Yan Hanxi was initially skeptical, but after hearing what she said, he calmed down and let out a soft laugh: "Then I'll have to savor it properly."
The prank failed...
He Jing pouted in boredom. This was pointless…
Unbeknownst to her, while she was racking her brains trying to figure out how to make the food taste better and meet Boss Yan's standards, Cheng Yi had already exploded.
She received a barrage of calls from Zhang Man, and unable to avoid them any longer, she pressed the answer button. As soon as the call connected, Zhang Man's roaring and questioning voice came through: "What's going on? Didn't you say everything would be fine once you got back to school?"
Cheng Yi said weakly and helplessly, "I didn't expect Brother Xi to make a move."
Zhang Man: "I became like this because of you. I don't care. You need to think of something else!"
Cheng Yi had no other choice. She had already shamelessly begged Ye Shuping to step in for her once, and she couldn't possibly ask her a second time. With a heavy heart, she said coldly, "Stop making a fuss, what other way do I have?"
"Are you just going to watch me go to the first year of high school and sit with the students a year below me, becoming the laughing stock of the whole school?" Zhang Man said. "Even if my family background is not as good as yours, I still have my pride. I have already apologized as you said, written a self-criticism, and recorded an apology. You said everything would be fine, so why didn't you do that!"
Cheng Yi was speechless. It was true that she had made a guarantee to Zhang Man, but the way things had developed was far beyond her expectations.
“If you don’t help me sort this out, I’ll tell everyone about the recording of you making me write a self-criticism, and you can forget about working at Yin Gao.”
At this point, there was no longer any friendship between the two; they were both only concerned with protecting themselves.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yi sneered: "Fine, you're threatening me, then let's completely tear off the mask of civility. Say whatever you want and see whether they believe you or me."
Zhang Man finally realized the truth: she had been used.
The reason Cheng Yi dared to speak so definitively was because she left no evidence. No wonder when she contacted her again, she suddenly changed her phone number and even her WeChat account was newly registered.
She had been on guard against her for a while.
"Fine, you win. Cheng Yi, you better hope you don't get caught by me someday."
Cheng Yi hung up the phone indifferently.
Zhang Man's past experience of turning the tables on her was enough; she is cautious by nature and would never give anyone a second chance to bite her.
It seems we still need to find a way to get Zhang Man to drop out of school, so she won't cause trouble for us there.
The matter took many twists and turns, but ultimately ended with Zhang Man voluntarily withdrawing from school.
The Zhang family was considered a wealthy family in City A, and they couldn't bear the embarrassment of their daughter having to repeat a grade, so they sent Zhang Man abroad overnight.
...
That night, He Jing bought a large bag of ingredients and went home to cook high-class dishes for Yan Hanxi, including the taro and sweet potato balls she had promised He Sui.
He Sui had been eagerly anticipating this since school ended. As soon as He Jing went into the kitchen, he followed her like a lackey, eager to make sure she didn't miss out on any good food. He fawned over her, saying, "Is there anything I need to do? I'll do it."
He Ning was about to go back to her room, but after glancing at the kitchen, she turned around and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
He Zhou leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching them cook. Only He Xiaoguo, oblivious to what was going on, tilted her head and blinked her bright black and white eyes, asking, "Is Sister Jing going to cook again? Will she cook as badly as Sister Xiaoyi?"
He Xiaoguo is the only poor child in the family who has never tasted He Jing's cooking and remains completely unaware of it.
He Sui couldn't bear to deceive him any longer. While peeling taro as He Jing had instructed, he stretched his neck and shouted outside, "Your sister Jing's cooking is incredibly delicious!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a chill on my neck.
He glanced at He Zhou, whose face was growing increasingly pale, and quickly changed his tune: "Actually, it's not that delicious, just a little bit better than what Third Brother makes."
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