Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 551 -551: I Am Your Sister (6)

Chapter 551 -551: I Am Your Sister (6)

Chuzheng had just walked into the classroom when she heard people discussing the incident from yesterday where she had thrown money at Mother Song.

Most of the videos from the cafe incident had been forcibly removed by Mother Song, but some had slipped through the net and were still being circulated internally.

The student network at the school was extensive, with everyone passing the story along.

The group was so engrossed in their discussion that hardly anyone noticed Chuzheng’s entry.

She walked to her seat, sat down, and pulled out her phone to open her friend circle, but the original owner of the account didn’t have many friends, so there wasn’t much to see.

Her delicate fingers scratched the tabletop, and she calmly put her phone down.

I love studying.

Studying brings me joy.

Voices from the backseat came intermittently.

“Do you guys know? Shen Chuzheng and Song Jing were engaged!”

“Really? Where did you hear that?”

“Of course, it’s true. Don’t worry about where I heard it, just know it’s a fact. Think about it, why else would these two unrelated people sit together? Let me tell you, Song Jing’s mother came to Shen Chuzheng to cancel the engagement and even brought money to humiliate her, but this girl didn’t say a word. She just had someone bring the money over and smashed it right into Song Jing’s mother’s face.”

They had already seen the scene in the video, and couldn’t help but feel a mixture of emotions.

Breaking off an engagement could harm a girl’s reputation.

But faced with such a situation, instead of panicking, she brought even more money.

In this way, it wasn’t Song Jing who called off the engagement, but Shen Chuzheng—this perspective made a big difference.

“Isn’t the Shen family going bankrupt? How could Shen Chuzheng still have money to throw at Song Jing’s mother? Is she crazy?”

“A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Isn’t Shen Corporation still not bankrupt?”

“I heard from my dad that it won’t last much longer…”

“How could Song Jing possibly be engaged to Shen Chuzheng?” someone doubted. “You’re not making this up, are you?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Hey, just ask her yourself.” The speaker pointed at Chuzheng, who was sitting in the front. “Isn’t the person involved right there? Would I make up something like this?”

Everyone exchanged glances, and several of Song Jing’s fangirls immediately formed a group and approached Chuzheng with aggressive energy.

“Shen Chuzheng!”

Chuzheng looked up at them, and before they could open their mouths, she said, “That’s right, I’m the one who called off the engagement.” The video had captured her face clear as day, and there was no denying it was her doing.

Song Jing’s little fan girls: “…”

We haven’t even asked yet!

Why are you answering on your own?

“You and Song Jing were really engaged?!” one of the fangirls still couldn’t believe it.

Chuzheng: “Not anymore.”

The fangirls were furious. How could she have been engaged to their idol? And to top it off, she had ended their idol’s engagement? Was she out of her mind?

Only their idol had the right to end an engagement!

Chuzheng faced the fangirls’ anger with bewilderment.

What’s the matter?

Aren’t you happy the engagement is off?

Should I send Song Jing a plaque stating that our engagement has been called off?

Suddenly someone hit on a crucial point: “Wait, isn’t Song Jing dating Bai Yuyao?”

“Right, I saw them coming to school together this morning. If Song Jing was engaged to her, wouldn’t that mean…”

Nobody dared to voice the words “cheating” or “infidelity.”

By this time, Bai Yuyao and Song Jing were already together, and the original owner hadn’t said anything, but Chuzheng didn’t care about those details.

“I don’t believe Song Jing was engaged to her.”

“She must be making it up.”

“Yes, Song Jing and Bai Yuyao are the real ‘Golden Boy and Jade Girl’, what does she even count for?”

The little fangirls circled back to the authenticity of the engagement between Chuzheng and Song Jing.

However, there were also those who believed it, as not everyone was a fangirl of Song Jing.

“Shen Chuzheng!” A roommate pushed through the crowd and slapped her hand on Chuzheng’s desk: “Don’t think what happened last night is over just like that, I’m telling you, this isn’t finished between us.”

She couldn’t believe that the dorm supervisor actually thought she was at fault last night!

Even though the supervisor hadn’t said so directly, her actions certainly suggested it!

When had she ever been so humiliated or frustrated!

Chuzheng pulled out a knife from under her backpack and placed it on the table, glaring at her roommate like a mob boss, “What now? Haven’t had enough?”

The roommate and all the onlookers scattered, leaving a one-meter radius clear around Chuzheng.

Chuzheng felt the air had become much fresher.

Why do people have to quarrel?

Is there anything that can’t be solved with force?

The classmates whispered to each other.

“Has Shen Chuzheng gone crazy?”

“Maybe, I felt something was off about her today…”

“Was she traumatized or something? The Shen family is going to be ruined, and after her parents’ situation, now she’s been rejected…”

I’m the one who broke off the engagement, okay!

How can you all just spout nonsense!

“Let’s just not mess with her, keep away.”

“She’s got a knife, tell the teacher, what if she hurts someone?”

“Yes, yes, yes…”

The students were incredibly quick in bringing the teacher over, but by then, Chuzheng had already put away the knife.

Everyone said Chuzheng had a knife, right there in her backpack.

The teacher somewhat incredulously checked Chuzheng’s backpack but didn’t even find the shape of a knife.

The group of tattletales got scolded by the teacher.

Classmates should be united in friendship and help each other.

Classmate: “…” No, teacher, she really did have a knife!! They all saw it!!

The teacher told them to stop making trouble and leave the classroom.

Once the teacher left, Chuzheng patted her backpack, “United in friendship, help each other.”

All the students’ hair stood on end, even the previously imposing roommate didn’t dare to pick a fight and sulkily returned to her seat.

No one knew where Chuzheng had hidden the knife, but they were certain it existed, so no one dared to provoke her again.

What if they were the ones to push her over the edge and get stabbed?

The area around Chuzheng quieted down, and she propped up her chin while discussing experiences with the King’s Account.

There’s nothing that can’t be solved with force!

[…]Really doesn’t want to share experiences with her, not at all!

But Chuzheng really wanted to share, cramming it full of ideas that force is supreme, money can’t beat strength, and the strength of the individual strengthens the nation.

[…]Block, block!

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After the third period, Chuzheng was called out by a classmate who said someone was looking for her.

Chuzheng responded indifferently with four words, “No time, not interested.”

Considering Chuzheng’s previous ‘armed assault’, the messenger was a bit intimidated, “It’s… Song Jing looking for you.”

“Who?”

“Song Jing.”

“Oh.” Broken off the engagement and he still seeks me out, not going.

Chuzheng refused bluntly, and while the messenger didn’t know what to do or what persuasive words to use, Chuzheng had already returned to the classroom.

Chuzheng thought that Song Jing, her ex-fiancé, would have the sense not to come looking for her again, but who knew this campus idol, Song Jing, would show up at the classroom door right on time.

When Song Jing appeared, the entire classroom erupted.

Song Jing was worshiped as a campus idol, naturally representing the pinnacle of looks; according to his little fan girls, every move he made was filled with handsomeness.

Chuzheng silently stuffed the knife into her backpack.

She was cool too!

Why didn’t she have any fan girls?

Just because he’s a guy, so you’re all this superficial? Is gender that important? Beauty! Beauty transcends gender!

Superficial!

Childish!

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For the purposes of the plot, do not imitate.