Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

"Oh, my nanny is back from buying groceries."

Afterwards, she instructed the housekeeper to ask Mr. Zheng to move the car aside to make way for the ladies.

Bai Fan rushed forward and asked Ye Su for an explanation:

"Why did we ask your uncle Zheng to come over to get the household registration book? You don't treat him well. They are all neighbors."

Ye Su glanced at the old man sitting in the driver's seat——

Oh, isn’t he just the “neighbor” who comes to their Ye family every few days to play chess?

Ye Su said sarcastically:

"He is your neighbor, but not our neighbor."

**

As for Lin Xi, she was still guarding the door of the Zheng family's old house. Unfortunately, she didn't get to see Mr. Zheng in the end.

She has always been very competitive and was afraid of falling behind in her studies, so Xiao Ran connected with her via video and took a class remotely, which did not delay her.

Video phones consume power quickly. When her phone was running low and she couldn’t find Mr. Zheng, she had to hang up the video and get in the car to charge it.

As soon as she plugged in the charger, she opened WeChat and saw the message Xiao Ran had sent her:

[Xixi, I saw the sales link of Black Soil Rose Salt. This must be the promotional activity you arranged! ]

She looked at Lin Chenhui with some confusion. Her father just understood but didn't know the person called Heitu, and it was even more impossible for her to contact Lin Heitu.

"Dad, did we do marketing promotion on Station B? Brother Xiao Ran said he saw the link."

Lin Chenhui replied:

"No."

Then he said uncertainly:

"We held a new product launch this morning, and all those dealers came to participate and placed a lot of orders. I guess it was because of the link they posted."

"Oh."

Lin Xi didn't think much about it. After exiting Xiao Ran's chat interface, she saw that Mr. Zheng had replied to her message and screamed:

"Dad, Mr. Zheng sent me a reply!"

Lin Xi immediately sent a WeChat message back to Mr. Zheng:

【OK. 】

Mr. Zheng was waiting for Bai Fan to handle the household registration transfer procedures. When he saw the message from Lin Xi, he immediately thought of being rejected from the Lin family.

Except for Daiyu, most people in this family are probably not good people. When he saw the news, he deleted Lin Xi as a friend.

Lin Xi thought that Mr. Zheng was also in South City, so she sent him a message:

[Mr. Zheng, is it convenient for me to come to Nancheng to find you? ]

The message is sent, and a string of exclamation marks is displayed:

[Zheng Xiuqing has enabled friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first...]

"Dad, Mr. Zheng deleted me!"

If Lin Xi never got it, she wouldn't be too sad, because she was used to it. They came to Shuangxi Town almost every day, but they never met Mr. Zheng.

However, she finally added Mr. Zheng on WeChat, but was deleted. It felt like you finally bought a lottery ticket and won hundreds of millions, but then accidentally lost the ticket.

**

Class 1 classroom of Nancheng No. 6 Middle School.

During the break, Xia Meng opened the backend order with some trepidation. After returning home at noon and seeing the new product launch of Lin’s Pharmaceuticals, her heart sank.

When she opened the backend, she saw that the orders had not decreased, but had increased compared to the day before:

"Sister Lin, this is really strange. Maybe those consumers mistook the product for the wrong one. It's even more popular today."

Daiyu had seen the hot scenes in the bullet screen and comment area, she just smiled and said:

"I've already said, don't worry, a good ironsmith must have strong skills. Besides, who says that only they can sell this product?"

Xia Meng nodded and replied:

"Yes, and their retail price for a box is 888 yuan, so we have too much conscience."

Daiyu replied:

"We are passing on the real benefits to consumers, while they are working for advertising."

Xia Meng nodded and said:

"You're right. I see our display stands, LED screens, and Han Xuefei. Her endorsement fee must be very expensive."

Daiyu thought of the photo Xia Meng sent her at noon and asked:

"Xia Meng, you said your mother has put Lin's Pharmaceutical's Rose Salt on the shelves?"

Xia Meng:

"Correct."

Daiyu said:

"Bring a box of the other party's samples to me tomorrow and let me see it. The purchase fee will be paid from our account."

It is said that knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Daiyu was also curious about what kind of rose saltpeter Ye Su and his team would make.

After school, Huang Siyu arrived at Class 1 of Grade 3 on time.

Daiyu put on her schoolbag and walked out of the school with her.

At the school gate, there was a gray-haired old woman standing at the corner of the wall, holding a half-new snakeskin bag in one hand and holding a little girl with the other hand. The little girl had a bruised face.

The two men may have been traveling for a long time, they were sweating profusely, and there were a lot of mud splashed on their trouser legs.

Seeing Huang Siyu coming, she waved at her and shouted with a strong dialect accent:

"A-mei, A-mei!"

After school, a group of students crowded together at the school gate. When they heard someone shouting, they all looked towards the corner.

When Huang Siyu saw them, her expression suddenly changed, and she whispered to Daiyu:

"Student Daiyu, wait for me for a moment, I have something to do."

After saying that, Huang Siyu quickly ran towards the corner.

A group of students from Class 6 passed by and someone pointed at the two people at the corner and gossiped:

"Is that Huang Siyu's family?"

"It must be true, otherwise you'd see Huang Siyu running so fast!"

"I thought she was an orphan. I've never seen her family come to attend a parent-teacher conference since she came out."

Wang Xiaoli sneered and came over to answer:

"Everyone would be ashamed to have such parents. Look at the clothes that old woman is wearing. The clothes I throw in the trash can at home are newer than this one."

"I don't know why she came to our class when she is so poor."

……

Opposite the school gate, He Shuirong pulled He Zimo out of the car and walked towards Daiyu.

The man was tall and had attracted the attention of all the students, but his temperament was too cold and no one dared to get too close to him.

Daiyu was originally standing quietly at the school gate, her eyes following Huang Siyu's steps towards the corner. When she heard the group of students nearby talking about Huang Siyu, she frowned uncomfortably.

He Shuirong glanced at the group of gossiping students in Class 6. His eyes were sharp and filled with murderous intent. When the students saw him, they felt a chill on their backs. They shut up one by one and dispersed.

At the corner, the little girl saw Huang Siyu coming over, she walked up to him, grabbed his arm, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

The old woman pulled up the little girl's sleeves, and it was unclear what she was saying. The purple bruises on the little girl's arms were shocking to see.

Huang Siyu gently touched the little girl's head.

Then she took out a cloth bag from her schoolbag, took out a small stack of change, and stuffed it into the little girl's pocket.

He took out two steamed buns, gave them to the little girl, said a few words to them, and hurried back.

Seeing the two steamed buns, Daiyu suddenly remembered that Huang Siyu ate two steamed buns at Li Lifen’s shop at noon.

When Huang Siyu came over, he saw tears in the corners of her eyes.

He Zimo seemed to have thought of something, and ran to the corner with a "da da da" sound.