20demayo Chapter 66
Chapter 66
The fight between Kong Mingze and Zuo Zichen didn’t end with a clear winner. It only stopped when the teacher arrived, and coincidentally, it was Ding Xing who showed up.
After a few questions, Ding Xing began to smooth things over, quickly shifting the blame to whoever threw the first punch. As a result, Zuo Zichen and his lackeys got off scot-free, while Kong Mingze was taken away for a lecture.
Zuo Zichen looked over with a smug expression: “Senior, see? No matter what I do, I won’t face any consequences. Looks like my guys were quicker to find Teacher Ding.”
Zhuge Ying glanced at him: “Oh? What if I went to Quan Zhisui instead? You know how close we are. She rarely turns down my requests.”
Zuo Zichen’s face stiffened: “Senior, my sister hasn’t hit me in a long time.”
“Then, Zuo Zichen, stay away from me,” Zhuge Ying said, enunciating each word clearly. “I don’t like you. Not one bit.”
Zuo Zichen was provoked and couldn’t help but ask, “Do you like Kong Mingze or something?”
“Yes, I do like Kong Mingze,” Zhuge Ying admitted without hesitation.
Zuo Zichen scoffed: “Kong Mingze? Him? Do you even know what kind of person he is, Senior? His family used to be dirt poor! His parents never even went to school—they used to run a street stall! Sure, they won five million in the lottery, but everyone in Liangxi Town’s upper circles knows about it. No one respects upstarts like them!”
Zhuge Ying nodded: “I know.”
“You know? And you still like him?” Zuo Zichen found it absurd and laughed. “Senior, do you even realize the wealth of the Zuo Family? One of our cars alone is worth more than five million! And we have three of them!”
Zhuge Ying chuckled softly, looking down.
Zuo Zichen frowned: “What are you laughing at? Isn’t my family richer than Kong Mingze’s?”
Zhuge Ying looked at him seriously: “Zuo Zichen, are you really Quan Zhisui’s brother?”
Zuo Zichen thumped his chest: “Of course! Certified by a DNA test!”
Zhuge Ying smirked playfully: “Then, your mother and Quan Zhisui’s mother must be worlds apart, huh? One’s in the heavens, the other’s in the dirt.”
Zuo Zichen was stunned.
Zuo Zhiyu’s first wife passed away after giving birth to Quan Zhisui, and Zuo Zichen only found out this year that he had an older sister.
He had no idea what Quan Zhisui’s mother was like, but how could she possibly compare to his own mother?
His mother, Xu Zhiyi, was a well-known socialite in Liangxi Town!
That’s what Zuo Zichen thought, but for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to argue back.
“You know, intelligence is inherited from the mother,” Zhuge Ying continued, each word cutting deep. “That means Quan Zhisui’s brilliance comes from her mother, while your stupidity comes from yours.”
Zuo Zichen: “!!!”
Zhuge Ying wasn’t done mocking him: “Oh, you didn’t know? How... uneducated of you.”
Zuo Zichen had always mocked Kong Mingze’s parents for being uneducated, but he never expected to be on the receiving end of such a jab.
He was so thoroughly crushed that he couldn’t speak.
She hadn’t even bothered to return it to him in person, choosing to leave it on his seat when no one was around.
Wei Shixu casually tossed the package aside and sat down to watch a movie.
If she froze to death, so be it.
Kong Mingze had already returned from Ding Xing’s office and was slumped over his desk, feeling frustrated and wronged.
Just then, Zhuge Ying walked over with a test paper: “Let me explain these problems to you.”
Kong Mingze looked like he was about to cry: “Class President, I’m in a bad mood. I don’t want to study.”
Zhuge Ying patted his head as if he were a puppy: “Don’t be upset. Doing some problems will help take your mind off things.”
Kong Mingze: “Is this how you top students relieve stress?”
Zhuge Ying: “Exactly!”
Kong Mingze: “I don’t believe it. Wei Shixu never does problems.”
Zhuge Ying: “He’s an oddball. Why compare yourself to him?”
Kong Mingze: “What about Quan Zhisui?”
Zhuge Ying raised an eyebrow: “Quan Zhisui is always solving problems. Look at her emotions...”
Well, they weren’t exactly stable either.
At that moment.
A woman’s voice came from the hallway outside the back door: “Excuse me, is Quan Zhisui in this class?”
Kong Mingze and Zhuge Ying both looked up!
They saw a woman, likely in her late twenties, wearing a blue Daoist robe, her long black hair tied up in a traditional Daoist bun with a wooden hairpin.
Her voice was as gentle as a breeze, and her face radiated warmth like sunlight.
Her overall demeanor exuded gentleness and serenity, though there was a hint of sharpness in her brows. But her eyes were smiling, softening that edge.
On her back, she carried a sword and a guqin.
The sight of this ethereal figure left the two of them stunned!
Before they could react, Quan Zhisui burst out like a gust of wind, sprinting from the corner of the room!
“Ziyin Senior Brother!!!” she exclaimed excitedly.
Zhuge Ying was startled, about to warn her not to knock over this celestial being!
But then she saw the woman open her arms with a smile, effortlessly catching the force-of-nature Quan Zhisui in a tight embrace.
She even lifted her up and spun her around.