The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 1623 The Encounter of Light and Dust

There was suddenly a commotion in the classroom.

Si Qianling stepped over the threshold carrying his schoolbag in one hand, and the Van Cleef & Arpels bracelet on his wrist collided with the metal door frame, making a crisp sound.

He glanced around the classroom casually, and his eyes paused slightly when passing the third row - the girl with an old rubber band was using a ruler to mark the test paper, and the neat calculation steps were listed on the draft paper.

Everyone looked up at her, except her.

Si Qianling transferred to this class this semester. He had been studying in Kyoto before and was an art student.

But his academic performance was always less than ideal, so his mother asked someone to send him to this school.

I hope that this best school in the country can help him improve his grades so that he won't be unable to get a decent diploma in the future.

Because of the special nature of the school, there are children from all kinds of families.

But if we talk about the one with the best family background, it has to be the young master who just transferred here.

The legitimate grandson of the Si Group. It was said that his grandmother had seven granddaughters, but only had this little grandson, and he was usually very spoiled.

Si Qianling may seem a bit rebellious, but he actually has a very pure mind and has been well protected over the years.

No one knew that he had been eyeing a girl in the class since the day he transferred to the school.

I heard that her family is not well off and they owe a lot of money.

My mother was a police officer, but she died three years ago.

My father opened a small restaurant selling dumplings and wontons. He was very busy every day and had to take care of a three-year-old son.

As for her, in addition to studying, she also works in the school cafeteria and does part-time jobs outside on weekends and holidays.

Even with such efforts, life was still tight. Si Qianling was only one street away from Su Qiruo, and he could see her just by turning his head slightly.

Taking another look at the old hairband and loose hair, Si Qianling couldn't help but frowned.

How much money is owed that makes the whole family live so hard?

Si Qianling used to go to an aristocratic school, where all his classmates came from well-off families. This was the first time he had seen someone like Su Qiruo.

Just like a bamboo, growing tenaciously.

Before Si Qianling took out his book, the teacher had already arrived.

When the girl looked up, he saw the butterfly-wing shadows cast by her eyelashes in the morning light.

The teacher's voice awakened Si Qianling's mind. She quickly put the math book in place. The pages moved, and the ginkgo bookmark sandwiched between them swirled and floated to the side of her shoes.

The white sneakers, which were old but still clean, moved slightly. A slender hand picked up the bookmark and handed it over. Si Qianling took it in a panic and was afraid to look into her eyes.

Su Qiruo seemed not to notice Si Qianling's curiosity about her. A pampered young master would never have any contact with someone like her. They would just be passers-by in each other's lives.

Others marveled at his appearance and distinguished family background, but these had nothing to do with Su Qiruo.

She just wanted to grow up quickly, so that her father wouldn't have to work so hard, and her brother wouldn't have to live as hard as she did.

Also, my mother’s last wish.

Ji Jinghe, who came in with the teacher, was handing out the monthly test papers. Si Qianling stared at the scarlet number 69 and heard the rustling sound of papers flipping beside him.

He turned sideways as if possessed by a magic spell, and caught a glimpse of the number 150 jumping on Su Qiruo's paper and the smiling face that the serious math teacher had drawn on her with a red pen. The handwriting was as clear and elegant as the slender wrist revealed when she rolled up her sleeves.