The next day, when Xie Zian came downstairs, Xie Li glanced at him sideways.

As the siblings were leaving for school, Xie Li suddenly said, "Don't push yourself too hard in your studies; remember to balance work and rest."

Xie Zian nodded. "I know."

As the weather gradually warmed up, there were monthly joint exams for senior high school students, and Xie Li's grades consistently ranked first.

The score of 750 points felt like a lie, always without any surprises, leaving one both amazed and unable to help but fall into self-doubt.

Xie Zian was used to being unruly, but this was the first time in his life that he had felt such immense pressure, which is why he had recently started to work harder on his studies.

He did need to find something to do to vent his emotions.

Ding Huizhu and Xie Sidu were in a cold war, which even reached the point of considering divorce. This event had a huge impact on him.

What he found even more unacceptable was that Xie Sidu directly told him about Xie Ziyuan's possible malicious intentions.

The car arrived at the school gate, and Xie Li and Xie Zi'an had just gotten out.

Suddenly a figure rushed over, but Xie Li reacted quickly, grabbing Xie Zi'an by the back of his collar and dodging.

The person, having missed their target, simply sat down on the ground and wailed, "Xie Li, I'm your mother! How could you be so heartless as to disown me as your mother!"

She was a thin, middle-aged woman with a haggard, aged face, dressed in cheap street vendor clothes, and even her shoes were worn out.

She is a typical image of a poor, working-class woman.

The commotion quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Xie Li and her brother were both dressed in high-end designer clothes, clearly living a comfortable life, which contrasted sharply with the poor middle-aged woman on the ground.

Xie Zian frowned, then quickly realized what was happening. "This... ma'am, are you alright? Please get up."

The other party was older and clearly an elder. Even though his behavior just now was rash, Xie Zian's upbringing, which was ingrained in his bones, did not allow him to be rude to an older woman.

Moreover, she was too thin, her figure was hunched over like a little old lady, and she looked weak and pitiful.

As Xie Zian spoke, he reached out to help the person up.

Xie Li suddenly pulled him away, his eyes filled with wariness and coldness as he looked at the middle-aged woman: "What trick are you trying to pull now?"

Xie Zian was a little confused, and after a moment of stunned silence, he quickly came to his senses.

Could this middle-aged woman be Xie Li's former foster mother from the countryside? It's said that the husband in that household was abusive, and the wife was weak and incompetent. He lowered his head, observing the middle-aged woman discreetly.

The middle-aged woman's expression immediately turned somewhat embarrassed. "Lili, you're overthinking it. I didn't play any tricks. I just wanted to..."

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the luxury car behind Xie Li, her eyes practically popping out of her head. She had just seen Xie Li get out of that car, which was said to be worth tens of millions.

Tens of millions! In a small place like Meicheng, that could buy ten houses, rent them out, and you could do nothing but collect rent every month!

Wang Cuihua couldn't control her expression; a hint of envy unconsciously crept into her eyes. If only... if only she could have that car...

Xie Li always listened to her, so perhaps she would give it to him if he asked? After all, in the Shen family, she was the only one who was good to Xie Li.

"Young Miss!" The car door suddenly opened. It was the driver, Lao Wang, who couldn't help himself. He felt that this middle-aged woman was strange. Could she be some kind of gangster trying to extort money from his young master?

"Excuse me, ma'am, who are you? Why are you bothering our Xie family's young lady?"