After making the plan, Yue Qingqing had to return to live at the school again.
When she came, Yue Qingqing only brought a backpack with some clothes inside.
It was the same when she left.
Jiang Jingze stood nearby, pressing his lips as he watched the girl leave.
He involuntarily grabbed the strap of Yue Qingqing’s backpack.
That pitiful look was like an abandoned big dog.
Wanting to approach but afraid of upsetting the owner.
Yue Qingqing had to tiptoe to pat the man’s head.
"See, I’m not taking much with me."
The meaning in her words made Jiang Jingze’s eyes immediately brighten.
His amber-colored eyes seemed to be infused with sunlight, exceptionally dazzling.
"Then... when will you come back next time?"
"Once everything is handled."
Upon receiving the confirmation from Yue Qingqing, Jiang Jingze’s lips couldn’t suppress their curve.
Just like a child, emotions were plainly visible.
Yet Yue Qingqing had seen Jiang Jingze’s indifferent and cold demeanor toward others.
The most touching thing in the world is not love, but favoritism.
Yue Qingqing couldn’t help but reach out to hug Jiang Jingze, snuggling into his shoulder.
The fluffy collar of her jacket brushed against Jiang Jingze’s chin, bringing a slight itch.
Spreading all the way to the heart.
"Don’t see me off, there are too many media outside the school, wait for me at home?"
The word "home" seemed to have some kind of magic, thrown into Jiang Jingze’s heart, stirring ripples.
Jiang Jingze hugged the girl back, imprinting a deep kiss on the top of her head.
Even with a mask on, when Yue Qingqing appeared at the school gate in the taxi, she was immediately recognized.
This shout stirred everyone around into action.
The paparazzi seemed as fierce and bloodthirsty as zombies from a movie, swarming over.
Squeezing Yue Qingqing into the center of the crowd.
Microphones stabbed at her like hidden weapons, itching to be right at Yue Qingqing’s mouth.
"Yue Qingqing, we want to interview you about how you felt when you learned your adoptive parents were thieves."
"Do you want to find your biological parents now?"
"When did you find out you were adopted, was it accidental or did the Yue Family confess?"
"Have the Yue Family abused you over the years? Is your excellence forced out?"
Yue Qingqing removed the mask.
That face made everyone’s eyes brighten, flocking toward her with their cameras.
The girl’s deer-like eyes were filled with anger at that moment.
"My parents are not thieves, I am a child of the Yue Family, they treat me as their own, they are the most qualified parents in the world."
A reporter countered: "Saying this will make your biological parents sad, their child was stolen, you grew up under the hands of thieves and still recognize them as parents, it’s not fair to them."
"This is just Zhuang Rouhui’s one-sided statement, the truth is I was not stolen, I was abandoned! And now they find me valuable for various reasons, so they want to take me back."
"People say a tiger won’t eat its own cubs, but can these parents, who treat their child as an object, call them at will and wave them aside, really be called parents?"
The reporters who had always seen Yue Qingqing with a smiling, good-tempered appearance on TV were taken aback.
An older journalist was displeased: "The information you got must be from your adoptive parents, of course they would not admit any crimes, your original biological family is wealthy, why would they abandon you?"
Yue Qingqing stared at the camera, her cold gaze was like a knife, cutting through those seemingly clean surfaces, revealing the foul and rotten meat inside.
"Because I am a girl, a gender that in many eyes cannot continue the family line."
"Is that reason enough?"