Hu Jian really wanted to tell this man that she was no longer Little Hu Jian and he did not need to do this for her.
Because she did not want to accept the kindness of others for nothing and did not want to be in the same room with this man. The complicated relationship between Little Hu Jian and this man made Hu Jian feel uncomfortable.
After eating, Hu Jian went back to her room and turned on her computer. She had been looking for news about the car accident. After searching for a long time, she did not see any specific news about that incident.
Obviously, the incident that day had been suppressed by someone.
The deal that day was related to a billion-dollar transaction, and it was also an important stage for the "Dragon Gate" to open up the eastern market. Only she and the leader knew about the whole affair. Logically, no one would have found out about it.
But as someone who had been on the brink of death for many years, she didn't believe that the car accident was an accident.
She could not think of anything unusual about that day.
But there was a strange matter. Jack, who rarely called her, called her to ask if things were going well.
Because she had lived on the brink of death for many years, she would usually send messages in code. Unless it was an emergency, she would not normally use her phone.
This made her think that it was too much of a coincidence.
Jack, as Hu Jian's most capable subordinate, had always been trusted by Hu Jian.
Lin Yan looked at Hu Jian, who had entered her room after eating and not come out. He stood at the door and knocked:
"Little Jian, are you asleep? You have to continue to attend school tomorrow."
Hu Jian pursed her lips and frowned slightly. "I'm going to sleep. I'll go to school tomorrow."
Lin Yan, who was standing at the door, realized that Hu Jian had become a little strange since that night. In the past, Hu Jian would stick to him and talk about some things that had happened in school. Ever since that day, apart from eating, she would spend the rest of her time hiding in her room.
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The next day.
After eating breakfast, Hu Jian ran to school. This particular body was too thin and weak. As someone who had been training all year round, she was not used to this skinny body.
As soon as she reached the classroom door, she saw Qiao Han.
As the class monitor, Qiao Han looked at Hu Jian expressionlessly. "The teacher-in-charge wants you to go to her office."
"Okay." Hu Jian put her hands in her pockets and walked leisurely to the teacher-in-charge's office.
Qiao Han looked at Hu Jian's back and the complicated expression on his face deepened.
In the office.
Hu Jian slowly walked through the door. Her thin little face said plainly, "Teacher, you're looking for me?"
The fat teacher, Wang Li, glanced at Hu Jian and snorted coldly. "Hu Jian, seeing that you've been studying seriously before, I won't punish you for what happened this time. But you still have to go to Class F, and also, you have to write a self-reflection essay for me."
Wang Li actually didn't want to let Hu Jian off so easily, but since the principal had spoken, she could only do as instructed.
Hu Jian kept her hands in her pocket and laughed lightly. "Why do I have to write a self-reflection essay? Can you tell me what I've done wrong?"
When Wang Li heard this, her tone turned sharp. "You haven't done anything wrong. What have you done to Qiao Han that you don't know in your heart? Your exam results dropped by 200 places! And you still say that you didn't do anything. Don't your parents feel that you're embarrassing?"
Hu Jian's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and her tone turned cold. "As a teacher, you didn't even investigate clearly. Without any evidence, you only heard a few words from other classmates, and you assume that I'm the one who drugged him."
She leaned forward and came close to the office desk. "So how stupid do you think I am to drink the drug that I spiked myself, and then make it known to the entire school?"
Wang Li was stunned. She frowned and looked thoughtful. She was also surprised by Hu Jian's change.
She didn't look like a girl her age at all. Hu Jian's gaze was so steady that she couldn't even look at her directly.
Although Hu Jian's words did make some sense, how could she admit that these were her one-sided assumptions, so she habitually said sternly, "If you can prove that you didn't give the medicine, then you don't have to write this essay, and you don't have to go to Class F."
Hu Jian's heart was really tired. She would rather accept a simple mission to kill someone than stand here and confront a stupid woman.
What an annoying script! Hu Jian thought to herself.