Zhou Ru: Who Did Bo Yanchen Think He Was?

Zhou Sixue went to consult Old Huang about suing the people who had spread the rumors.

Ji Chuxing went outside and frowned at the contact name on her phone, "Xingbao's brother." She felt a twitch in her forehead.

She didn't answer until the call was about to disconnect automatically. Her face expressionless, she said, "What?"

On the other end, Bo Yanchen froze, his hand unconsciously fingering his prayer beads. "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Hmph!" The corners of Ji Chuxing's lips curved up, and a row of little tufts of hair bobbed along with them. "Second Master Bo, you sure like to meddle."

It was one thing for him to have gone to the police station and gotten her out yesterday, but with today's posts, she had only hacked the one spreading rumors about Zhou Sixue. She hadn't lifted a finger afterward.

Then his message had arrived: Pay attention in class. Leave everything else to your brother.

So the later posts that showed all the profile pictures were his doing.

Bo Yanchen raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Didn't you say you didn't like calling me master?"

Ji Chuxing fell silent for a moment, then cracked the milk tablet in her mouth between her teeth. "You're old. I respect you."

"I'm old?" Bo Yanchen laughed in exasperation.

Ji Chuxing looked utterly serious. "I'm seventeen, and you're twenty-four. That's a seven-year difference. People say there's a generation gap every three years, so we have two generation gaps."

Bo Yanchen couldn't even argue back. He was so exasperated that he laughed.

"Fine, I'm old. Only our Xingbao is young. Sigh, I raised a little girl for nothing. After doing so much, I didn't hear a single word of thanks, and on top of that, she made fun of me for being old."

Ji Chuxing said, "...I was stating a fact."

She hadn't made fun of him.

Second Master Bo wasn't going to argue with a little girl. So much had happened over the past two days that he was worried it might affect her state of mind. "I'm waiting for you at the school gate. Come out, and I'll take you to eat."

Ji Chuxing's attention, however, wasn't on her phone.

Just now, Zhou Ru had passed by on the other side of the flower bed. Through a row of lush green plants, she had heard her talking on the phone.

"Xingbao?" Bo Yanchen frowned.

Ji Chuxing murmured in acknowledgment. "Wait a bit. I'll be right out."

With that, she hung up and headed for the administration building.

Zhou Ru actually didn't know that Ji Chuxing had already been safe and sound since last night. Yesterday, she had thought about withdrawing Ji Chuxing from school, and it hadn't been just a passing thought.

That morning, she had already made arrangements with a boarding high school in the countryside.

Once Ji Chuxing was withdrawn from school, Zhou Ru would send her straight to the new school as soon as she got out of the police station. It happened to be a place that disciplined problem students, so it suited her.

She really wasn't suited to Nanzhong.

Everyone here was an elite; the children of South City's wealthy and influential families all went to school here. With Ji Chuxing's temper, offending any of them would be bad for the Wen Family.

It would make her lose even more face.

Before things got out of hand, she had to withdraw Ji Chuxing as quickly as possible and send her back to board at a school in a county town in the countryside.

She could get married as soon as she graduated from high school.

It would be best if she never came to South City again for the rest of her life.

At worst, Zhou Ru would give her twenty thousand yuan a year for living expenses. She really couldn't afford to lose face like this.

The principal's office.

The principal was a little surprised after hearing why Zhou Ru had come.

Could it be that Madam Wen had no idea Student Ji had helped the police and still thought she had been taken in for committing an offense?

In that case, last night, she hadn't cared at all and hadn't even asked what had happened.

The principal's expression grew a little complicated, and he was even a little angry.

As a result, his tone wasn't very pleasant either. "Madam Wen, I'm afraid you don't really know the truth of the matter."

"What?" Zhou Ru was completely baffled. "She's done something like this, and I really can't bring myself to say much more to you. Let's just withdraw her quietly."

Before the principal could answer, a girl's voice came from the doorway, full of scorn and indignation.

"Auntie, forgive me for speaking frankly, but what kind of mother are you? No wonder you never showed up when God Ji was at the police station last night. You... I really feel it's unfair to God Ji!"

It was Zhou Sixue. She had just finished discussing hiring a lawyer with Old Huang and was about to come to the principal's office to talk about it, but she hadn't expected to hear such words.

Zhao Feifei had come along too. She rolled her eyes. "Little Sisi, don't waste your breath on her. This old witch is both brain-dead and an idiot. How could she know that God Ji got a medal personally awarded by Director Qin for bravely standing up for justice? Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a waste of a perfectly good pair of eyes!"

Zhou Ru had yet to recover from something so far outside her understanding, but Zhao Feifei's words sent her anger surging. Just as she was about to blow up, Teacher Huang suddenly reminded her, "Excuse me, you're Madam Wen, right? You're no longer Student Ji's guardian. Her guardian is Mr. Bo."

Although this matter seemed to have been mentioned, and Ji Chuxing had also thrown money at her and said she was cutting ties with her, Zhou Ru hadn't taken any of it seriously.

She had merely regarded it as Ji Chuxing throwing a one-sided tantrum.

Cut ties?

Parents were never in the wrong. Even if she had misunderstood Ji Chuxing somewhat at first, Ji Chuxing still couldn't take it upon herself to cut ties with her.

Hearing Old Huang say that, she said scornfully, "I'm her mother. The Mr. Bo you're talking about is Bo Yanchen, isn't he? Who does he think he is?"