Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 552 -552: I Am Your Sister (7)

Chapter 552 -552: I Am Your Sister (7)

Song Jing stood at the front gate with his hands clasped, thinking Chuzheng understood he was there for her, yet he watched as the girl quietly packed up her things and left through the back door.

Song Jing: “…”

Song Jing had never been ignored like this before.

His impression of Shen Chuzheng wasn’t good, not just because she didn’t fit in with their circle, but more so because of Bai Yuyao.

In the past, when she saw him, she would always lower her head, but never had she turned and walked away like she did now.

“Shen Chuzheng!”

Song Jing called out.

The girl walked even faster.

Song Jing pushed through the girls surrounding him and chased after her in the corridor.

“Stop following me! I’ve already broken off the engagement, Song classmate, behave yourself!” Chuzheng said coldly, turned out of the classroom door, and went straight downstairs.

Song Jing froze on the spot, undecided about whether to follow or not.

–

Chuzheng hurried out of the school.

The school was a hotbed of trouble; she needed to get far away.

Chuzheng walked quickly; a car approached from behind and almost hit her.

Lin Yang greeted her with a smile.

Chuzheng looked back and saw someone in the back seat; her wild brother, Shen Ming, was also there.

Chuzheng: “…”

Couldn’t they give her a break?

Good Person Card.

Good Person Card.

Good Person Card.

Chuzheng got into the car, and Shen Ming sat upright in the back, like a noble from the royal court, his elegance and privilege making it seem like granting a glance was an act of grace.

Shen Ming glanced at her slightly, sparing her a sliver of his gaze.

His deep voice asked, “Why are you walking so fast?”

“There’s a pervert,” Chuzheng replied unflinchingly, bestowing Song Jing with a title.

“Someone’s harassing you?” Shen Ming frowned slightly, but his expression didn’t change much; it was hard to tell if he was angry or confused.

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

“Are you annoying?” Chuzheng’s patience wore thin after answering two questions: “Why all the questions?”

“I have the right to ask about your affairs,” Shen Ming replied seriously: “You’re my sister.”

“I’m your sister, not your pet. Why are you so meddlesome?” The Good Person Card should act the part!

Shen Ming’s lashes drooped slightly; he hummed a response and did not dwell on this topic.

“What would you like to eat?”

“What do you want from me?”

The girl clutching her backpack spoke aggressively, her words laced with impatience and irritation.

“I’m taking you to lunch,” Shen Ming said: “What would you like to eat?”

Remembering she couldn’t just simply disregard the Good Person Card, Chuzheng replied slowly: “Anything.”

Shen Ming nodded for Lin Yang to drive.

“Do you have anything you want to ask me?” Shen Ming initiated conversation with Chuzheng.

“Do you think I’m a good person?” Chuzheng asked at once, eager to understand his thoughts—to find the right remedy!

Shen Ming: “???”

Shen Ming’s silence conveyed his confusion.

This question was off the mark, not part of his plan.

His sister was asking him if she was a good person?

What kind of question was that?

“You don’t like me?” Shen Ming suddenly concluded.

“Why should I like you?” Chuzheng retorted.

“I’m your brother.”

“Technically, yes.” So what? Am I supposed to like you for that?

Shen Ming met Chuzheng’s cold gaze and said: “It’s been five years since I left the Shen Family. It’s okay that you haven’t seen me and feel unfamiliar; you’ll get used to me eventually.”

“Oh.”

Chuzheng withdrew her gaze, showing no curiosity about why he had left for five years, why the Shen Family had not told her she had a brother, nor did she care who he was.

This was the conclusion Shen Ming drew in his heart.

“Your engagement with Song Jing…”

“I’ve already handled that, no need to bring it up again.”

“…” Thinking of her method of solving the problem, Shen Ming fell silent for two seconds, then asked with ambiguous meaning, “Didn’t you like Song Jing? Knowing you were engaged to him, why did you so easily call it off?”

Chuzheng: “You’ve never met me, how would you know if I liked Song Jing?”

“It’s not difficult.”

As to why it wasn’t difficult, Shen Ming did not elaborate.

Shen Ming crossed his arms in front of his body, “If you don’t want to back out, I can help you.”

“Don’t cause trouble for me.” Who would not want to call off the engagement?!

Having finally thrown away six million, and now this person wants to bring it back for her?

Was he here to oppose her?

Shen Ming: “…”

–

During the meal, Shen Ming did not speak again, and Chuzheng was glad for the quiet, the two of them finishing their meal in silence.

Shen Ming received an unexpected call and could not take Chuzheng back to school, only having Lin Yang take her.

After dropping her off, Lin Yang returned.

“President Shen.”

Shen Ming shifted his gaze from the computer: “Did she say anything?”

“Nothing at all.”

Shen Ming took out a box from the drawer and pushed it towards Lin Yang, “Give this to her.”

Lin Yang opened it and took a look: “President Shen…”

Shen Ming glanced at Lin Yang, who immediately swallowed the rest of his sentence.

–

Perhaps Chuzheng holding a knife had left a deep impression on everyone; that afternoon, aside from gossip about the ‘engagement’, and the occasional pointing and murmuring, no one troubled her.

If Song Jing hadn’t blocked her after school, her afternoon would have been quite pleasant.

After school, the teacher kept her to understand the morning incident about her classmates claiming she had a knife, and also showed concern for her well-being, asking her not to neglect her studies.

When Chuzheng emerged, most of the school had cleared out.

“Shen Chuzheng, I need to talk to you.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.” Chuzheng walked past him expressionlessly.

Song Jing grabbed her arm and pulled her back, “Shouldn’t you explain to me, the way you insulted my mother in the café?”

Chuzheng shook off his hand, her eyes calmly fixed on him, “I don’t need to explain what I do to you, we have no relationship whatsoever.”

“Is this how the Shen Family taught you?” Song Jing scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain.

“If there’s nothing else, get out of the way.”

Even a good dog doesn’t block the path!

Song Jing grew angry but remembered the important issue, and restraining his disgust said, “The matter of calling off the engagement, did you spread it all over the school?”

“The video, are you blind?” Sick people need treatment!

Song Jing was certain it was Chuzheng’s doing: “The video showed nothing, if you hadn’t said it, how would others know what happened?” It was just a video, with no context or aftermath, how could anyone assume it was about calling off an engagement?

Now people were saying he was the one who got dumped, he didn’t care about that, but he had a girlfriend now.

It would somehow make Yuyao feel wronged.

“I warn you, Shen Chuzheng, you must tell them that it’s all nonsense from you, that you and I never had an engagement, understood?”

Chuzheng tilted her head, “Lying is wrong.”

“You and I never had anything to do with each other, I didn’t even know about this engagement, you calling it off…”

Chuzheng touched her wrist.

It’s been said, not me!

Not! Me!

So annoying.

Just be done with it.

Chuzheng’s hand lashed out with a swift slap, Song Jing sensing danger, stopped talking and instinctively dodged.

As a result, the blow landed on the back of Song Jing’s neck, his expression froze, and the next second his eyes rolled back as he fainted.

Chuzheng stepped back, with Song Jing collapsing to the ground, his head hitting the floor with a dull thud.

Chuzheng: “…” Knocked out cold.