"Yuyu, no matter which university you choose to go to, you can rest assured that your aunt will stay by my side and take care of me without any trouble." Ziyi winked playfully, "And if your sister wants to transfer to Jincheng to study, I can also help her. My dad didn't work in Jincheng for so many years in vain."

Qin Yuhuan: ...

"You give me the illusion that my uncle has been involved in gangs for so many years."

Ziyi was amused by Qin Yuhuan's description, "It's not that exaggerated, but don't worry about it, I can handle it."

Even though Ziyi was young at that time, her words always carried a convincing force. She said she could do it, and Qin Yuhuan believed her.

Qin Yuhuan was happy about this planned "new job" for only a short time before her happiness was shattered by another quarrel and fight between her parents.

She mentioned the trip to Jincheng to Shi Lilan, but Shi Lilan shook her head even if she wanted to bring Shi Nianzhi along.

"Yu Huan, I can't live with you in the future. You've grown up, go wherever you want. The same goes for Nianzhi. I want to stay in Licheng with Qin Yusu. If I stay with you or Nianzhi, our family will be laughed at."

Qin Yuhuan: ...

With a heavy heart, Qin Yuhuan packed his schoolbag and went downstairs to look for Ziyi after school that day. However, he ran into a lot of people at the door of Class 10 who were cheering, "Promise him, promise him."

In the middle of the crowd, Ziyi was leaning against the wall, her posture as relaxed as ever. The boy opposite her was a whole head taller than her.

Qin Yuhuan recognized this boy. He was a famous "school hunk" in the school. He was a sports student, with a fair and handsome appearance and tall stature. It was said that his family owned a company and his family background was particularly good. He was the "Prince Charming" in the hearts of many girls.

Qin Yuhuan felt as if his breath was stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down, and he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

It turns out that there are things in the world that are more sad than parents quarreling.

When she stretched out her hand, her breathing stopped, and it seemed as if countless little people in her heart were struggling and shouting: Don't accept it, don't agree to him.

There were so many people cheering and saying "promise him", but only Qin Yuhuan kept saying silently: Don't agree, don't.

Ziyi pushed the bouquet away with a distant smile on her face. "No, and don't do it again, or I'll report you to the teacher."

Not even a thank you.

She turned around, picked up her schoolbag, and shouted, "Let's go, squeak."

Seeing that Ziyi had no lingering feelings, whether it was the bouquet of flowers he had painstakingly selected or the meticulously dressed him, Cong Hao couldn't help but yell at Ziyi's back, "Why? Am I not good enough?"

Ziyi stopped walking, turned around, and said with a half-smile: "Do you think you're a good person? You're making such a big fuss, trying to morally blackmail me? Or are you just being self-indulgent? Do you need me to kneel down and kowtow to you twice to thank you for your grace? Is being a second-level athlete something that difficult? I have it too, and I don't see me talking about it all the time. If you're thinking about this, you might as well focus on studying, so that even if you get extra points, you won't still not be able to get into a good school."

Cong Hao looked unhappy.

Ziyi was well-known for his bad temper and his refusal to give face to anyone. He thought he would be the exception, but he was not.

The crowd automatically avoided Ziyi. Some classmates who had a good time with her secretly gave Ziyi a thumbs up. From a distance, Ziyi saw Qin Yuhuan holding his schoolbag tightly.

She walked over quickly and tapped Qin Yuhuan on the forehead, her tone softening unconsciously, "Why don't you come to see me?"

Qin Yuhuan said sourly: "I'm afraid of ruining your plans."

"I don't have any good news," Ziyi laughed, "but now there is good news. Yuyu got out of school so early today, and it seems that she wants to ask me to go home with her. It's great."

Qin Yuhuan: ...