Unable to contain herself, she murmured to herself, "Who is so kind as to help me write a petition? If I find out who it is, I will definitely marry her."
Jiang Cuo paused in typing, and a faint blush slowly appeared on her earlobe.
A note from the author:
Jiang Cuo: I need to think about it carefully.
Su Qianqian: ? ? ?
Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants with nutrient solution between 00:19:57 on April 18, 2022 and 00:35:51 on April 19, 2022!
Thank you to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 person became a top student;
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter Thirty-Four
Jiang Cuo tried her best to remain calm and didn't turn her head to look at Su Qianqian's current expression. After all, Su Qianqian had just said those words, and if she made any sudden movements, it would definitely attract Su Qianqian's attention.
Jiang Cuo swallowed, her throat feeling a little dry. Suddenly, a thought struck her: could it be that Su Qianqian had accidentally seen the contact name on her phone when she leaned over to look at it?
They already knew she was the one who wrote the petition, so they said that?
Is it a roundabout way of confessing your feelings to her?
Saying he wants to marry her is so strange; how could he say it so abruptly?
Jiang Cuo's expression immediately turned serious, as if he was carefully considering the possibility of this matter.
It seems that Su Qianqian not only knows how to play hard to get, but also how to cast a long line to catch a big fish.
He was sitting so far away from her in the car this morning, and now he's saying such blatant sweet nothings to her.
Could it be that you want her emotions to change along with her own?
Jiang Cuo realized that his emotions seemed to change with Su Qianqian's every move, so he immediately suppressed his feelings.
Even if she knew that Su Qianqian said it on purpose, she couldn't show any abnormality.
Otherwise, wouldn't we have fallen into Su Qianqian's trap?
Su Qianqian must have wanted to know her reaction, which is why she said that on purpose.
What's with the question of whether or not I should marry her?
At such a young age, why is your mind filled with such useless things?
Although Jiang Cuo thought with utmost righteousness, not only did her ears turn red, but her face, which was usually pale and bloodless, also quietly flushed with a light blush. Even the fingertips resting on the screen were a pale pink.
Su Qianqian felt unbearably hot around her, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"What's going on? It was freezing this morning, how come it's hot again now?"
[Waste System: Congratulations, host. The system has detected that Jiang Cuo's aversion to the host has decreased by 2. Currently, Jiang Cuo's aversion to the host is 28.]
Su Qianqian: "?"
Why did my dislike for her suddenly decrease again?
Su Qianqian glanced at Jiang Cuo cautiously.
Seeing Jiang Cuo's stern face, slightly furrowed brows, finger poking at the screen, lips pursed, looking very impatient, she immediately shrank back.
Never mind, it couldn't possibly be Jiang Cuo.
Su Qianqian touched her nose; she decided it was best not to go and risk offending them.
Little did Jiang Cuo know that her feigned reluctance was interpreted by Su Qianqian as impatience.
After the students in the group agreed with the petition's proposal, they spontaneously began to leave their handprints after class.
Even the homeroom teacher, knowing the students' idea, nodded in satisfaction, feeling quite gratified. She didn't object, and upon discovering the students didn't have ink pads, she even brought some from the office to prevent them from drawing large, unremovable marks on their fingertips with red pens.
Jiang Cuo was the class monitor and academic representative, so when he took out the handwritten petition, no one suspected that it was Jiang Cuo who had made the suggestion.
They assumed that Jiang was in an anonymous group. After learning that someone had raised this issue, she, as the class monitor and academic representative, naturally took on the task and wrote a petition for Su Qianqian.
When school ended, there was still a bunch of reporters at the gate.
This makes it difficult to maintain discipline in the school.
The black-clad security guards sent by the butler attracted the attention of the reporters.
Su Qianqian pulled Jiang Cuo into the luxury car.
Looking at the pushing and shoving outside, I got a headache.
How can this be resolved?
Someone is deliberately trying to harm her, but she doesn't know who it is. Faced with so many people coming to join the fun, what should she do? Should she bribe them?
Why bother?
She has money, but she's not a sucker.
Su Qianqian recalled the messages sent in that small group.
What are the Su school and Jiang school?
She hasn't figured these things out yet.
However, it turns out that someone has identified the IP address that posted that message.
'Useless system, can you help me pinpoint who posted this?'
[Waste System: Okay, host. The system has detected that your integration with this world is greater than 65%. Therefore, the Waste System can provide you with this service. The system has detected that the phone used to post this message belongs to the girl who attempted suicide, and the posting time was the afternoon of the day after her suicide.]
Su Qianqian's gaze darkened slightly.
In the first three chapters of the original book, only these few characters appear.
Who else is there?
This isn't a ghost story; it couldn't have been posted by the girl herself after she came back to life, could it?
However, the housekeeper had already made all the preparations and would not allow those annoying reporters to disturb Su Qianqian's studies.
But there was nothing that could stop the reporters' actions.
If the housekeeper rashly uses money to bribe those people, wouldn't that confirm the charge that Su Qianqian drove her classmate to depression, incited the whole class to isolate her, and led to her classmate's suicide?
When the luxury car was finally brought back to the villa, Jiang Cuo didn't say anything to Su Qianqian. He opened the door, got out of the car, and walked towards his residence.
Su Qianqian was thinking about how to solve the problem, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Sitting in the car, Su Qianqian said to the butler, "Prepare two bodyguards for me. I need to go somewhere."
Although the butler was a little worried, he was still very respectful and immediately called over the bodyguards in black.
"No need to drive, this car is too conspicuous. Find a good camera to record the evidence."
...
After Jiang Cuo returned to her room, she put down her schoolbag, told her grandfather where she was going, and then headed towards the old neighborhood where she used to live as a tutor.
Someone in the group had already said that the IP address was right there, and Jiang Cuo had a vague idea in his mind.
I've been contacting her a lot lately and I'm very curious about her affairs. I also like to meddle in her business, and I can easily think of anyone who would benefit from this situation.
Jiang Cuo rode his electric scooter, so he arrived at the entrance of the residential area very quickly.
The old residential area has no security guards, and most of the residents are elderly people left behind in the community and middle-aged women who support their children's education.
When people saw Jiang Cuo, they immediately tried to get close to him as if they knew him well.
"Xiao Jiang is back. Is she here to see Jingjing? Jingjing should be out of school by now. I just saw her come back."
The middle-aged woman holding a bunch of chives made Jiang Cuo frown.
Judging from the woman's tone, it seemed as if she thought she and Fang Jingjing were very familiar with each other.
Although she and Fang Jingjing attended the same primary and junior high schools, Fang Jingjing did not move here during primary and junior high school. They were neighbors for two years, during their first and second years of high school, but overall they were not very familiar with each other.
Jiang Cuo chose this time because she knew that the girl's mother needed to cook for her youngest son at this time.
So this time just happened to be when the middle-aged woman finished buying groceries and went home to cook.
Sure enough, just as Jiang Cuo was about to reach the middle-aged woman's building, the woman appeared from around the corner of the alley in the residential area.
The woman naturally recognized Jiang Cuo as well.
"Hey, isn't this Xiao Jiang? What brings you here? Aren't you afraid of bringing bad luck?"
The woman spoke rather harshly and sarcasticly, but Jiang Cuo remained indifferent and did not pay any attention. He then stepped forward and spoke.
Fang Jingjing said that your daughter owed her 200 yuan before she died, and she was too embarrassed to ask you for it.
The moment the word money was mentioned, the middle-aged woman immediately turned hostile. "Who said that? What a cunning little brat! She's got a lot of tricks up her sleeve. A few days ago, she asked me for my daughter's phone, saying she'd help me. But after searching for ages, she couldn't find any evidence. She even said the phone had been wiped clean. Looks like she wanted to transfer the money out of my daughter's phone."
When Jiang Cuo heard the woman cursing, his fingertips twitched slightly, and he understood.
Fang Jingjing had told her not long ago that their regular high school needed to select the top student in the grade to come to their high school to prepare for the college entrance examination. Fang Jingjing ranked third in the grade this time. Judging from Fang Jingjing's recent enthusiasm and the way she took the initiative to contact her, she must be thinking of some crooked way to get that spot.
A chill gradually crept into Jiang Cuo's eyes. She didn't care what Fang Jingjing's purpose was or what heinous things she might do.
However, the premise is that Fang Jingjing did it, and it cannot affect her and Su Qianqian.
Jiang Cuo didn't know why she included Su Qianqian's name; perhaps it was because Su Qianqian wanted to pay her for tutoring.
After all, she really needs this money right now.
Moreover, Su Qianqian... was truly wronged.
Behind Jiang Cuo, Su Qianqian sat in an ordinary car, while bodyguards silently installed cameras downstairs and at the door of the middle-aged woman's apartment.
[Useless System: Host, rest assured, what you've said is permitted within the system's world, because you haven't altered the plot's direction.]
Su Qianqian saw Jiang Cuo's figure and felt somewhat displeased.
What is Jiang Cuo doing here? Why didn't he tell her?
Su Qianqian ignored what the useless system said. This was just a world in a book, and a world set up to be obsessed with love. This meant that the supporting characters here were not very bright. It was a light novel, just for fun.
Why should she care about so many things? She was just upholding her conscience and bottom line.