There were whistles, noises, and praises. She walked into Class A of the first year without squinting. She was generous and generous, smiling but not smiling.
The class teacher smiled and introduced to everyone: "This is Jing Tian'er, a new student transferred from abroad. I hope that the students will take care of each other in the future."
The class teacher arranged for her to sit in the last row by the window. A girl in the front row with a high nose and sharp chin looked back and glared at her with hatred.
Jing Tian'er recognized her at a glance as Jing Anran, the daughter of her father and his mistress, and curled her lips towards Jing Anran with disdain.
Jing Anran had already learned about the existence of Jing Tian'er from her mother. She hated this half-sister whom she had never met before. She never expected that by such a coincidence, Jing Tian'er would be assigned to her family.
In class, she said silently to Jing Tian'er, "Just wait!"
Jing Tianer sneered contemptuously.
OK!
She is waiting!
Let’s see whose method is more powerful!
As soon as the bell rang, the class teacher walked out, and Jing An walked up to Jing Tian'er proudly with her slender waist twisted, "Jing Tian'er, this is my territory. If you are sensible, get back here quickly, or I will
You must look good!"
"Good-looking? What's a good idea? Does it look better than your mother getting my dad drunk and crawling onto my dad's bed to steal the seeds?" Jing Tian'er sneered disdainfully, her smile as sweet as honey, but her words were as sharp as
knife.
"You——" Jing Anran's face suddenly darkened.
Her background is an eternal pain for her. No matter how high her attitude is, she can't hide the fact that her mother is the mistress who stole someone else's husband.
She knew in her heart that on the surface, the ladies from the upper class were polite to her and her mother, but in fact, when they turned around, they called her mother a shameless mistress and a wild mistress.
No one looks down on her.
This was an eternal pain in her heart, it was just the first time someone dared to accuse her like this in front of her.
Looking at the classmates who had a problem with her, there was already a look of gloating in their eyes. She became angry and slapped Jing Tian'er on the face.
A few clear finger marks suddenly appeared on Jing Tian'er's delicate face. Jing Tian'er didn't even frown, with a sweet but cold smile on her lips, "Isn't it uncomfortable to steal other people's things? Stealing other people's men.
Isn’t it even more uncomfortable? As the seed left behind by a man who stole someone else’s house, it’s even more uncomfortable, right?”
"You——" Jing Anran raised his hand to hit again, but his wrist was grabbed from behind.
"Who..." She was about to go crazy, but when she looked back, she was startled at first, then shrank, and then her angry and ferocious expression immediately changed into a charming and charming smile, "Young Master Duan, why are you here?"
Jing Tian'er looked at her magical face-changing skills and praised her - she is indeed the daughter raised by her mistress. This shameless skill, wow!
Duan Lvhen let go of her wrist, frowned slightly, took out a tissue and wiped his hand, as if he disliked Jing Anran for soiling her hands.
After wiping, he raised his hand and the paper towel fell into the trash can in the corner of the classroom. Jing Anran was so embarrassed by Duan Luhen's series of actions that his face turned red.
Duan Luhen didn't even look at her, he leaned over to check Jing Tian'er's face, "Does it hurt?"
"..." Jing Tian'er looked at him without saying anything.
"You all get out." He said these five words quietly, and only he and Jing Tian'er were left in the classroom.
