Xie Li was sold to a small mountain village as a child and was finally brought back to the wealthy Xie family after fifteen years.
A little country bumpkin flew into a wealthy family overnigh...
It was already embarrassing enough for Huo Yuntang to know that she was studying at Deyu.
She couldn't let Huo Yuntang know that she was actually hanging out with a tough girl like Sister Qian, or she would leave Huo Yuntang with the impression that she was a bad influence.
Huo Yuntang stared intently at the girl who was walking away with a lazy gait. The girl was very tall, but her movements were very casual and carefree.
In that instant, that figure overlapped with a figure deep in my heart.
He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, then restrained himself. "Xiangxiang, is that your friend? Why did you just let her leave like that?"
Wang Xiangxiang's smile was somewhat forced: "Ah, she might have to go home..."
Huo Yuntang: "Hmm? Really? Shouldn't you say hello?"
Seeing Huo Yuntang's faint smile and noble demeanor, Wang Xiangxiang was unwilling to call out to Sister Qian.
But Sister Qian overheard the conversation and, without any hesitation, turned around and casually waved, "Hi."
Huo Yuntang stared at Sister Qian's face, his brows gradually furrowing. Sister Qian was somewhat confused and subconsciously touched her face.
Wang Xiangxiang watched with bated breath, fearing that Sister Qian would say something outrageous.
Fortunately, Huo Yuntang simply smiled and nodded in greeting.
Afterwards, he calmly withdrew his gaze, his eyes returning to their usual cold and reserved demeanor, as if that glance had been entirely casual.
For some reason, Wang Xiangxiang always felt that his mood changed after seeing Sister Qian.
Wang Xiangxiang had a crush on Huo Yuntang for many years. Although the two did not have much interaction, she had always paid attention to Huo Yuntang's every move, so she could clearly see the emotions hidden under his seemingly gentle and calm appearance.
Feeling somewhat uneasy, I couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to the commotion over there.
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At the school gate.
Xie Li looked at Butler Zhang and suddenly asked, "Did Zhang Jingyang instruct you to do this?"
Butler Zhang paused, a sly glint in his eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
Xie Li felt that she was not in a good mood today. How could these people dare to come to her door so brazenly to cause trouble? Did she have an easy-going face?
Butler Zhang still wanted to deny it to the death. Anyway, he had already knelt down, and with so many eyes watching, the more Xie Li pressured him, the more it would confirm his bullying attitude.
Madam Zhang glanced at Xie Li in a daze. It was Steward Zhang who suggested that she come to see Xie Li today.
The house has been in chaos these days, and her husband has been giving her the cold shoulder. In a state of panic, Mrs. Zhang followed the housekeeper's advice and went to Xie Li, the culprit, to ask for leniency.
She didn't know where the Xu family of Zhenye Group was located, and the only place she could find was to block Xie Li at Linjiang No. 1 Middle School.
Even though Madam Zhang was slow to notice, she could sense that something was wrong with the housekeeper.
Xie Li ignored Butler Zhang, turned around, and suddenly grabbed the wrist of a man wearing a hoodie, pulling him out of the crowd.
The man screamed, shouting in a fierce but weak voice, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Do you want to hit someone?"
When Madam Zhang saw that face, she was taken aback. "Little Liu?"
Ignoring the hoodie man's scolding, Xie Li swiftly hooked the phone the man was trying to hide and grabbed it.
The hoodie was already on guard against Xie Li, but she didn't expect him to move so quickly.
Upon seeing his phone snatched away, he immediately shouted, "How dare you steal my phone? You're breaking the law, don't you know that?!"
The hoodie-wearing man, suddenly enraged and taking advantage of his being a man and taller, forcefully grabbed Xie Li's wrist, attempting to forcibly snatch the phone away.
He simply couldn't believe that a frail seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl could actually compete with an adult man in terms of physical strength.