Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 51 Who in the Family Donated Money

Chapter 51: Chapter 51 Who in the Family Donated Money

The next day.

Yun Yue, with a black backpack slung over her shoulders, walked into Class 7 looking cool, her eyes crawling with blood vessels and a hint of wickedness at the corners of her eyes.

The students in her class were all working on the test papers she had given them the day before.

Early morning self-study.

Wang Ning lay on his desk, devoid of energy, "Heavens, spare me!"

In the past two days, he had read more and used his brain more than he had in the past two years.

Yang Xing, seated next to him, was earnestly looking over the test paper, prompting Wang Ning to glance sideways in disbelief.

"Yang Xing, this isn’t like you!" He hadn’t seen him work this hard just yesterday.

"The boss said whoever memorizes it first gets to play video games with him," Yang Xing turned his head to look at him, the corners of his eyes tinged with quite a few red vessels, and deep dark circles under his eyes; he was determined to be the first to finish.

Wang Ning gave him a thumbs up, then sat up straight like he’d been injected with a shot of adrenaline and began to write.

The boss could only belong to him alone.

Yun Yue rested her chin on her hand and yawned, her eyes misty with sleepiness and her eyebrows raised in a blend of madness and rascality.

She watched Zhang Ziyue, finding the girl rather cute as she worked on the questions.

"If you don’t know it, leave it blank, continue to the next question; staring holes into the paper won’t produce the answer," she said, the corners of her mouth hinting at a faint smile, an air of indifference and defiance about her.

Zhang Ziyue sighed inwardly at the sight of her boss’s pose, "Why don’t you just stick to being as pretty as a flower? If we can’t beat Class 1, at least we have the school beauty in our Class 7."

Yun Yue raised her eyebrows. Did she look down on her?

In the senior year teachers’ office.

Liu Xiaoyan walked in with high heels, sat down in her office chair, and mockingly said, "Mr. Xiao, your class seems to have a quite good studying atmosphere today."

Xiao Ye looked up at her, "They’ve been like this since yesterday."

Even he didn’t know what kind of spell they were under.

But he did wake up with a smile that morning.

With one more year to go, if they could keep this up, getting into a second-tier or even first-tier university wouldn’t be a problem.

Liu Xiaoyan crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at him, "You don’t know?"

"Know what?" Xiao Ye looked perplexed.

"Your students in Class 7 have made a bet with our Class 1, saying they will definitely beat us in the next monthly exam. Funny, isn’t it?" Liu Xiaoyan said, lifting her chin, a mockingly proud look on her face.

Xiao Ye: "..."

These kids were so brash?!

He couldn’t even boast like that!

Now he finally understood why they had been studying so fiercely these last couple of days.

"These students are just young and full of energy. Don’t they know how big the gap is between Class 1 and Class 7? It’s a chasm of more than two hundred points, waiting for you to bridge," Liu Xiaoyan said with curled Lip, a smug smile on her face.

She thought it was amusing when she found out about it.

Could Class 7 compare with Class 1?

Xiao Ye did not respond; sharing an office with Liu Xiaoyan, he was accustomed to her subtle derision.

In terms of academic performance, Class 1 indeed left Class 7 far behind.

But this bet might not be a bad thing for Class 7. If it motivated them to study, that would be a good thing.

He promptly turned on his computer; they couldn’t just rely on their efforts alone, he had to do his part too.

He had just found several dozen test papers.

Xiao Mansion.

Xiao Chen lounged on the sofa, his long, slender legs crossed, casually tapping on his phone screen with his well-defined fingers. His sharp facial contours were etched with a trace of chill, and the tips of his brows exuded an air of aloofness.

"Big brother, are you truly this heartless?" Xiao Yisha looked at the man before her. He didn’t need to speak or make any gesture; simply sitting there, he exuded an oppressive force, which seemed to thin the very air around them.

"This is his own fault. I helped him up to the position of vice president, but he couldn’t hold his seat; moreover, he should never have told my mother about this matter."

A sharp aura emanated from Xiao Chen. His voice was neither cold nor casual, and his expression was indifferent, but it made Xiao Yisha’s back break out in a cold sweat.

Under immense pressure, Xiao Yisha clenched the hem of her dress in her palm and strove to remain composed in front of Xiao Chen.

"The matter indeed lies with father’s fault, but no one expected aunt to suddenly fall ill. Now that she is out of danger, can’t you forgive my father this one time, considering the years I’ve spent attending to my aunt’s health?"

She hadn’t expected Xiao Chen to be so ruthless. His father was his uncle, yet he was merciless enough to banish him to the North Wilderness, where the environment was so harsh it could cost his father half his life.

Xiao Chen’s gaze was downcast, fingers turning the Mo Jade Thumb Ring, his gaze piercing, "It’s not like he isn’t allowed to return. He’s just been asked to handle things there for half a year. The Xiao Family’s business there isn’t small, and Xiao Yu will take good care of him."

He suddenly stood up, his tall frame blocking the light, casting his elegant and deep facial features in alternating brightness and shadow, making his chiseled, icy demeanor all the more formidable.

Xiao Yisha gritted her teeth—Xiao Chen was truly ruthless!

"Aunt, you have no idea how tender Master Chen can be. He’s so gentle and caring with the little kid down to his bones..."

Xiao Chen walked in and heard his voice, the chilling aura around him dissipating somewhat. He certainly knew how to choose his words.

Jiang Qiong lay on the hospital bed, her complexion improving day by day, a smile on her face.

Seeing him come in, the smile in her eyes deepened, "Feng Ye told me all about it. It’s rare to see you take such an interest in a girl. But Feng Ye mentioned she’s still in high school. When she graduates, let her come to Beijing for university."

Feng Ye, head down, peeling an apple, remained silent—the kid’s zero score was a tale for another time.

Xiao Chen frowned, his deep eyes giving Feng Ye a sharp glance, "You focus on getting better, and worry less about my business."

Xiao Chen adjusted her blanket, somewhat annoyed at Feng Ye for being a blabbermouth. Now that she knew, she’d surely try every means to meet the child.

He truly saw her as just a kid, he really did...

Lunchtime.

Yun Yue and her classmates from Class Seven were rarely sitting at the same table.

"I’m starving. I feel like I’m being hollowed out body and soul." Yang Xing started eating as soon as he got his food. "The cafeteria seems to have stepped up its game recently! Look at all this meat!"

"Right? Someone’s parents must have donated money again." Wang Ning said with a satisfied face, "Feels like even the chef has changed—the skill is on par with a five-star chef!"

After finishing a large bowl, Yang Xing looked content, "From now on, I’m eating at the cafeteria every day!"

Gu Yue looked at the dishes on the plate, her brow slightly furrowed, feeling a certain familiarity with the taste as if she had eaten it somewhere before.

"It’s indeed not bad," Yun Yue said as she took a few more bites. The braised pork was neither oily nor greasy, with a hint of sweetness.

Some in the class rushed to get another helping of food—it was just too delicious.

Their parents’ cooking wasn’t nearly this good.

After lunch, they continued back to the classroom to do more problems.

The short-haired girl watched them leave the cafeteria, snickering, "They can’t really think that this half-month of effort will let them catch up with our class, can they?"

Shen Xuan continued eating without a word. These last few days, Gu Yue had been busy, probably because she was tutoring them.

Although their class was impressive, Gu Yue had always been the first in First Middle School, and that first place had never been within their class’s reach.