Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Don’t Leave After School (29)

“He’s your brother, what do you mean it’s none of your business? I know you have money, don’t play dumb with me. Hand it over now.”

Mother Xu’s commanding tone made Jih Cheng frown slightly with distaste.

He wasn’t clear about Chuzheng’s family circumstances.

The school was full of rumors, a mix of truth and falsehood that was indiscernible.

But she seemed able to produce money at any time, which probably meant she was well-off…

“What does my money have to do with you?”

“You are my daughter, isn’t your money my money?” Mother Xu said as if it were a matter of fact.

Chuzheng’s voice was icy, “When you were abusing me, you didn’t consider me your daughter.”

The onlookers gasped in shock.

To be able to speak of being abused with such… righteousness?

Sorry, the onlookers really couldn’t think of a better word to describe it.

“What nonsense are you spouting? Who’s abusing you!” Mother Xu still cared about saving face, and yelled, “I’ve slaved away to feed and clothe you, to send you to school. What more do you want?”

Jih Cheng attempted to speak several times, but Chuzheng held him back, gripping his wrist and then his palm, glancing at him from the corner of her eye, signaling that there was no need for him to speak.

Jih Cheng gently squeezed her hand back, silently standing by her side.

Mother Xu pointed at Chuzheng, “You ungrateful girl, don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to outside, where all that money comes from. If you don’t bring out the money today, you’re going to regret it.”

“Where does my money come from?” Chuzheng asked seriously.

Malice filled Mother Xu’s sallow face, “You’re kept by men outside, isn’t that money from those guys? Just take out some money, what’s wrong with helping your brother?”

Chuzheng: “…”

Bastard, look, someone has reassigned your spot to others.

[Miss, is it appropriate to make snide remarks now?]

Otherwise? Take her out? Can I?

[…] You better stick to sarcasm.

Mother Xu continued her relentless tirade, “You sleep with them once and you get the money, right? How could you be so heartless? Was raising you so easy?”

Chuzheng: “…” So noisy, I want to take her out.

This body is, after all, her daughter; how could she say such things?

The original owner wasn’t picked up off the streets either!

Can favoritism towards sons over daughters really go this far?

Speaking like this in front of others, these words could completely ruin a girl’s reputation.

Luckily the original owner passed away; otherwise, who knows how they would have sold her off.

Once Mother Xu uttered these words, the onlookers exploded.

“Chuzheng is kept by someone?”

“No way…”

“I heard she used to be so inconspicuous in class, but look at her now. She must be kept by someone, right?”

“That makes sense, where else would she get so much money? Look at her mom’s dress, they’re clearly not rich.”

Jih Cheng gripped Chuzheng’s hand tightly, his expression dark as he glared at the students who were discussing the loudest.

The youth’s mood was bleak, and making eye contact with him felt like falling into an abyss, sending shivers down one’s spine.

The voices of those discussing lowered suddenly on the other side.

“What happens to Xu Shenghui has nothing to do with me, and I won’t give any money.”

Chuzheng pulled Jih Cheng away.

Mother Xu refused to let her leave and put her arms out in front.

“Has your conscience been eaten by a dog, Chuzheng? How can you just stand by and watch him die?”

“I can,” Chuzheng nodded solemnly.

Chuzheng ignored Mother Xu’s shouting and left directly with Jih Cheng, leaving behind a swearing Mother Xu.

The next day, everyone in the school knew Chuzheng was being kept by someone.

Her money all came from wild men—confirmed by her mother’s own words.

“Wild men.” Chuzheng muttered monotonously, as if by magic produced a box of sweets for Jih Cheng, and ruffled his head, “Eat more.”

Jih Cheng “The Wild Man” Cheng: “???”

That doesn’t even make sense when you put it together!

Jih Cheng stuffed a dessert into his mouth, his cheeks puffing out slightly.

On his fair skin, touched by the evening sun’s afterglow, a layer of warm, shallow golden light was cast, making even his somewhat inelegant way of eating look attractive because of that handsome face.

Chuzheng bowed her head and kissed him on the corner of his lips.

Jih Cheng did not expect Chuzheng to suddenly do that and instinctively dodged backward, his ears burning hot as he whispered, “Zhu Zian and the others are here.”

Chuzheng glanced at Zhu Zian and Yao Fei lying on the other side: “I kissed him, do you have a problem with that?”

Zhu Zian, who was miserably memorizing vocabulary and had just been shown off to unexpectedly: “…”

What could he possibly object to?

He wanted to kiss his wife too!

Jih Cheng: “…”

Jih Cheng really had to hand it to her.

Sometimes her actions were completely unexpected.

Yet when she did them, they seemed so natural.

Chuzheng’s fingertip brushed over the corner of Jih Cheng’s mouth, and fearing she would kiss him again, he turned to talk to Zhu Zian.

Zhu Zian had no interest in talking to Jih Cheng; he bit on his pen and said, “Feifei, I…”

Yao Fei whispered, “If you can’t finish memorizing today, don’t even think about going home.”

Zhu Zian: “…”

In this world, it seemed one could not have both studies and a wife.

Zhu Zian, while memorizing, couldn’t help but gossip, “Junior sister, how are you going to deal with your parents’… that situation?”

Zhu Zian might not have good grades, but he had a fairly good family environment, and his parents didn’t have high hopes for him; as long as he could live like a human being and not starve to death, that was enough.

In the case of the Xu family’s parents…

Zhu Zian, despite his years of experience, had never encountered such before.

“Let it be.”

“You know they won’t let things slide easily, junior sister. If you need help, just say the word, and I’ll back you up,” Zhu Zian assured, thumping his chest.

“If they treat you badly, you can sue them,” Yao Fei always spoke softly and gently, with the tenderness of a Southern girl.

“Yeah,” Chuzheng nodded nonchalantly.

To her, it wasn’t a big deal.

Gossip had no effect on Chuzheng. She did whatever she wanted, squandering with impressive efficiency.

“To have money but not give it to her own parents, really makes you wonder what her heart is made of.”

“Ugh, her money isn’t even clean. If it were me, I wouldn’t take it even if it were offered.”

“She still dares to show up at school, truly shameless.”

“Isn’t she dating Jih Cheng?”

“Jih Cheng? The transfer student rumored to have killed someone?”

“Yeah, that’s him. They’ve been seen coming and going together lately.”

“Ha, using a sugar daddy’s money to support a murderer? A slut and a killer, quite the perfect match, huh—ah—”

The one speaking suddenly lunged forward, screaming as they fell into a flower bush.

“Who is that! Are you sick!!”

The person got up cursing.

Her classmates, who were just discussing with her a moment ago, now stood two meters away with strange and slightly scared expressions, looking at someone.

The girl had her school uniform tied around her waist, her hair carelessly tied up, and both hands stuffed in her school pants’ pockets.

Her stance was oddly cool.

“Xu Chuzheng, why did you push me!” The girl who was kicked identified her and instead of being scared, roared angrily.

“What were you just cursing at?”