The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Su Jin lay on her back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, now he has no excuse to haunt her anymore.

After thinking about it, she put the phone under the pillow, rolled up the quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.

This night seemed too long.

In the early morning, the sun is like a bath, and it is another day of bright sunshine.

Su Jin simply washed up, packed up and changed clothes, and prepared to go back to school.

The atmosphere of the Su family today is quite different, the two brothers miraculously did not make things difficult for her.

Su Jiao noticed Su Jin who entered the restaurant, and acted as if she was transparent, drinking the porridge by herself.

"Jin'er, you can still get used to school this month." Father Su is very satisfied with the family atmosphere today, this is a happy family.

Su Jin took her seat, observed the third mother and her son who were harboring ulterior motives, and said, "It's okay, I'm going to Class Seven now."

Father Su was surprised, "Why did you change classes so well? Did the school force you?"

Su Sicheng stood up quickly, "I'm going to find the principal right now. How can the school let you change classes at such an important moment in the third year of high school?"

"Dad, I asked for it on my own initiative." Su Jin took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, "Class Seven is pretty good."

"I know that in No. [-] Middle School, Class No. [-] is full of playboys who only know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long. Most of them come to the school to waste time. In this kind of learning atmosphere, you will be led astray by them." Su Sicheng said worriedly.

"She doesn't look like an obedient student." Su Jiao muttered.

"No, I can't just sit idly by. Although our Su family doesn't need any bully to act as a facade, they will bully you in a smoky class like Class Seven." Su Sicheng couldn't eat breakfast anymore, and said firmly: "I'm going to do it right now. Go find the school."

"Brother, I like being in class seven." Su Jin said calmly.

Su Sicheng's expression froze, and he was ready to leave aggressively. Hearing Su Jin's understatement of liking, he sat back on the chair, "Xiao Jin, do you like Class Seven?"

Su Jin took another bite of the steamed stuffed bun, her mouth was stuffed, "Yeah."

Su Sicheng sighed softly, wiped her mouth with a tissue, "Well, it's fine if you like it, the seventh class is the seventh class, after the college entrance examination, we will donate two buildings to the first school, and they will agree You entered school."

"Two buildings?" Mrs. Su was the first to object, "For Su Jin, even if she is allowed to enter the first school, it will be a joke in the capital at that time. The purchased degree is really embarrassing."

Su Sicheng turned a deaf ear to his mother's objections, and still looked at his sister with a pleasing expression, "Don't feel pressured, just be happy at school, and the next thing, big brother will prepare for you."

Su Jin chewed the bun in her mouth, feeling mixed feelings in her heart. This Su Sicheng didn't seem to be a fake show of false affection for her, but he really felt a little affectionate.

Just, what is he planning?
As an illegitimate daughter of his own, he couldn't see any value in himself.

Could it be the kind of family affection he said?

Su Jin couldn't help but want to laugh, this kind of worthless thing is worth his heart and soul?
"Xiao Jin, do you like steamed stuffed buns?" Su Sicheng noticed that she had eaten a whole basket in one go, and brought her another basket with a smile on his face.

"Brother, I want to eat too." Su Jiao glared viciously at the steaming steamed bun in front of Su Jin, her partiality was too obvious.

Su Sicheng said, "Not anymore."

Su Jin was dumbfounded, "In front of her is not—"

"Xiao Jin, eat." Su Sicheng was really afraid that Su Jiao would come and snatch it, so he stuffed everything into Su Jin's bowl.

"Big brother!"

Su Sicheng glanced at her, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

"I'm full." Su Jin left a sentence, picked up her bag and ran out of Su's house.

"There are no rules at all." Mrs. Su snorted softly.

Su Jin left the Su's house and let out a long breath.

"Miss Su." The sudden appearance of a person startled her.

Su Jin turned around warily.

A Maybach leaned quietly on the side of the road, and the driver in formal clothes waited respectfully beside the car, and then opened the rear door.

Su Jin recognized that flamboyant license plate, who can hang five ones in the capital, except for the young fourth master of the Sheng family, who else has such a license plate.

Sheng Liting walked out of the car door, his expression was tepid, calm as if in a pool of stagnant water.

Su Jin didn't understand why he appeared in front of her house early in the morning. Didn't they end their conversation happily last night?

Sheng Liting took the initiative to approach, and hooked the corners of his lips with a half-smile, "You're right, the clothes are indeed from Louis Vuitton, but you paid too much."

"Too much, as medical expenses." Su Jin blurted out these words almost without thinking about them.

Sheng Liting repeated her words with great interest, "Medical expenses?"

Su Jin was at a loss for words for a moment, she seemed to regard the dignified little fourth master as an ordinary person who caught a lot of people on the street.

Sheng Liting approached her step by step, "You are indeed different from those superficial women, every word you say surprises me."

Su Jin was forced to step back, "Little Fourth Master, if I say something wrong, I can correct it."

"No, you're right." Sheng Liting stopped and approached, he had already taken so many steps, could it be that she couldn't hold back her purpose and revealed it?

"I'm going to be late." Su Jin lowered her head, she really resisted this man's approach from the bottom of her heart.

Walking with a tiger is beyond self-control.

If he knew that he was the one playing tricks on him, ten lives might not be enough for him to play with.

Sheng Liting could see from her dodging eyes that she couldn't hold back, was it because of her approaching that she was ready to move?
I've given you a chance, shouldn't you just go along with this scene and act well.

"Have you eaten yet?" Sheng Liting asked suddenly.

Unsure of what he was thinking, Su Jin nodded.

Sheng Liting said, "I haven't eaten yet."

Su Jin frowned, and cursed in her heart: What does it have to do with me whether you eat or not?
"Since you said it was medical expenses, you have subconsciously recognized that I am your savior. Now that your benefactor is hungry, you know what to do."

"..." How could there be such a brazen person in this world.

Sheng Liting walked towards the car, "What are you doing in a daze? Aren't you going to school? Stop by."

Su Jin frowned even tighter now.

Finally, she got into the car.

Sheng Liting took out a disinfectant tissue and wiped his hands repeatedly, even under the nails.

Su Jin secretly glanced at his red hands that were corroded by disinfectant, and said, "Dirty?"

"Not dirty?"

Su Jin said: "When I was young, I was thrown into a cesspit, a pigsty, and a stinky ditch. You are not dirty, but—"

She didn't dare to say any more, and almost said the word hypocritical bluntly.

Sheng Liting shouted, "Stop."

Su Jin didn't understand why.

Sheng Liting looked at her, "Get out of the car."