Na Ronglan pretended to be indifferent and looked at Song Jiao, smiling and said, "Brother Haoyi was originally my sister's fiancé, he will definitely like you."
Although I said that, my heart suddenly tightened.
A complex look flashed across his eyes.
Song Jiao took in the other person's gaze, still with a sweet smile on her face, "It seems to be the same."
Looking at the other person's fingers constantly stirring because of impatience and anxiety, she knew that this person was starting to get anxious.
"You should be having indoor magic classes today, right? Don't worry about me, I'm fine now, just go back."
Na Ronglan bit her lip and wanted to say something, but she just glanced at Song Jiao, turned around and walked out of the classroom. When she reached the door, she did not forget to look back at Song Jiao who was sitting in her seat in school uniform.
A sense of crisis that I had never felt before arose in my heart.
Song Jiao's gaze remained on the door. If nothing unexpected happened, Na Ronglan would start taking action again after returning.
After all, before the original owner lost her magic power, she had always been a favored daughter of heaven and the object of attention. The level of magic power determined the resources and status enjoyed by the Narong family.
Only those who can bring more benefits to the family will be favored.
In the evening, Narong's family
As soon as Song Jiao arrived home, she was taken to the study of the head of the family, Na Ronghua, by the housekeeper.
A middle-aged man in a suit sat upright in his seat, his eyes fixed on her sharply. He took a sip from his teacup before slowly asking, "I heard your magic power has recovered? Even higher than before?"
After putting down the teacup, he kept turning the ring on his right thumb with his left hand fingers, with a serious expression on his face.
"Why didn't you tell your family about such a big thing?"
He started by questioning, and he really puts profit above all else. He doesn't even worry about how his forgotten daughter is doing these days.
Even after knowing that his daughter was being bullied at home and at school, he turned a blind eye.
Now that you know that your magic power has recovered and is even better than before, you come here to blame me?
Song Jiao walked to a chair nearby and sat down, her expression very lazy. She tucked her fluffy long hair behind her ears and replied hesitantly, "It's not a big deal anyway. I don't think I need to trouble my father for such a small matter."
Na Ronghua's face darkened, his face turning pale and blue at times. He said sternly, "Nonsense! Restoring magic power is such a big deal, and you actually say it's a small matter?"
"So what do you think is a big deal?"
Is she trying to use this method to protest against his indifference to her over the past two years?
"I'll arrange for a magic teacher to check your current magic level later. Don't run around unless you have something to do!" Na Ronghua glanced at Song Jiao dissatisfiedly. "I've ignored you for two years. Don't you even have the most basic manners now?"
"So, my father is fully aware of what he's done?" Song Jiao leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and looked at him. "I thought my father didn't know about my previous situation!"
Narong Hua's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Narong Yunxi, don't forget! I am your father. No matter how much you are dissatisfied, you are still a member of the Narong family. You'd better not do anything to me."
"Hahaha, what did I hear?" Song Jiao covered her mouth and laughed out loud, and continued to laugh until tears came out. "Now you know I'm from the Narong family?"
She just raised her hand slightly, and a blue barrier surrounded the entire room. Green vines appeared out of thin air from the ground, climbed up from Naronghua's feet, and tied him up in a short while.
"Evil girl, what are you doing? Let me go!" Naronghua struggled to break free from the vines, but suddenly realized something, "Why do you know wood magic?"
"Why? Of course you forced me to do this!" Song Jiao stood up and quickly jumped onto the table. Her expression became ferocious with anger. She grabbed her hair and screamed, "Father, why did you do this to me? Why! You have such a cruel heart!"
"I respect you so much. I've considered you my role model since I was little, but just because my magic power disappeared, you ignored me! You even let an illegitimate daughter bully me, and you turned a blind eye to the servants who bullied me!"
"I'm your daughter, why are you doing this to me?"
Song Jiao's eyes widened, she reached out and grabbed Naronghua's clothes, shaking him hard.
Naronghua never thought that a girl could be so strong. Under Han's violent shaking, he felt his stomach churning.
He tried to remove his daughter's magic, but found that his magic was useless against the vines.
His pupils dilated slightly, a little bit in disbelief.
Could it be that her magician level was higher than his? He could not think of any other possibility.
Is it already above level 15 at the age of 18?
Such strength...
Song Jiao saw Na Ronghua's expression, but she didn't stop, and her strength became stronger and stronger. "Didn't you promise mom that you would take good care of me?"
"Is this how you take care of me?"
"I hate you, I hate you!"
Under the violent shaking, Naronghua could no longer control the churning in his stomach, and he vomited with a sound.
The moment Song Jiao saw something was wrong, she teleported away from the table and released the Naronghua vines.
He lost his balance and fell face down on the vomit on the desk.
Song Jiao felt as if struck by lightning when she saw it. She felt a little disgusted, right?
That was all for today. After she thought about how to torture the old man next time, she turned around and walked out of the study, removing the barrier around the room.
The housekeeper could hear the noise inside at first, but then suddenly there was no movement and he didn't know what happened.
Now seeing Song Jiao open the door and walk out, he immediately walked in.
However, he saw a very disgusting scene at first sight. Even with such a good mentality, he couldn't help retching when he saw the scene inside, and then went in to deal with it immediately.
Na Ronglan, who had just returned, stood in the living room and saw Song Jiao coming out of her father's room. She felt something was wrong with her foot and immediately went upstairs. When she reached the stairs to the second floor, she couldn't help but quicken her pace.
But when Song Jiao raised her leg to walk, she stretched out her foot and lifted it slightly.
The next second, Naronglan fell to the ground.
"Sorry, I just had a cramp in my leg, so I stretched it. I hope my sister won't be angry or mind, right?"
"After all, my sister is such a good person, why would she bother with me? Right?"
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