Chapter 12: No

Chapter 12

Unlike Xu Zhiyi's focus, what Zuo Zhiyu heard was: 'Dad...sent me away...give up guardianship...'

"No!!!"

He sat up abruptly, didn't even have time to put on his clothes, and firmly grabbed Quan Zhisui's shoulders. He tried his best to restrain his anger after being woken up, and forcibly made himself look kind.

Zuo Zhiyu took a deep breath, his voice gentle: "Good daughter, I'm your dad! How could you leave your dad? You are dad's good daughter, dad's first child, dad's precious darling!"

Xu Zhiyi was shocked, with an expression on her face like she had swallowed a fly.

Quan Zhisui tilted her head, pretending to be innocent as she asked: "Then why were you yelling at me? I just wanted to say good morning to dad."

Zuo Zhiyu immediately smiled along, with an extremely exaggerated smile: "Good morning! Of course it's good morning! Dad wants to say good morning to you too!"

"Okay dad, then I'm going to school!" Quan Zhisui waved with her school bag on her back.

"Good good! Have a good day at school!" Zuo Zhiyu didn't dare miss a word, keeping his voice loud, forcibly maintaining enthusiasm.

After Quan Zhisui left, Xu Zhiyi rushed over to close the door, then angrily walked back, picked up a pillow and started hitting Zuo Zhiyu.

"What do you mean? Didn't you hear what she just said?!" She desperately released her dissatisfaction.

But Zuo Zhiyu's good temper was gone. He yelled even more irritably than her: "Enough! Shut up!"

Xu Zhiyi's chest heaved angrily: "Zuo Zhiyu, why do you have to bring her back?! I've been with you for so many years, that little bitch called me a mistress, and you still..."

"Weren't you before?!" Zuo Zhiyu retorted, his face also becoming fierce: "I warn you, make another fuss and we'll divorce! Get out of the Zuo family!"

Xu Zhiyi instantly didn't dare to speak again. Her only reliance was Zuo Zhiyu. If Zuo Zhiyu drove her away, she would have nothing left.

She couldn't bear to give up the Zuo family's wealth and the aristocratic life she had enjoyed over the years.

"Dear, I was just mad, I didn't mean to get angry with you." Xu Zhiyi immediately changed her attitude, pitifully leaning over to massage Zuo Zhiyu's temples.

Zuo Zhiyu, in a bad mood, didn't speak, resting with eyes closed.

Xu Zhiyi didn't dare make another sound either.

...

When Quan Zhisui walked downstairs, she met Gu Lan at the stairs on the second floor.

At this moment, Gu Lan was in a state of shock, having obviously heard the voices from the third floor just now.

The sound Quan Zhisui made slamming the door was so loud, and the door remained open the whole time. Xu Zhiyi was yelling loudly with penetrating power, Zuo Zhiyu's roars were unrestrained...

It would be strange not to hear anything.

"Good morning, Aunt Gu. I'm going to school now." Quan Zhisui greeted her calmly.

What to do? She didn't finish her homework yesterday.

Kong Mingze wasn't late today. Holding two milk teas, he walked into the classroom: "Class monitor! I brought you milk tea!"

"Did you do your homework?" Zhuge Ying asked.

Kong Mingze drooped his face: "Choose between homework and milk tea."

Zhuge Ying: "Milk tea."

"That's my monitor!" Kong Mingze grinned, then walked to the back row: "Quan Zhisui, there's also one for you."

"Thanks, I'll also treat you to one at lunch." Quan Zhisui said, then listlessly slumped over the desk.

Kong Mingze: "What's up with you, why so down?"

Quan Zhisui looked at him hesitantly: "You never do homework, is that okay?"

Kong Mingze scratched his head: "I don't want to do it. And I can't figure it out anyway."

Quan Zhisui: "Then what's the point of going to school?"

Kong Mingze: "Uh..."

Quan Zhisui changed the question: "Aren't you taking the college entrance exam either?"

Kong Mingze thought for a bit: "I'll take it, but I have a backup plan. If I don't get in, I'll go home and help my parents run their hot pot restaurant, heh heh!"

Quan Zhisui: "Oh..."

So enviable.

Just then, the subject representatives started collecting homework. When they got to Quan Zhisui, she didn't hand in assignments for three subjects. The class rep didn't say anything, as if used to this kind of situation.

Quan Zhisui pulled Kong Mingze and asked softly: "Is it okay that I didn't hand in homework?"

Kong Mingze: "Well, it's a key high school, studying is up to you."

Quan Zhisui was even more surprised: "Then why did the monitor specially ask you?"

It made her think not doing homework was a big deal yesterday, up until a minute ago her whole being was panicked.

Kong Mingze looked aggrieved: "I know right! Collecting homework isn't even her job, why does she ask me about it every day?!"

Quan Zhisui: "Special attention..."

Just then, a figure walked over from the front row, voice cold:

"Quan Zhisui, you didn't hand in homework for three subjects."

It was Wei Shixu.