Cheng Kai readily agreed: "Sure, come shopping with me the day after tomorrow."
Li Jiaoyan gritted her teeth, thinking of Yang Qingheng's smug face just now, and reluctantly agreed: "We'll talk about it after you can do it well."
"I'll definitely get it done perfectly for you," Cheng Kai assured him, adding that there was nothing he couldn't accomplish.
Li Jiaoyan turned and left with a cold face, as if staying there for even a second longer would mean contracting some kind of virus.
The next morning, as the sky in the east began to lighten, Yang Qingheng left the courtyard with her shoulder bag on her back.
"Yang Qingheng!" Yao Ying called out and quickly chased after her.
Yang Qingheng turned around in confusion, and Yao Ying stuffed two warm eggs into her palm.
“I asked them, and they said that eating two eggs and a fried dough stick will help you get a perfect score, for good luck,” Yao Ying said awkwardly, touching a few strands of hair that were hanging down. “But there were no fried dough sticks, so I gave you a chopstick.”
Yang Qingheng held the chopstick in her hand, both amused and exasperated: "Mom, why are you so superstitious? Alright, go back now, the dew is still strong early in the morning."
She felt a pang of sadness for no reason. No one had ever done these things for her before. She never expected that the first person to do these things for her would not be a blood relative, but Yao Ying, her unreliable mother-in-law.
"Alright, hurry up and go." Yao Ying waved her hand and quickly retreated into the courtyard.
Yang Qingheng thought she had arrived early, but when she got to the classroom, it was already full of people.
"You must be the new student. This is your seat." A girl in the corner stood up and waved vigorously. Her excited and happy appearance made Yang Qingheng pause in her tracks. She was a little surprised and suspicious. Why was this person so familiar with everyone?
The classroom fell silent for a moment because of the loud call, and everyone looked towards Yang Qingheng.
One of the female classmates burst out laughing: "He Qinqin, you're excited to know you have a deskmate, but there's no need to be so excited."
He Qinqin grabbed an eraser and pretended to hit her on the head: "You're so talkative! Why didn't you give up your deskmate to me?"
The room erupted in laughter.
Yang Qingheng felt a little uncomfortable in such a vibrant atmosphere for the first time, but He Qinqin pressed her down into her seat.
"Classmate, I heard from the teacher that your name is Yang Qingheng, right? Don't worry, I've already cleaned this seat. I've been here for a long time, so you can ask me anything you don't understand," He Qinqin said confidently, patting her chest.
Yang Qingheng nodded, and couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.
However, she soon realized why He Qinqin didn't have a deskmate—because she talked too much!
He's a walking chatterbox.
For the first time in her life, Yang Qingheng experienced being called out by the teacher as punishment and made to stand. She was punished six times in four classes, and her face turned ashen when the bell rang.
"Qingheng, let me tell you..."
"Don't say it, don't say it, hold it in! I'm going to the bathroom." Yang Qingheng was startled and didn't care about manners anymore.
He Qinqin shut her mouth awkwardly, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes; she felt incredibly sweet inside.
Her deskmate smelled so good, so soft and sweet, unlike any of the big men in the class, or the female classmates. They didn't like chatting with her, but Yang Qingheng was very patient.
Not long after, the back door of the classroom was kicked open with a "bang," and Cheng Kai swaggered in with several of his henchmen, acting arrogantly.
"Who is Yang Qingheng? Show yourself!"
Everyone was startled by the loud noise, exchanged glances, and whispered among themselves.
"How did such a gentle-looking new classmate manage to provoke this devil?"
"Last time Cheng Kai broke someone's leg in the next class, and he had to pay some money in compensation. Does he want to hit Yang Qingheng too?"
"Maybe, given how morally bankrupt he is, I hope Yang Qingheng won't come back so soon..."
Worry filled everyone's eyes, but Cheng Kai's men had already blocked the front and back doors, and no one dared to go out and report the news.
However, no matter how much everyone prayed, Yang Qingheng still appeared outside the classroom.
He Qinqin was startled, her face full of worry, and she frantically tried to signal to her with her eyes.
Yang Qingheng was taken aback, then turned to leave. Xu Linsen saw through her act and took a big step to block her way: "You think you can get away after messing with our Sister Cheng?"
"You son of a bitch..." Cheng Kai turned around menacingly, but fell silent the moment he saw Yang Qingheng's familiar face.
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