Love Letter
The pair of cousins threw Jing Yun Zhao an expression of surprise while she returned the clothes to the woman, “I cannot accept the gift; bring it back to the shop and get a refund.”
She wasn’t being polite towards w.a.n.g Xin Fang. She just didn’t like to take advantage of people.
If their relations.h.i.+p had already been confirmed, it might be normal for them to return politeness with politeness. If so, she might not reject her good intentions, but the problem was that the results weren’t out yet.
w.a.n.g Xin Fang paled, looking to be on the verge of collapsing, “Xiao Yun, Mom doesn’t have any other intentions, I just want to fulfil my responsibilities as a mother. I haven’t bought you any clothes after so many years, and you are at the age when you should doll up. Mom just wants to make you happy…”
When she finished speaking, w.a.n.g Xin Fang took out the clothes from inside the bag and held it up, gesturing towards her, “Look at this skirt, it’s so pretty. Xiao Yun, your skin is so fair that it will definitely suit you…”
The piece of clothing was pink and lacey. The sweet and cute style didn’t seem to suit Jing Yun Zhao at all.
With Jing Yun Zhao’s appearance and figure, she could dominate any style of clothes. The only turning point was her cold and aloof aura, and even if she looked good in this skirt, it would still feel weird.
If this was worn by Su Chu instead, maybe only then they would complement each other.
“Auntie w.a.n.g,” Jing Yun Zhao called, “this style is towards the cute side. I believe your two daughters can wear it, so it’s better if you bring it back, and it’s not early anymore. I still need to go to school…”
“No no no, I bought this for you; you have to keep it…Xiao Yun you can relax, your two younger sisters definitely won’t fight you for anything. I will teach them properly. Wait till the test results are out, and you can move back home with us during the weekend. I’ve already prepared an individual room for you and won’t let you suffer…” w.a.n.g Xin Fang explained in a hurry. “I know your grades are good. You are the one with the best future prospects in our family. Study well, I won’t delay you..”
Once she was done, she once again stuffed the clothing back into Jing Yun Zhao’s arms before she turned around and ran.
Her urgent silhouette was as if she was afraid Jing Yun Zhao would chase after her. Su Chu and Gan Jin Chen who were watching were both dumbstruck.
“Biao-jie…what did she mean? Why did she call herself…your mother…” Su Chu pointed at w.a.n.g Xin Fang’s back figure and asked.
Gan Jin Chen immediately nudged Su Chu, “Yun Zhao, you alright?”
Even an idiot could see that Qiao Wei Min and that woman weren’t from the same family. It was highly possible that she could be Jing Yun Zhao’s biological mother. No wonder when Xiao Hai Qing called them yesterday, she kept stuttering and couldn’t speak properly. Turns out she was worried that Jing Yun Zhao would be down because of this matter.
“I’m alright,” the person in question shook her head and turned around to go back to the apartment to temporarily leave the skirt there.
If she didn’t accept this thing, w.a.n.g Xin Fang might even go to her school to look for her. She also never thought that things would be so troublesome.
Actually, w.a.n.g Xin fang and Jing Tie Jun could very likely have a blood relations.h.i.+p with her, but she didn’t know why she couldn’t bring up her enthusiasm towards these two people. She even subconsciously wanted to stay away from them. (Kyo: always listen to your instincts!!! | Ome: TRUUUU!!!! F them)
Jing Yun Zhao let out a sigh and was silent for the entire journey to school.
A new semester, a new year, but to Jing Yun Zhao, there wasn’t too much of a difference.
She had chosen the liberal arts and sciences division in her past life, and their cla.s.ses were rea.s.signed after the second half of her semester in her first year of high school. Therefore, the status quo didn’t change much. Her cla.s.smates didn’t change, and the cla.s.s monitor didn’t change either. At most, a couple of teachers in charge of different subjects were switched.
Jing Yun Zhao’s homeroom teacher was Teacher Ji as usual; the moment they reached school, they were directed to do some a.s.sessment worksheets.
The only difference that made Jing Yun Zhao feel shocked about was that, unbeknownst to her when, someone had hidden a love letter and breakfast in the drawer under her table.