other person rolled their eyes and continued walking out.

Shangguan Yin, being a spoiled young lady, scoffed and opened her mouth to curse, but then saw several people sitting or standing in the convenience store the girl was heading towards.

The group didn't rush to leave school after class; they talked to the person in the middle.

The one surrounded in the middle is Wen Yan, the real heiress in the "real and fake heiress" story. The other party is also looking in this direction.

Cheng Zhishu clearly saw the other person as well. Her young face was obscured by the rain, but the memory of their first meeting resurfaced in her mind.

Cheng Zhishu picked up the discarded file folder, her hands trembling, and followed it downstairs in a daze. Then she saw a girl being led by a woman in a black suit, her expression dazed and innocent.

Wearing a familiar school uniform, she had round eyes almost identical to Wang Ya's, and a slightly upturned mouth that looked cheerful and lively.

The most obvious difference is her nose, which is the same small hump nose as Xi Wenyong's. It is completely different from Cheng Zhishu, whose facial features are not similar to Xi Wenyong and Wang Ya at all.

Feeling a void in her heart, Cheng Zhishu turned to look at the decorative mirror beside her. The mirror reflected her distinct features. Her eyes, which were hidden by her bangs, were narrow at the inside and wide at the outside, with upturned corners and deep, clear double eyelids. No matter how hard she tried, she could not find any resemblance to her.

As soon as they stood together, they knew who was family. At that moment, Cheng Zhishu suddenly understood why her adoptive parents were so determined to regain custody of her.

For Wang Ya, Wen Yan standing before her was a living example proving her "innocence".

For Xi Wenyong, being an outstanding student at No. 1 Middle School made him feel particularly proud, and he was eager to shed his mediocrity and his past of breaking promises, just like shedding his skin.

Then she glanced away indifferently, her eyes revealing no emotion: "The rain is getting heavier, let's go."

Shangguan Yin looked at those people as if they were crazy, and muttered under her breath, "What's wrong with them? They almost made me step in dirty water."

Just as the two were about to leave, several voices, raised in volume, came from a convenience store not far away.

"You don't understand, that's what shamelessness is all about."

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but if it were me, I wouldn't have the face to stay here. I'd rather drop out of school."

"What if you are you and she is her?"

The murmurs grew louder, and some students passing by looked over in this direction, their eyes filled with venom.

Wen Yan felt something was wrong. She whispered something, looking troubled. She tried to leave when she couldn't get through to someone, but another person pressed her down to sit.

The voice grew even louder: "Wen Yan, don't be so good-natured. A pushover will only get bullied."

"That's right, those are clearly your parents. You are the real Xi family's daughter. How dare she usurp her place?"

"They might be thieves, stealing their parents, stealing their identity, stealing everything."

"The homeroom teacher next door even said she could outperform you in the exam. What a joke! She didn't go to any good school before. My friend said it was terrible and its prestige was not the same as our No. 1 High School."

"Wen Yan has been number one since the beginning of the school year, okay? Her homeroom teacher is crazy to think she can surpass our class. She's just bragging."

"So funny, hahaha..."

The laughter stopped abruptly. The driver's side door of the black car parked by the roadside opened, and a black umbrella was unfurled in the rain. She walked around the front of the car to the back seat, and the window rolled down, revealing the figure inside.

The person had exquisite and beautiful features, with long hair braided to one side. Their deep black eyes looked out, and the world instantly fell silent.

The rain pattered softly.

The driver, dressed in a well-tailored suit, bowed and listened to what the other person said before walking towards Cheng Zhishu with his umbrella in hand.

Xi Congshuang asked from inside the car, "Why are you standing there? Get in the car and go home for dinner."

At the same time, the driver stopped in front of the two people, and the large umbrella could easily cover them.

The driver made room for her: "Miss Cheng, Miss Cheng asked me to pick you up."

"..." Cheng Zhishu didn't look at the driver holding the umbrella; instead, her gaze passed over him and fell on the person sitting inside the car.

Actually, she wasn't indifferent to what others said; it was just that caring wouldn't change anything.

Perhaps she also felt in her heart that those people were right; she was just a cuckoo occupying someone else's nest, and even her existence was wrong.

But she was unwilling to completely let go now, to retreat like a rat crossing the street.

"My goodness, what a spectacle..." Shangguan Yin didn't have time to care about her classmate's melancholy. She was only thinking that the Xi family was so saintly that they treated their adopted daughter the same as a legitimate heiress. She herself only drove her Rolls-Royce to business meetings and banquets to make a good impression, focusing on making the most of everything and being frugal.

The term "Holy Mother" is used in a positive sense, signifying boundless love and impartiality towards all. Does this mean the Xi family's motto is that all children, whether biological or not, are considered Xi family children?

Xi Congshuang waved to her: "Come on, let's go home."