The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

"You..." Even though she had already been bullied in school, this was the first time Bai Zhen encountered such a situation. She grabbed Rong Ling's wrist, and the strength in her palm was so strong that Rong Ling frowned.

"What's wrong with me?" Anyway, as long as my identity as a fake daughter hasn't been exposed, Rong Ling is the eldest lady of the Rong family, so of course she has the right to pretend to be a tiger, "I just saw mosquitoes on your face, so I help you wave them away That's all, student Bai won't be like what Ma Jiaxin said, a dog who bites Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart, right?"

The flamboyance in Rong Ling's eyes was undisguised, full of confidence, and it was certain that Bai Zhen would not dare to fight back.

After all, Bai Zhen still doesn't know her real identity. She only thinks of herself as the daughter of a nanny. If she wants to stay in Chenguang Middle School, a noble middle school, she doesn't have the confidence to fight against Rong Ling.

Who is Rong Ling's father is the school director, and his mother is a member of the council.

Sure enough, as expected by Rong Ling, Bai Zhen let go of his tightly clenched hands.

He even pursed his lips and said, "Thank you..."

Now it was Rong Ling's turn to be dumbfounded. He didn't expect Bai Zhen to be so flexible as a middle school student.

Rong Ling rolled his eyes impatiently, and rubbed his wrist that was pinched a little sorely: "You're welcome, I'll forgive you for telling me that Miss is kind-hearted and has a lot of adults."

Bai Zhen didn't say a word, but his eyes were dark and dark, and he turned around and left soon after thanking her.

It wasn't until Bai Zhen walked away that the stunned little follower came back to his senses: "You're awesome, Sister Rong, people don't talk harshly, and they do what they say, without any cowardice."

"Others are giants in words and dwarfs in action, but we, Sister Rong, are consistent in words and deeds, a capitalized person, respect!"

Of course, there are those who really feel for Rong Ling and worry about herself by the way: "Sister, you just beat Bai Zhen like this. I'm really not afraid that Jing Shao will cause trouble for you. What if he hates you?"

Jing Shao in this population is the reason why Rong Ling called Bai Zhen to the rooftop this time.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jing Zixiao is Rong Ling's crush, but he doesn't like Rong Ling, a young lady, and he just circles around the little white flower-like Bai Zhen, seemingly looking for trouble, just like a peacock spreading its tail.

It's just that only Rong Ling knew in her heart that the reason why she found fault with Bai Zhen in her previous life had nothing to do with Jing Zixiao, but a few months ago, she accidentally discovered that Bai Zhen was actually her parents' biological daughter.

Originally we were all in the same class, and Bai Zhen surpassed Rong Ling in terms of grades, character, and teacher's evaluation. The only thing Rong Ling could beat her was her family background. However, after knowing Bai Zhen's true identity, Rong Ling A little flustered, I always feel that many of Bai Zhen's actions seem to be intentionally or unintentionally provocative, and only then confront her.

Now that he was reincarnated, Rong Ling has calmed down.

Isn't it just life experience?What is important, whoever wants it.

As for Jing Zixiao... Rong Ling glanced at the corner of his lower lip disdainfully: "Who said I like him?"

Even Wang Qi was stunned: "No way, Rong Ling, why don't you like Jing Zixiao anymore? Did you like someone else?"

Being questioned again and again, Rong Ling felt a little helpless, thinking that middle school students were the most imaginative species in the world: "I don't like anyone, so I just like myself, can't I?"

After all, Rong Ling ignored the reaction of these cronies and left the rooftop directly.

Today is Friday, as an aristocratic middle school, of course Xingchen does not have the so-called bad habits of self-study in the morning and evening and making up lessons on Saturdays and Sundays. There is a long line of luxury cars at the school gate, all of which come to pick up the students home.

As soon as Rong Ling walked to the school gate, he heard a crisp voice: "Cousin, I'm here!"

Rong Ling followed the sound and looked up. There was a black car parked in front of the school gate. The window was halfway down, revealing a pair of bright eyes. The girl in the back seat waved to Rong Ling: "Sister, come here quickly."

It was her cousin Xia Mengjia who was in the same school and was in the first year of high school. Rong Ling couldn't help but twitched her lips, opened the car door and sat in the back seat: "Why, Mengjia isn't going home today?"

Until now, she always stays at Rong Ling's house on weekends.

Xia Mengjia's parents are both in business, and they are on the go all year round. Since she was a child, she was often fostered at Rong Ling's house, and the relationship between the two is very close.

Even in her previous life, when Rong Ling's fake daughter's identity was exposed, Xia Mengjia was completely different from the others, never changing her attitude towards Rong Ling.

It's a pity, thinking of his past life, Rong Ling's eyes darkened.

In the end, Bai Zhen was admitted back to Rong's family, the ugly duckling turned into a swan, and the real ugly swan herself should return to the place where she should belong, and even had to drop out of school. Even if Xia Mengjia wanted to help, apart from financial Apart from support, there is no other way.

Who told her she was just a child.

As if feeling Rong Ling's sudden depression, Xia Mengjia came over and put her face on Rong Ling's shoulder: "What's wrong with my cousin, did you encounter any unhappy things in school? Who bullied you, tell me, I'll help you get rid of him."

Rong Ling was amused by her childish words, and reached out to rub her fluffy long hair: "Come on, who dares to bully me, you should take care of yourself."

Unexpectedly, Xia Mengjia frowned and grabbed Rong Ling's hand: "Cousin, I told you a long time ago that I'm not a child, can you stop treating me like a child?"

Looking at her cheeks that were about to bulge into puffer fish, Rong Ling couldn't help but agree, "Okay, okay, no problem."

But there was no sincerity in his tone.

Xia Mengjia was annoyed, and rushed forward to scratch Rong Ling's itchy flesh, "Hmph, I told you to underestimate me."

The two returned to Rong's house happily all the way, the car stopped in front of the villa, walked in through the gate, and the restaurant was already filled with sumptuous meals.

Rong Ling's mother... Oh no, to be precise, it was Bai Zhen's mother, Chen Xiu, who was busy in the kitchen.

No matter how busy she is at work, as long as the child comes home on weekends, she, a mother, will always spare time to spend time with Rong Ling.

However, this time, Rong Ling did not rush into the kitchen, hug her waist and call her mother sweetly like in the previous life.

Looking at Chen Xiu's back wandering inside through the glass door, Rong Ling remembered that in his previous life, after discovering that Bai Zhen was his real daughter and she was just a counterfeit, Chen Xiu was the one who felt the most grief.

Later, she thought that Bai Zhen and Rong Ling did not get along at school. In order not to make Bai Zhen sad, Chen Xiu couldn't wait to sever ties with Rong Ling and let her go back to her biological mother.

Rong Ling could understand, but she couldn't forgive. She still had her schoolbag in her hand and stood there blankly.

Xia Mengjia sensed something was wrong with Rong Ling, and looked over curiously: "Cousin, what's wrong with you today, why are you always distracted?"

Without waiting for Rong Ling to answer, Chen Xiu, who was busy cooking, turned her head when she heard the voices of the two talking, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she walked out of the kitchen: "Ling Ling is back?"

"Hmm..." Maybe this body is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and Rong Ling's mind was instantly pulled back to the thinking mode of a teenager, and he said in a muffled voice, "Mom..."

With a low sound, he screamed reluctantly.

"Wait a minute, Mom still has a dish to cook." Fortunately, Chen Xiu went back to the kitchen in a hurry and didn't notice anything was wrong.

Rong Ling took the opportunity to go upstairs to put his schoolbag in the study, and then went downstairs again, just in time for dinner.

"Cousin, come quickly..." Xia Mengjia had already set the table and chopsticks for Rong Ling, "Today my aunt cooks all your favorite dishes."

With a glance, Rong Ling saw sweet and sour fish, drunk crab, pineapple meat, and various other dishes... Immediately, his mood really improved a lot.

When a person is in a good mood, his appetite naturally improves. Rong Ling ate a lot of dishes with rice, and suddenly raised his head, only to find that Chen Xiu was staring at him intently.

She choked, almost choked, and coughed a few times, but fortunately Xia Mengjia quickly handed over water, and Rong Ling was able to catch her breath.

Chen Xiu didn't expect that she would scare people, so she apologized guiltily: "I'm sorry, Ling Ling, Mom just thought you seemed to be a little talkative today, so I took a few more glances..."

"It's okay..." Rong Ling panted and shook his head, coming back to life.

Xia Mengjia hurriedly helped her out: "Auntie, it must be that my cousin is just in her third year of high school, and she is under too much pressure. Let her get used to it for a while."

"That's right..." Chen Xiu doubted him, "How could I have forgotten this, Ling Ling, it's my mother's fault."

It's true that Rong Ling was just in the third year of high school, but students from noble schools like them don't need to worry about the college entrance examination. Xia Mengjia and Chen Xiu really dare to make up and believe it. Rong Ling twitched his lips, too lazy to argue .

The short weekend is fleeting, nothing more than sleeping, playing games, reading books, and it is Monday in a blink of an eye.

The first year of high school is not in the same building as Wednesday's teaching building. Before leaving, Xia Mengjia reluctantly bid farewell to Rong Ling with tears: "Cousin, don't forget to come and play with me when you have time."

She looked like she was being bullied, so Rong Ling had no choice but to send her away with some helplessness, half coaxing and half persuading.

Watching Xia Mengjia go away, Rong Ling turned his head and met a cold gaze.

It's Bai Zhen, she is still wearing a loose school uniform today, and her washed white canvas shoes are out of tune with the rich and luxurious aristocratic schools.

The smile on Rong Ling's face froze when he was talking to Xia Mengjia, and he froze for a moment with the hand that was raised in mid-air when he waved goodbye, and then the smile on his face faded, and he subconsciously put his hand into the pocket of his school uniform.

However, after a while, I didn't insert it.

The second time, still empty.

It wasn't until the third time that Rong Ling realized that the zipper of the pocket of the school uniform had been pulled up at some point. Her fingers trembled, and she put her hand down as if nothing had happened.

But at this moment, Bai Zhen didn't seem to see anything, and passed Rong Ling as if nothing had happened.

OK, Rong Ling frowned, took a deep breath, and pretended nothing happened.

The two entered the classroom one after the other, and heard wailing inside: "Ah, ah, what should I do? Why do you have to take the exam all of a sudden?"

"Save the children, I don't want to take exams, I just want to be a five rich second generation who inherits the family property."

Seeing Rong Ling walking in, Wang Qi felt like meeting a savior: "Sister Rong, save me, you have to help me with the exam later?"

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling went in without knowing.

"What else is going on." Wang Qi said, "Just take the test. Lao Li said that he is in the third year of high school, so he can't relax like this. We must give us some more."

Lao Li is not only the math teacher of Rong Ling's third and fourth class, but also the head teacher.

Since he proposed to take an exam, he designated it as a math exam. Fortunately, although Rong Ling's conduct on campus was not very good, his grades were still among the best. Except that he was slightly inferior to Bai Zhen, he was almost invincible.

It's no wonder that Rong Ling hated Bai Zhen when she mentioned Bai Zhen in her previous life. In addition to her background, the more important reason is that for two full years, Bai Zhen had surpassed her in the exam, and Bai Zhen almost always beat her. Zhen first, Rong Ling second.

But of course Wang Qi and the others didn't bother to ask Bai Zhen for help, so they had to grab Rong Ling as a straw.

Of course Rong Ling has no patience for these so-called friends, so he just said indifferently: "Let's talk about it when the time comes."

Just as he was talking, Lao Zhou, the math teacher, had already come in, holding in his hand a thick test paper that had just been printed and smelled like ink. After standing on the podium and looking around, he realized that the seats chosen by these students were hidden. , almost forming a situation surrounded by poor students and excellent students.

After being a people's teacher for so many years, even though he has been hired into a private noble middle school with a high salary, Lao Zhou is still upright, and said with a few words: "Wang Qi, sit in He Mei's seat, and you, sit in the last row by the window." ..."

Amidst the complaints, the seats were completely disrupted.

Lao Zhou pushed his glasses again: "Bai Zhen, go to the position behind Rong Ling."

Rong Ling rested his head on one hand, and stopped turning his pen in boredom, when he heard rustling from the back table.

She didn't even bother to look back, she took the test paper from the front row in displeasure, and threw it back without looking back.

Fortunately, with the remaining moral cultivation, Rong Ling restrained himself from throwing it out directly, and still pinched the corners of a few test papers with his fingers.

Bai Zhen, who had already been prepared to make things difficult, was taken aback for a moment, and took the test paper in her hand.