The Wen family's long-lost daughter has returned! It’s rumored that the real heiress ranked last in every school exam and even went around deceiving people, promoting feudal superstitions. Ev...
The number of students in each class at No. 1 Middle School is limited to no more than fifty.
There are 48 students in the class.
At the beginning of the semester, the homeroom teacher asked Wen Sirou to collect class fees, two hundred yuan per person.
After a week of collecting, the class fees were finally all collected. When Wen Sirou opened the inner compartment of her schoolbag, it was completely empty.
Wen Sirou's face turned deathly pale.
Soon, her classmates noticed Wen Sirou's unusual behavior and learned that her money had been stolen.
"Sirou, don't worry, we'll help you look for it."
"Sirou, did you put it somewhere else and forget about it? Should we look for it again?"
Wen Sirou's eyes were red-rimmed, and a few crystal-clear teardrops still clung to her eyelashes, clearly indicating that she had just been crying.
The classmates were heartbroken.
Nearly ten thousand yuan is not a small amount for anyone, so some classmates suggested telling the teacher about it.
To everyone's surprise, Wen Sirou shook her head, her eyes filled with worry: "I know the classmate who stole the money must have been confused for a moment, and I shouldn't have put the money in my bag. I was also wrong. I'll just add the money back myself."
"How is it your fault?" Zhou Xingyue's face stiffened; she hadn't expected Wen Sirou to be so kind.
Wen Sirou's eyes softened, and her tone was gentle: "Anyway, if you can't find it, just forget about it. Don't tell the teacher..."
After saying that, Wen Sirou lowered her head, her tone somewhat sad: "And I'm afraid the teacher will scold me if she finds out."
This statement surprised everyone.
It was common knowledge throughout the school that the homeroom teacher had a bad temper. Losing such a large sum of money would definitely make the homeroom teacher very angry, so Wen Sirou's worries were not unfounded.
Zhou Xingyue felt sorry for him and glanced towards the back seat with a seemingly unintentional look.
Wen Li was still sitting in her seat reading a book, seemingly oblivious to what was happening around her.
Zhou Xingyue's eyes darkened: "Then let's not tell the teacher yet, let's look for it some more."
With that, Zhou Xingyue walked to the podium and said loudly, "The student who stole the money, please return it before the end of the next PE class. If we find out, don't blame us for being impolite!"
As Zhou Xingyue spoke, she met Wen Sirou's grateful expression.
Zhou Xingyue straightened her back instantly, staring straight at Wen Li, seemingly lost in thought.
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Although No. 1 Middle School is abnormal, at least physical education classes are still reserved for students.
After ten minutes, the PE teacher let everyone have free time.
The sun was blazing outside, making it hard to open one's eyes, and the shade under the trees was also full of people, so Wen Li simply went back to the classroom.
However, as soon as I arrived at the classroom, I saw four or five people surrounding my seat.
Wen Sirou stood in the middle, and when she saw Wen Li, she hesitated to speak.
"What are you doing in my seat?" Wen Li walked over, then suddenly stopped.
Because there was a thick wad of money in the middle of her desk.
Wen Li immediately realized what was happening, but instead of being shocked, she asked, "You found it in my bag?"
"Wen Li, how dare you say that!" Zhou Xingyue's face was full of disgust: "I gave you so many chances before, but you still won't return the money. Didn't you see that Si Rou's eyes were red from crying!"
Wen Li stood four or five desks away from them, and raised her head slightly upon hearing this: "I didn't steal any money."
"You're still trying to deny it! Everyone saw it; it was taken out of your bag!"
"What you took from my bag is what I stole?" Wen Li's eyes grew deeper, and she casually said, "Then I could say that you didn't like me, so you stole the class funds from Wen Sirou's bag first, and then framed me. Do you think I'm right?"
Sure enough, Zhou Xingyue's face stiffened, and a hint of unease flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
Even so, Wen Li still managed to catch her.
The next second, Wen Li laughed and said, "You say I stole it, but I don't admit it unless you can produce evidence."
"Everyone saw it! It was taken out of your backpack."
Wen Li didn't care what the other party said and insisted that Zhou Xingyue produce evidence.
Zhou Xingyue obviously couldn't produce it, and the two remained stuck there.
The others were also indignant: "Then let's tell the teacher or call the police!"
Wen Li stood still, just looking at the people in front of her.
Seeing that Wen Li was completely unfazed, Zhou Xingyue immediately went to the office.
Suddenly, Wen Sirou grabbed Zhou Xingyue's arm, her voice panicked: "No, it must be my sister playing a prank, don't tell the teacher!"
For a moment, all the students in the classroom were stunned.
Zhou Xingyue stared at Wen Sirou in astonishment, her face filled with disbelief: "Sirou, what did you say?"
How could Wen Li be Wen Sirou's sister?
Wen Sirou was taken aback at first, then pretended to be at a loss and looked at Wen Li with a frightened expression.
Now who can't understand?
Wen Li is pampered at home, but Wen Sirou is treated like a weed.
No wonder Si Rou always goes to school alone; it turns out the Wen family has poured all their love into Wen Li!
Wen Sirou did not answer Zhou Xingyue's question. Her long eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were filled with fear. She looked at Wen Li and whispered, "I didn't mean to say it."
Wen Li just stood there with her arms crossed, watching Wen Sirou act.
No wonder Wen Sirou has become quite famous in such a short time; her acting skills are truly amazing.
Wen Li clicked her tongue twice but didn't say anything.
Sure enough, Wen Sirou panicked even more, and tears started falling down her face.
"Xiao Li, I really didn't mean to say that." As she spoke, Wen Sirou quickly wiped away her tears, her tone pleading, "I don't blame you for stealing the money, let's just pretend we didn't know, okay?"
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