Chapter 1285 True and Fake Daughter of Gold (3)

The people in the class only knew that the original owner had asked for leave, but they didn't know why, so no one was surprised that Chuzheng came back to class.

Instead, it was the head teacher who suddenly called her to the office.

The head teacher must know about such a big thing.

"How have you been these two days?" the head teacher said in a gentle tone.

"fine."

"The teacher can't say anything, but don't be too stressed. We don't want this to happen, right? If you have any questions, you can go to the teacher, okay?"

"Um."

Seeing that Chuzheng didn't want to talk, the head teacher said nothing more and asked her to go back to class.

-

The original owner and Yan Xia... No, they should be called Du Xia now... The original owner and Du Xia went to the same school. They didn't know each other before. They were in the same grade and in different classes, so they basically had no contact with each other.

But the original owner had heard of this person.

The original owner had excellent grades, and even though he had a bit of an arrogant temper, he was still loved by the teachers.

Du Xia was different. She had poor grades and often caused trouble. She formed gangs in school, bullied students, collected protection money, and so on.

In the eyes of teachers, they are equivalent to problem students.

Chuzheng was returning from the office and had to pass by Du Xia's class.

She happened to see Du Xia sitting at the back of the class, wearing a new brand of clothes that the original owner liked before, holding things and distributing them to the classmates surrounding her.

The Du family's parents are well-educated and their appearance is not bad, but I don't know if it is because Du Xia has lived at the bottom for more than ten years, and there is a bit of anger between her eyebrows, which affects her appearance and gives people a bad feeling.

Chuzheng looked away and walked towards her class.

"stop!"

Du Xia saw her from the back door and suddenly scolded her.

Even though the identities were reversed, the classmates were still those classmates. Du Xia's words caused her class to become silent for an instant, and everyone looked outside.

Du Xia walked out of the back door in a few steps and saw that the man did not stop. He went directly to stop her: "Du Chuzheng, I told you to stop! Are you deaf?"

Chuzheng put her hands in her trouser pockets and asked casually, "Is something wrong?"

If you tell me to stop, I will stop?

Is my boss’s face just papery?

"Du..." Du Xia paused: "I should call you Yan Chuzheng now. How are you living there?"

Chuzheng said calmly: "Not bad."

Du Xia: "..."

Du Xia originally thought that she, who was pampered, would collapse, become angry, and resentful...

Then she can vent properly.

But she didn't.

She was as calm as if nothing had happened.

Du Xia clenched her hands. She could obviously grow up in Du's family, but it was because of her that she had to live in that place for more than ten years.

Du Xia sneered and said mockingly: "Stop pretending, how good can that damn place be?"

Chuzheng was impatient: "What's the matter with you?"

The school bell rang just in time.

Du Xia snorted softly: "When school is over in the afternoon, wait for me at the back door of the school. If you dare to run away, try."

Du Xia dropped these words and entered the classroom.

Chuzheng: "..."

Are people so confident nowadays?

Why do you think I will listen to her?

I won’t take the back door!

I'll take the main entrance!

If you can, block me at the front door!

-

When Chu Zheng returned to class, He Shan looked sad. Seeing her return, he became even more cautious and hesitated to speak.

There is no teacher in this class, everyone is studying by themselves.

He Shan looked like an ADHD child next to her.

Finally, He Shan plucked up the courage: "Chuchu, let's go shopping after school, will you go?"

"Not going."

"..."

"Chuchu, these are the notes from before. Do you want to read them?"

"Um."

"..."

He Shan failed to find a topic several times, so she lay on the table and drew, glancing at Chu Zheng from time to time.

Chuzheng didn't think there was any problem.

He Shan is the original owner's deskmate, and she cares about the original owner, not her.

So she didn't need to give much response.

During class, Chuzheng was basically in a daze, listening to every word of what the teacher said.

After finally getting to school in the afternoon, Chuzheng picked up her schoolbag and left.

"Hey, Chuchu, wait for me!"

"Shanshan, aren't we going shopping? Why are you running!" He Shan was grabbed by someone.

Chuzheng had already walked out of the classroom and was blocked by students.

Chuzheng quickly went downstairs and left the school.

Du Xia?

Just wait for yourself!

She doesn't want to play with her now.

The place where Yan's father and Yan's mother lived was far away from the school. When Chuzheng returned to the vicinity of the tube building, many people had returned from get off work, and the smell of fireworks was everywhere.

The buildings in this area are low and dilapidated by the passage of time. Ropes have been pulled up in the corridors, and all kinds of clothes are hung on them.

When Chuzheng returned home, Yan's father and Yan's mother were not back yet.

They come back at different times, sometimes early and sometimes late. Chuzheng puts the things on the table, eats them and goes directly to the room.

It was an hour after Chuzheng heard something moving outside. Someone walked to the door and called out after a while: "Daughter, are you back?"

Chuzheng responded.

"The things on the table..."

"Eat it."

There was no sound outside, and it took a while for Chuzheng to hear the footsteps leaving.

The next morning, Chuzheng found that those things were not moved. Maybe she was worried about the money, or maybe she wanted to leave it for her to eat.

-

She didn't wait for Du Xia after school yesterday afternoon, so she was blocked outside the school early in the morning.

Du Xia and two girls stopped her very arrogantly.

"Okay." Even though Du Xia was wearing exquisite clothes, he still couldn't get rid of the attitude of a gangster: "You dared not come yesterday afternoon, how brave you are!"

"It's okay." Chuzheng said politely and modestly.

"..." Du Xia sighed: "Yan Chuzheng, you have robbed me of things for so many years, and now you are still showing off to me? The life you live now is the life I lived every day before. How do you feel?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

The wrong thing is beyond the control of the original owner.

"Why does it have nothing to do with you?" Du Xia obviously felt that this matter was her fault. A trace of resentment flashed in her eyes: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have grown up in such an environment."

Du Xia was taken back to Du's house and saw everything in Du's house and the room she lived in. The things in it were things she had never dared to imagine before.

And all this was enjoyed by another for more than ten years.

Chuzheng: "You should blame your parents for not being careful. What's the use of blaming me?"

Du Xia didn't even listen to what Chu Zheng said: "You have enjoyed my things for so many years. These are all things you owe me."

Du Xia knew in her heart that she was not to blame for the wrong thing.

But Du Xia just couldn't stand her, and he hated her father and mother. If they hadn't made a mistake...she would be the princess living in the castle.

Chuzheng was silent for a few seconds and then made a serious suggestion: "I suggest you go see a doctor."

It’s easy to lose oneself even if you get rich suddenly!

This is a disease and must be cured.