Jiang Xiaoman's identity was exposed in public and was taken away by the police. However, within one class, the news spread throughout the school.
Everyone was shocked and talking about this.
This was the first time they had seen such a thing as pretending to be the daughter of a wealthy family.
The key is that everyone in the school believes it to be true and has never doubted it.
However, we can't blame them.
Among the four major aristocratic families in Yanjing, the heads of the three families of He, Shang and Yan often go out in public places, but only the Jiang family is the most mysterious.
Mr. Jiang and his wife lived in seclusion, so Jiang Yihe, Mr. Jiang's adopted son, occasionally attended some important banquets.
As a result, no one in the circle knew much about the Jiang family's situation, let alone those who were still students.
People in the circle only know that the eldest son of the Jiang family has passed away. In recent years, the biological daughter of the eldest son of the Jiang family who was left behind has been found.
Although Zhou Wenli often took Jiang Xiaoman to some large and small banquets in the past, Zhou Wenli never publicized her mother-daughter relationship with Jiang Xiaoman in public. She only vaguely introduced that she was brought out to play by the old lady of the Jiang family.
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People who don't know naturally think that Jiang Xiaoman is the daughter left behind by the eldest son of the Jiang family.
This time, Jiang Xiaoman's life experience was exposed, and they were also in tears.
Gradually, the students couldn't help but become curious about the legendary daughter of the Jiang family.
"The eldest lady of the Jiang family should be about the same age as us, right?
Do you think she will also attend this school?"
"Do you think it could be Jiang Hexun?"
"How is it possible? If she is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, why does she need to pass the entrance exam?
The Jiang family is one of the school directors, so they can enter the school without saying a word."
"I don't think it's possible. If she were the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, she would have exposed Jiang Xiaoman long ago. Why is she still allowed to pretend to be a fake person in school?"
"That makes sense..."
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The classmates' comments did not affect Jiang Hexun at all.
In the last self-study class, after she finished the Mathematical Olympiad test questions, she went to the experimental class office and handed them to Teacher Lu.
On the way back to the classroom, she met Yan Jingrong and Wei Ling.
Jiang Hexun walked past them without squinting until Wei Ling stopped her, "Classmate Jiang."
She stopped and turned around, "Senior Wei, is something wrong?"
Wei Ling said sincerely: "I'm sorry, we had so many assumptions about you before -"
"I see."
Jiang Hexun interrupted him, "You don't need to apologize, because I don't need to."
After saying that, she turned around and went down the stairs.
"etc!"
Yan Jingrong shouted and strode up, "I sent you those things about Shen Chengfeng, shouldn't you thank me?"
As he spoke, he tried to see even the slightest hint of sadness on her face.
However, no.
Jiang Hexun was always calm and his tone was very flat.
She seemed to suddenly realize, "Oh, it was you who posted it."
Then, she said: "But why should I thank you?
Even if you don't tell me, I will know sooner or later."
Yan Jingrong smiled, "If I hadn't told you, you might have been kept in the dark for a long time, and you might have been deceived by Shen Chengfeng."
Jiang Hexun suddenly smiled, "Have you never looked in the mirror?"
Yan Jingrong was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she meant.
"Have you always been so thick-skinned?"
She sneered in her eyes, "What qualifications does a bad person like you have to speak against him?
The things you did to me for Jiang Xiaoman are enough to disgust me. Except for the Mathematical Olympiad training, please don't appear in front of me in the future."
She didn't think he was being kind or apologetic in telling these things.
Jiang Hexun left, and his slender and graceful figure quickly disappeared at the top of the stairs.
Yan Jingrong's face was gloomy, and he suddenly clenched his fists.