Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

It was not until she finished reading the last third-year math textbook that she took a deep breath, put the books in order with great effort, turned her head to relax, and then she realized that the two people, one big and one small, were staring at her.

Daiyu blinked and looked at them. When He Shuirong saw these beautiful eyes as bright as spring water looking at him, his throat suddenly tightened and he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing that his uncle was stunned, He Zimo poked him hurriedly, reminding him to say something quickly.

Finally, Daiyu spoke first:

"Little fool, what's wrong?"

He Zimo glanced at He Shuirong again, reminding him to speak quickly.

Daiyu saw this little action and blinked her eyes, looking at He Shuirong:

"Teacher He, is there any problem?"

The man opposite couldn't stand her looking at him like that, so he just opened his thin lips and asked:

"Daiyu, are you free tomorrow?"

When He Shuirong asked the question, his ears turned red and his heart beat faster, just like a little boy who asks a girl out for the first time.

He Zimo had a look of despair on his face. This uncle was such a bitch. Was this a criticism?

Daiyu thought about the Redology exchange meeting she had made with Lu Fang tomorrow. She shook her head and said:

"I have a date with my classmates tomorrow."

In an instant, the man's heartbeat stopped, a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and his expression suddenly became lonely.

He Shuirong originally wanted to invite Daiyu to participate in the Redology exchange meeting, but he didn't expect to be rejected so miserably.

Daiyu, on the other hand, didn't notice this at all. She was thinking about having to get up early the next day and studying the packaging issue of rose saltpeter when she got home in the evening.

He began to pack his schoolbag, his face full of joy, and prepared to say goodbye and go home.

He Shuirong also helped pack his luggage and stuffed several books as heavy as bricks into He Zimo's schoolbag, as if taking revenge.

He Zimo's lips were raised to the sky. His uncle was too unkind. After being rejected, he took out his anger on himself.

He put his hands on his hips and looked at He Shuirong, indicating that he didn't want to be the scapegoat.

"Do your own thing."

The man's voice was a little deep and muffled.

He Zimo's eyes rolled around, and he deliberately moved close to Daiyu's ear and whispered something into her ear.

Daiyu stretched out her finger and wrote a word on his palm, which made the little guy laugh "crunch, crunch" because of the itch.

He Shuirong looked at him in confusion, then asked in a serious tone:

"What did you say?"

The little guy pointed at his schoolbag with a very proud expression.

In the end, He Shuirong couldn't persuade him, so he hooked his fingers together and carried his schoolbag.

**

Lin Xi was so angry that she was about to explode. She thought about it over and over again, but couldn't come up with any good reason as to why Lin Daiyu could get an invitation letter worth 1600 million.

Finally, she couldn't help it, took out her cell phone, and sent a message to Lin Daiyu:

[Where did you steal the VIP invitation? ]

Daiyu was in the library and her phone was on silent mode, so she didn't see the message.

After about five minutes, Lin Xi saw that Daiyu didn't reply to the message, so she angrily hid back in her room.

He opened his schoolbag, took a photo of the ordinary invitation letter, found the photo in Xiao Ran's circle of friends, and sent both photos to Daiyu.

Also attached is a string of messages:

[My parents clearly bought this one, where did you steal the VIP one? ]

After sending the message, Lin Xi waited for a while but Daiyu still didn't reply, and he became more and more angry.

She looked through her phone again and again, clicked on Daiyu's avatar, and saw the message she had edited. She felt that it was inappropriate. In case this Lin Daiyu caught her and bit back, she withdrew the text message.

It’s just that the picture was sent more than two minutes ago and cannot be withdrawn.

Judging from the current situation, my parents will definitely sell the VIP invitation letter.

However, it was said that this time, many famous people from all over the world would attend the Redology Society, and even Mr. Zheng would go, so she didn't want to miss the opportunity to attend.

If she took out the invitation letter at the last minute tomorrow, it would definitely arouse her parents' suspicion, so she might as well make Lin Daiyu convicted of the crime of being a thief.

Lin Xi thought for a long time, and finally edited a long paragraph:

[Lin Daiyu, last time I found this invitation letter from your schoolbag, you admitted that you stole it from home. In order to prevent your parents from blaming you, you asked me to help you hide it.

Now, where did you steal a VIP invitation from?

Don’t think that if you don’t say anything, your parents won’t hold you accountable! 】

After checking back and forth and confirming that there is no problem, click Send.

**

Xie Yun had just finished checking the last line of text, sent the email, closed the computer with satisfaction, squeezed his shoulders and enjoyed his freedom, feeling deeply:

If you don’t push yourself, you will never know how good you are!

Many people in the library have left early.

There is a new moon in the sky, faint and light, and there are a few people walking on the road.

At the library entrance:

The girl was wearing a high school uniform. The street lights shone on her, bringing a few strands of tenderness. She looked down at the little brat, and suddenly a hint of smugness and mischief appeared on her cold face.

The man was tall, carrying a small black schoolbag. He turned his head to look at the girl beside him, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his originally stern face.

Xie Yun looked through the car window at the three figures walking towards him, feeling that life was peaceful and quiet. He suddenly wanted to fall in love. It turned out that:

Workers, working spirit, workers do not just dream of becoming the best.

When they got to the car, Daiyu waved to them:

"Teacher He, little idiot, I'm going home first!"

"I'll take you back."

The man's tone revealed that he would not refute.

The guy by the stream in the morning is always a hidden danger. He Shuirong is always a little worried when Daiyu walks alone in the alley.

He Shuirong opened the car door and stuffed the little guy and his schoolbag into the car.

The front window rolled down, and then Xie Yun got out of the car:

"Boss He, I'll go with you."

Although the news about the two men in black this morning has received a good response, Xie Yun is still worried that those people might rush out and hurt the boss.

Daiyu smiled and said:

"How can I be the Empress Dowager? You two all want to take me home, hurry up and get in the car. I will go back by myself."

As she spoke, she touched the slingshot and pebbles in her side pocket.

She wouldn't be afraid if she was alone, but now there are suddenly two more people. If the two men in black show up in the morning, who should she protect first?

"You stay in the car and watch this little one."

He Shuirong glanced at Xie Yun, then walked to the front:

"Let's go."

Daiyu didn't know what to say, so she followed with clattering steps.

Walking in the alley with two people was indeed different from walking alone in the morning. Daiyu didn't feel so scared anymore, but her hands were still tightly pressed against her side pockets, like a violent monster who couldn't wave her hands.

Walking deep into the alley, the air was quiet and the only sound you could hear was the dull "dong dong dong" and "da da da" sounds of shoes rubbing against the bluestone slabs, and the occasional chirping of one or two crickets coming from the alley entrance.

"Um...what did Zimo say to you just now?"