He Jing wasn't flustered. Her strong mental fortitude allowed her to withstand all kinds of blows, and continuing to court disaster was a standard trait of a villainous female supporting character. Someone like her, who had been tormented and tempered by her wicked stepmother to develop a strong will, was insignificant in the face of any other blows as long as there was no substantial harm.
So, she slowly turned her gaze back to He Sui, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said, "I can tell you the Cheng family's address. If you don't want me to throw these things away, you can deliver them to her personally."
He Sui's anger suddenly stopped, and with nowhere to vent it, he let go of her hand, picked up everything on the ground, and glared at her fiercely: "You are not allowed to touch Xiao Yi's things again."
He Jing chuckled and said, "You don't dare to go to her because you know she won't want you, so you can only take it out on me. Fourth Brother, that's not manly of you."
He Suiru was hit where it hurt, and the veins on her forehead bulged. She shouted angrily, "Bullshit! This is Xiaoyi's stuff. She'll definitely take it if you give it to her. You don't understand her at all. She's not that kind of person!"
He Jing sighed softly, as if lamenting his ignorance: "Do you know how rich the Cheng family is? The bedroom Cheng Yi lives in now, which I personally renovated, is 200 square meters, about the size of three He family homes. It has a natural bathtub, a walk-in closet, and a gym. The clothes she wears are the latest styles from international brands, and the shoes are all top-of-the-line handmade custom-made. The products we put on her face have been thoroughly tested for ingredients and standards, and are made specifically for her skin type. The ingredients added to them are enough to buy a whole bag of garbage in this supermarket. Are you sure she'll use it if you give it to her?"
He Sui stubbornly retorted, "Even if she doesn't use it, she'll definitely keep it safe."
He Jing was almost moved to tears by his intelligence, so she simply gave up arguing with him and said, "Whatever."
He Sui heard helplessness and deep disdain in her tone, and his pride was severely hurt. He roared, "Send it back then, I'll prove it to you!"
He Jing remained calm without even frowning: "Okay, I'll wait."
He Sui stormed back to his room and slammed the door shut with a deafening bang.
He Jing shook her head almost imperceptibly, filled with sympathy for him.
The plot in the book is very clear: after the real daughter returned to the Cheng family, she was afraid that her biological mother, Ye Shuping, would feel bad, so she never went back to the He family to visit her even once, until her brothers grew up.
Adhering to the typical "female protagonist in a wish-fulfillment novel" plot, Cheng Yi quickly adapted to life in a wealthy family after returning to the Cheng family. She began her daily routine of slapping faces, from ignorant classmates at a prestigious school to arrogant socialites at a lavish banquet, and even flaunting her wealth while shopping. She was always either slapping faces or on her way to slap faces, having long forgotten about the He family.
If it weren't for the fact that He Jing's brothers had become successful and could become her lucky charms, she felt that their screen time would only be two chapters at most. He Ning, the standard second male lead, also had almost no screen time before becoming a national male god.
so……
Giving skincare products as gifts is just asking for trouble; you can't argue with that.
After breakfast, He Yuan went out first. He was doing an internship at university and had a dormitory to live in. If it weren't for welcoming his sister, he wouldn't have taken the time to rush home. He probably wouldn't see her for the next month. He Ning, like He Sui, was studying at No. 1 High School. No. 1 High School was far from home, a 40-minute bus ride away, so they also had to leave quickly.
High school dormitory spots are limited, and accommodation fees are required, so the He family obviously can't afford them. The two brothers have no choice but to commute, even though the time spent traveling back and forth is terrifying.
They brought lunchboxes, which were leftovers that Mother He had deliberately made yesterday. They heated them up this morning so they could take them to school.
He Jing didn't have a lunchbox, so her mother left twenty yuan by her bedside, probably so that she could buy her own food and not feel too wronged.
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