Jiang Zhiyu felt that the doctor was trying to be cute, but she didn't dare to say anything. She just stared at him as he talked to Jiang's father.

After hearing what the doctor said, Jiang's father felt relieved and no longer thought that his daughter had split personality.

Perhaps I was too nervous, so I mistakenly thought that my daughter had schizophrenia, but in fact there was nothing wrong with her.

Then he looked at his well-behaved daughter, blinking her big sparkling eyes and looking at him. Her pitiful expression was full of loveliness.

How could my daughter get this disease?

Finally getting out of here, Jiang Zhiyu got in his father's car and leaned his head against the glass window unhappily, enjoying the evening breeze and watching the noisy city slowly passing by.

Not only would she, or the original owner, be very unhappy to know that her father had sent her to a mental hospital, but she was also deceived into it by such a deceptive method.

What if she didn't behave well and was arrested? What kind of scene would be happening now?

"Oh, so this is the important thing Dad was talking about. If you think I have any mental illness that requires my cooperation, you can just tell me directly. There's no need to lie to me about it being something important. This is really a bit too much."

When Mr. Jiang saw the ugly face of his daughter sitting in the back seat in the rearview mirror, he began to feel deeply guilty. He knew that he shouldn't treat his precious daughter like this.

"Dad was wrong. Please forgive me. I will consult with you before doing anything in the future and will never act on my own again."

"But have you ever thought about this, if what I said is true, if I am really diagnosed with a disease, would you throw me into a mental hospital or take me back to your school? How would you deal with me? Or if I am not schizophrenic, there are two people living in my body?"

Jiang Zhiyu tried to tell Jiang's father the truth. In this way, she tentatively told him the whole truth. It was up to him whether he believed it or not.

"Dad really knows he is wrong, so please stop talking nonsense, daughter."

Jiang Zhiyu said after a long while, "Send me to the cram school."

Mr. Jiang has always been very good to his daughter. He doesn't know why he suddenly went crazy and wanted to send his daughter to a mental hospital. If his daughter is really diagnosed, how should he deal with his split personality?

After arriving at the destination, he looked at his daughter's back without turning back and fell into deep thought. He felt that his daughter was not a daughter.

As soon as she entered the cram school, Jiang Zhiyu discovered one thing: she didn’t bring her books.

Um……..

It should be fine. Anyway, Shen Xingyi is so familiar with him now, he should lend him a book.

As soon as she stepped into the classroom, she was hurt by a sharp gaze from the podium, and that gaze was from Shen Xingyi.

He seemed to have no mercy at all, his expression was grim, "Look at what time it is now? And you haven't been here for weeks. Do you think you can relax after getting the first place in the country?"

…….

…….

Hey, you're such a perennial second-in-command, how dare you do this to me, Jiang Zhiyu's inner thoughts were very strong.

“I wasn’t… last night.”

Before he could finish, Shen Xingyi interrupted him, "Very good, if that's the case, then you can just stand."

Jiang Zhiyu walked to her seat and stood there, already mad at him in her heart.