She called the parents because the top-tier class students were mostly rich or powerful, with backgrounds not to be trifled with. Xu Jing was in the same group as Chen Jing, and these two were notorious troublemakers from the eleventh middle school. One suddenly wanted to transfer to the top-tier class to sit next to Chu Zheng, and the other came aggressively to cause trouble for Chu Zheng. Moreover, Chu Zheng had excellent grades and a somewhat special family background. If anything happened, she really couldn’t bear the responsibility.
But she never expected the Xu family to be so unrestrained, with parents and children actually fighting right there!
The teacher hurriedly tried to break up the fight, and the students could no longer study. The scene instantly became chaotic.
Chen Jing paid no attention, calmly wiping the last bit of ointment from her fingertips, pinching Chu Zheng’s chin to look left and right, making sure it was evenly applied before breathing a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to let go, Chu Zheng suddenly raised his hand and held hers.
“You…” Chu Zheng stared at her, feeling the delicate and soft texture in his hand, inhaling her sweet bath fragrance, becoming so intoxicated that his heartbeat slowed down.
Chen Jing found it amusing: “Looks good?”
“Good…” As soon as the word left his mouth, Chu Zheng suddenly came to his senses. He looked at Chen Jing’s teasing face, then at his hand holding hers, and his cheeks instantly turned bright red. He quickly let go, his hand hanging by his side, nervously stuttering: “Sorry, senior, I…”
“Someone’s dying!”
A sudden shout startled everyone. All students looked panicked. Chen Jing turned her head, seeing the class teacher’s face turn pale as she frantically called 120.
The incident involved Xu Jing.
Xu’s father cursed: “She was just a debt collector. Dying is what she deserves. Why call an ambulance!”
Xu Jing ultimately went to the hospital.
Xu’s parents hired a caregiver, paid the medical expenses, and left, their attitude so cold it seemed more like they were dealing with an enemy than their own daughter.
Chen Jing sat by her hospital bed, with Chu Zheng following. He peeled an apple and slowly handed it over: “Senior, have an apple.”
Chen Jing smiled and took it: “Thank you.”
