Song Jiao stared at Qin Shou's receding figure with a sharp gaze, but did not catch up with him directly.
She turned around gracefully and slowly sat back in her seat. Her calm aura seemed to freeze the air around her.
At this moment, she was like a queen standing high above everyone else, and the majesty she exuded without making any sound was enough to shock the entire audience.
The people around were already deeply shocked by this scene. They were dumbfounded, as if they had witnessed something extraordinary.
And in fact, they did witness history.
On that day, Song Jiao's feat of challenging the Great Elder alone spread like wildfire throughout the academy and became a hot topic for everyone.
After that battle, the Great Elder actually chose to go into seclusion, which is undoubtedly the best proof of Song Jiao's strength.
This action also made everyone look at Song Jiao with admiration, and her name became completely famous in the academy.
The bell rang and the students packed up their books and prepared to leave.
However, when they saw Song Jiao, they all unconsciously walked around her.
Song Jiao didn't care about it. She stood up, straightened her clothes, and went straight to the dormitory.
In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant filled the entire ward.
Ji Shuqing slowly opened her eyes on the hospital bed. Her blurry vision gradually focused and she could see clearly the Jiang family's parents in front of her.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something unfair, her eyes turned red, and she burst into tears.
"Godmother, godfather!" Ji Shuqing cried and choked, "The eldest lady hit me! Doesn't she like me?" Her voice trembled, her face was full of tears, and she looked so miserable.
Father Jiang looked at the pitiful girl and felt sorry for her. He sighed and said slowly, "She doesn't like you, probably because your spiritual energy is higher than hers. How do you feel now?"
Hearing this question, Ji Shuqing's crying paused for a moment. She seemed to have thought of something, and her face suddenly darkened.
She looked around but didn't see the familiar figure, and her heart tightened.
"Godmother, where is my sister?" She cast an anxious look at Jiang's mother.
When Jiang's mother saw Ji Shuqing like this, she felt mixed emotions.
She gently held Ji Shuqing's hand and comforted her, "She has gone to the college."
Ji Shuqing's heart tightened when she heard this. Could it be that he went to the academy? Wouldn't that mean she would lose her place?
This thought flashed through her mind, but her face remained expressionless. Tears welled up in her eyes again, and she choked up and said, "Godmother, I know I was wrong. Next time I take something away, I will tell my sister!"
"She must be so mad, I'm sorry!"
Her acting skills were superb, and her words made Jiang's parents feel deeply distressed.
Father Jiang sighed again, patted her shoulder, and said, "Shu Qing, don't think too much. Get some rest. We'll take care of it."
"Don't worry, I'll find a way to get the college places."
Ji Shuqing nodded slightly, with an imperceptible curve at the corner of her mouth.
"Mom and Dad should also take care of their health and stop arguing with my sister. She has been so ineffective for so many years and has suffered so much injustice. She must be very angry now.
"Angry? I haven't bothered her yet, and she's already angry?" Father Jiang snorted coldly. "I'm going to break her legs."
Song Jiao tilted her head, sat on the edge of the bed in the dormitory, and looked coldly at the warm and loving family scene of the three people on the system.
I just feel extremely disgusted.
Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the door broke the harmonious scene.
She waved her hand lightly, and the door of the dormitory opened as if touched by magic.
A girl in a bright yellow dress appeared at the door. It was Xu Luoshang. The name flashed through Song Jiao's mind. She was the original owner's so-called "plastic best friend".
As soon as Xu Luoshang entered the room, he looked at Song Jiao with a reproachful look.
"Jinxuan," she said with a somewhat blaming tone, "Even if you really hate Ji Shuqing, you wouldn't hit Qiu Tongyu, right? Look, you even sent him to the hospital!"
Song Jiao slowly raised her head, a cold light flashing in her eyes. She chuckled softly, "What? Are you heartbroken? It seems that my so-called fiancé is quite attractive. Not only is my nanny's daughter obsessed with him, but even you are starting to miss him too? Tell me, what do you want from him?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in her words: "Is it because of his frail body, so weak that it would collapse at the slightest gust of wind? Or is it because of his face that stinks like a toilet stone?"
Xu Luoshang's expression changed, and she quickly defended herself, "What? I'm not thinking about him, I'm just concerned about you!"
Song Jiao's eyes instantly sharpened. She stood up and slowly approached Xu Luoshang: "Care about me? Are you worried about whether I will beat you up now that I have spiritual power?"
She paused, a sneer on her lips, "I won't beat you, but I will go crazy!"
Song Jiao suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Xu Luoshang's hair with lightning speed, and pulled her in front of her.
She pulled hard, and a handful of hair was pulled out and fell lightly to the ground.
Xu Luoshang screamed in pain and her face turned pale in an instant.
Song Jiao had no expression on her face, as if she was just doing something insignificant.
"I didn't bother you before, I just felt sorry for you. After all, you have a father who made you sell yourself." Song Jiao's tone was cold and mocking. "What? After I brought you into this circle, hooked you up with a rich second-generation, and got a spot, you're so proud of yourself? Do you think you've reached the pinnacle of your life?"
As she spoke, she continued to pull Xu Luoshang's hair.
Every hair that was pulled out seemed to be Xu Luoshang's dignity being taken away bit by bit.
Xu Luoshang could only protect her hair in vain, screaming miserably: "Jiang Jinxuan, I'm telling you! I won't let you go!"
However, Song Jiao just scoffed at this: "You won't let me go? Do you have the right to say such things now?"
After pulling out all of Xu Luoshang's hair, Song Jiao threw her to the ground.
He picked up the vase on the table and smashed it hard on Xu Luoshang.
The vase shattered instantly, and the water and branches inside scattered all over the ground, just like Xu Luoshang's dignity at the moment was trampled to pieces.
Xu Luoshang lay on the ground, in so much pain that she could hardly move.
"If your boyfriend saw those old photos of you, would he still like you?" Song Jiao bent down and spoke word by word, then smiled faintly. "I think true love usually stands the test of time, don't you think?"
Xu Luoshang then realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately got up and knelt in front of Song Jiao, "I was wrong! Jinxuan, can you forgive me? I just want to be like you. You didn't have spiritual power before, but now that you do, I feel like we are not the same kind of people anymore."
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