Under Zhuang Lan’s coercion and the promise that he would never attack someone’s person again after encountering an error in Qu Ruorui’s work,
Qu Ruorui finally gave in pitifully and plucked two strands of hair to hand over.
"This is really costing me," Qu Ruorui stared at the nearly invisible strands of hair held by Zhuang Lan, "Why on earth? Normal gifts for relatives don’t include hair, let alone someone else’s hair."
Just imagine that scenario.
Hello, I’ve brought you a little gift.
Twisting two fingers, squinting and looking for a long while.
"Hey, thanks for your hair."
With the hair in hand, Zhuang Lan became concise again.
"It’s for an experiment."
Qu Ruorui and Lu Zhu immediately understood.
"Your relative must be just like you, one of those Science Monsters who dedicate themselves to science," they said.
Still guessing, Qu Ruorui said, "Then why my hair? Why not Lu Zhu’s or Qingqing’s? Could it be that your sample range is normal people, avoiding the high IQ crowd?"
Although outsiders call them the top student quartet, Qu Ruorui always felt she was just an ordinary person blending in with the top students.
She just got mixed up for three years and another three years, carelessly forgetting her undercover identity.
Yue Qingqing watched Zhuang Lan with a faint smile, everything understood without words.
Zhuang Lan wrapped the hair in paper and walked out.
At the school gate, Zhuang Rouhui saw Zhuang Lan from afar, and her impatient look immediately disappeared.
"You’re finally here, where’s the thing?"
Zhuang Lan passed the bundle of sanitary paper to Zhuang Rouhui.
"Yue Qingqing’s hair."
Zhuang Rouhui’s face blossomed with joy, repeatedly uttering words of thanks.
"Thank you, Xiaolan. Go have your meal," she said.
Zhuang Lan turned back towards the cafeteria, no longer looking at Zhuang Rouhui’s face.
From now on, she shouldn’t come to bother her cousin anymore, right?
What kind of woman is this, to be called a mother?
Even a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs, yet this person could abandon her own flesh and blood without any hesitation.
And when it came to getting benefits, she harassed relentlessly.
It was simply nauseating.
Zhuang Rouhui was completely oblivious to what was going through Zhuang Lan’s mind, carefully taking out a small box from her bag.
She placed the hair wrapped in paper into it.
She planned to find an institution to do the identification immediately, the sooner the better, she had to get Yue Qingqing by her side before the end of the year.
As for Yue Jiandong’s previous warning not to affect Yue Qingqing’s college entrance exams, Zhuang Rouhui couldn’t care less.
After all, once she got what she wanted, what did Yue Qingqing’s future have to do with her?
Just as Zhuang Rouhui was about to leave, someone suddenly called out to her.
"I know you, you said before that Yue Qingqing is your daughter."
Zhuang Rouhui turned around, puzzled, and saw a girl with an average appearance but eyes gleaming with intelligence.
"I’m a classmate of Yue Qingqing’s."
Ye Chunxiao had just been sitting in a corner of the cafeteria eating when she happened to witness the scene of Zhuang Lan asking Qu Ruorui for hair.
She followed, curious to see what was going on.
And just heard Zhuang Lan tell this woman that he had brought Yue Qingqing’s hair.
Ye Chunxiao had seen Zhuang Rouhui before when she came to the school causing trouble.
She had hoped to see Yue Qingqing embarrassed.
But this woman’s fighting power was too weak, easily sent packing by a few words from Yue Qingqing.
Not understanding why she had come to the school again today, and Zhuang Lan had given her Qu Ruorui’s hair instead.
Although she didn’t understand the reason, Ye Chunxiao had the intuition that this would cause trouble for Yue Qingqing and her friends.
"That hair isn’t Yue Qingqing’s, it’s another person’s," she said.
Zhuang Rouhui stared suspiciously at Ye Chunxiao, "Impossible, why would Zhuang Lan lie to me?"