“One more thing.” Ji Heng paused before speaking. “Lu Chengzhou got people to delete all the information about you on major websites.”
“Great, saved me some trouble.” Gu Mang opened the cabinet and grabbed a change of clothes. “If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.”
Hearing her cold tone, Ji Heng was curious about what it was like staying with Lu Chengzhou.
“The money is transferred into your account,” he added.
“Got it.” Hanging up, Gu Mang casually threw the phone onto the bed, grabbed the clothes, and went to the bathroom.
Just as she walked to the door, she went back to get the clamshell cell phone from her bag, and opened up the internal communication software.
She typed, “How much money is left?”
Yu Zhongjing had just received the Sleeping Jade from Lin Shuang two days ago. He was studying its composition when the cell phone in his pocket rang. The ringtone indicated it was Gu Mang.
He beckoned to his apprentice to come over and watch the experiment while he went to answer the phone.
Seeing the message from Gu Mang, his old eyes lit up and he typed quickly, “There’s still more than eight million.”
It seemed like a lot but the money would be used up quickly on some experiments.
Gu Mang pondered for a few seconds. “I’ll transfer a hundred million tomorrow.”
It was the first time she had given money on her own initiative. Yu Zhongjing was very touched. “Master, it is truly a blessing to be under your tutelage! My respect for you is like the endless waters of the Yellow River!”
Gu Mang said nothing in reply and hung up. She threw the cell phone to one side in a blank expression and walked into the bathroom.
…
Early the next morning.
Lu Chengzhou changed the gauze wrapped around Gu Mang’s hands and sent her to Ming City High School. When she went upstairs, all the Year Three students were watching her.
Shel slung her black backpack over her shoulder. Her aura was powerful and the students in front of her gave her a wide berth unknowingly.
The form teachers from upstairs came to check on the students. Luo Songhua was also among them. Upon seeing Gu Mang, Luo Songhua rolled her eyes unkindly. Why was Gu Mang getting involved in these things instead of focusing on her academics? If she was so good, why bother coming to school?
Year Three became a foul environment because of her! Walking past her, Gu Mang’s expression was indifferent, her pretty face looking down at the floor. She exuded a cool, prideful boldness.
At Class Twenty classroom.
The moment she entered, the class suddenly went quiet and everyone was watching her. Their expressions were complicated. After she became a sensation at school there was no one who didn’t know her.
Meng Jinyang put her finished work on Gu Mang’s desk with a lollipop and sweet milk beside it.
“Sister Mang,” Lu Yang greeted her, looking at her somewhat plaintively, “Why didn’t you bring me along to the racecourse yesterday?”
If Qin Yaozhi hadn’t mentioned it, he wouldn’t have even known. He couldn’t help but glare at Qin Yaozhi in front of him.
Qin Yaozhi suddenly turned around and startled him. He coughed with a guilty conscience and averted his gaze. Gu Mang said nothing. She pulled her hand out of her pocket, her palm wrapped in white gauze.
Seeing that, Lu Yang was startled. “What happened, Sister Mang? What’s wrong with your hands?”
Fatty heard this and turned around. “What happened?”
Gu Mang’s eyes opened wider. Her eyes were a little red and her gaze cold as she replied briefly, “It’s fine. It’s just a minor injury.”
Lu Yang looked at her hand and wanted to ask more when Xi Yan suddenly appeared at the back door.
She stood behind Lu Yang.
He stopped talking, took out an English book, and flipped to the last vocabulary list to act like he was reading, but his eyes were still staring at Gu Mang’s hand.
Just then, a voice came from the back door.
“Ms. Xi, I’m looking for my sister Gu Mang.” Gu Yin was standing at the door, smiling harmlessly.