He was displeased, snorted, and hooked Shen Wangshu's finger. This subtle action indeed made Shen Wangshu turn her gaze to him, but from the other side came a cold snort of a girl's utter disgust. Shen Wangshu subconsciously looked over.
There sat a girl with very heavy makeup, like a palette of colors.
Her makeup was so heavy that you couldn't even see her eyebrows and eyes.
Shen Wangshu thought for a moment, then gave her a faint smile.
She remembered; this was Nangong Cheng's daughter, Nangong Yao's only younger sister, Nangong Xiang.
Being in the same class as her stepmother's child is truly a case of bad luck. Ever since Si Jiali married Nangong Cheng, this classmate Nangong Xiang has been treating Si Chun like dirt.
However, Shen Wangshu did not have a bad impression of Nangong Xiang.
Even if this girl dislikes Sichun, she can only be indifferent and distant, ignoring her or giving her a few sarcastic remarks.
As the legitimate daughter of the Nangong family, she could have used far more ruthless methods to bully the burdened child, but she didn't. Even knowing that Sichun was a weak and easily bullied girl, she never laid a finger on her. She simply disliked this girl who had a mother who had taken her father away. However, when other students looked at her and tried to bully Sichun, she would step in to stop them, repeatedly saying that members of the Nangong family should not be bullied.
Even though she was a bit willful, Shen Wangshu thought she was a good girl.
She even... after her father died of a heart attack in the hospital, and after burying him, she still remembered to collect the remains of Sichun and Sijiali.
Even though she didn't bury the mother and daughter in the Nangong family cemetery, and buried her stepmother next to her father, she was a thousand times more upright than those two grieving men and women who had forgotten what to do about Sijiali and her daughter.
Although she later grew to hate Sixin and did some bad things to her, so what?
Shen Wangshu would be grateful to her simply because she knew to give Sichun a proper burial.
Seeing that her timid, timid son, who always avoided her, actually dared to smile at her, Nangong Xiang's dark eyes widened in surprise.
She snorted at Shen Wangshu again and turned her head away, ignoring him.
Ever since Nangong Cheng and Sijiali got married, she has never lived at home again. She just doesn't want to see the cuckoo taking over her house and the two burdens swaggering around in her home.
She also didn't want to see another woman standing beside her father, exercising her rights as his wife.
That mother, who should have belonged only to Nangong Xiang, has now been taken away by someone else. No wonder she would like Si Jiali and her daughter.
Of course, Shen Wangshu felt that she had good reason to dislike Scarlett.
If it were her, and another woman moved into her father's room, if he only smiled at her, if he began to forget his mother, Shen Wangshu would also despise this woman. Even if she wasn't a third party, she would still hate her.
As a burden, she wouldn't say anything friendly to Nangong Xiang, because for such a proud girl, that would be tantamount to pity.
So she just smiled, turned around, and continued with the lesson.
Nangong Xiang glared fiercely at Shen Wangshu's retreating figure.
She sensed something was different about the girl. She still had that beautiful, fair face, and her smile was still weak and pitiful, but she was truly very different from the girl she remembered. She was someone who constantly observed this girl, so of course she would notice the subtle differences. Moreover, she keenly sensed that the girl seemed to have lost her fear of her and even showed a degree of kindness.
This feeling infuriated Nangong Xiang. She squinted and thought for a moment, then endured it. She endured until class ended, then walked up to Shen Wangshu.
"You come out here!" she said coldly.
Shen Wangshu looked up and gazed at her with an innocent expression.
Another boy looked up and smiled at her.
Although he was smiling, Nangong Xiang felt as if every pore on her body had opened up, as if she were being stared at by a man-eating beast.
Her teeth were chattering, and she was whimpering, but she still managed to say to Shen Wangshu, "Come out!"
Shen Wangshu touched Dongfang Xuan's ear, and the boy seemed to be soothed. He squinted his eyes and showed a very comfortable expression, unbelievably docile.
Nangong Xiang stared in shock at the obedient appearance of the trillion-dollar CEO for a moment, then saw Shen Wangshu stand up with a smile and obediently follow her, while the young man followed closely behind her.
Nangong Xiang felt a little annoyed, but her eyes lit up. She grabbed Shen Wangshu's arm and shoved her into the women's restroom at the end of the corridor. Seeing that the boy was indeed standing at the door, she told the girls in the restroom to get lost, slammed the door shut, and asked Shen Wangshu coldly with a fierce look, "What happened to you?"
Shen Wangshu tilted her head. "Changed?"
"Stop pretending. You used to be as timid as a rabbit, but now you're braver than anyone else. Stop pretending!" Nangong Xiang suddenly felt a little agitated and scratched her afro.
Shen Wangshu couldn't help but show a surprised expression.
She never imagined that the one who would see the difference between her and the real Si Chun was not Si Jiali or Si Xin, but Nangong Xiang.
But more than her surprise at being recognized, Shen Wangshu felt grateful to her.
She did not hide her differences from Si Chun. Whether it was the sharpness she showed in front of Si Jiali or the aggressiveness she displayed in front of Si Xin, it was all discernible.
These differences may be subtle, but they are definitely not the same.
However, only one girl who raised her chin and hummed a few times noticed it.
"Having been through what happened to your brother, I'm naturally braver than anyone else." Shen Wangshu suddenly wondered if, if Nangong Xiang had also stayed in the Nangong family villa that night, would she have watched as Sichun was raped and forced to commit suicide by Nangong Yao?
She looked at Nangong Xiang, who resembled a delinquent girl, and slowly unbuttoned her sleeve, revealing several distinct scars. She saw the heavily made-up girl's eyes widen suddenly, and she walked over and roughly pulled her wrist to examine it, saying gently, "A coward like a rabbit can't protect herself."
"My brother did it?" Nangong Xiang, after all, was just a teenage girl, and asked in a panic.
Shen Wangshu nodded.
"Why did he do that?" the girl asked loudly.
Shen Wangshu smiled but did not answer.
The girl's fierce gaze suddenly turned dejected.
She gasped for breath for a moment, finally calmed down, squatted down, and covered her face with her hands.
Much later, a hoarse voice came through her fingers.
"sorry."
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