After being widowed and reborn, I picked up the redemption script!

Chapter 9: So can you stop pretending?

"But you can't let him bully you!" Thinking of the previous things, Sangli's eyes widened angrily, looking at Jin Yuyan with hatred, and continued to persuade.

"Then what should I do?" Jin Yuyan asked seriously, yet casually.

Facing his deep yet clear eyes, Sangli's heart shook slightly: "At least you can call the police first. Just like today."

She paused for a few seconds and then continued: "Sometimes tolerance will only lead to more rampant revenge from the other party."

Jin Yuyan said nothing. After a moment of silence, he said two words to her: "Let's go."

Seeing this, Sangli wanted to give some more advice, but when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back in her stomach.

Forget it, it was his decision to make anyway, why should she bother?

As a result, Sangli didn't dwell on this issue for too long.

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It was already after seven o'clock in the evening when Sang Li got home, and Sang Yun'en had already returned from dance class.

Since the last dispute, the two have not communicated with each other for a long time, and they usually pretend not to see each other when they meet at home.

But today Sang Zhicheng is back, so mother and daughter naturally have to pretend.

As soon as Sangli put on her slippers, Xu Fanghua appeared with a fruit plate: "Xiaoli is back! Wash your hands and eat some fruit!"

Sangli was sarcastic in her heart, but on her face she just responded indifferently: "Yeah."

After that, he walked directly to the kitchen and washed a pear himself without touching the fruit plate brought by Xu Fanghua.

She didn't believe that Xu Fanghua was so kind. What kind of fruit would he wash for her?He even brought it over specially for her to see!
Sangli laughed in her heart, but her face remained extremely calm, as if nothing had happened.

She slowly put the pear to her mouth and bit off half of it.

"Xiao Li, are you used to being in the new school recently?" Xu Fanghua suddenly asked with concern, her tone as kind as a mother's.

This made Sanli very disgusted, but she could deal with it: "It's okay."

"Can you keep up with your studies? Do you want dad to enroll you in a cram school?" Sang Zhicheng also said with a smile.

Sang Li also thought about it. After all, it was true that she had a poor foundation. It would definitely be a lot easier if she could go to a cram school. Moreover, Sang Zhicheng was not bankrupt yet, so he could afford even the most expensive cram school.

"Okay." Sanli nodded in agreement.

"Okay, what about the hobby classes? Do you want to learn ballet like Yun En?" Sang Zhicheng asked again.

After all, Sangli just transferred from a vocational high school to a general high school. If his academic performance is not good in the later period, he can still take the college entrance examination through arts and sports. It is one thing whether Sangli wants to go to it, but as a father, he has to keep his balance.

Sang Yun'en wasn't going to interrupt at first, but when she heard that Sang Zhicheng wanted Sang Li to go to ballet with her, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Uncle Sang, Sister Sangli has never learned ballet before. Isn't it very hard to learn ballet now? And Sister Sangli is already in high school. Is it useful to learn ballet at this time? I'm afraid it will be very difficult."

Sang Zhicheng didn't think so much, he just thought it was his younger sister who cared about his elder sister: "Really?"

Xu Fanghua also said: "Zhicheng, ballet is a test of basic skills. It usually starts in elementary school. It's really late for Xiaoli to learn it now."

Seeing the mother and daughter singing in harmony, Sanli only found it funny, but she didn't refute anything. She really didn't have much interest in ballet. Instead of wasting time on it, she might as well answer more questions.

So he said: "I'm not interested in that thing."

Sang Zhicheng nodded when he heard this: "If you are really not interested in ballet, forget it."

Sang Yun'en looked at Sangli's indifferent expression and couldn't help frowning: "Sister Sangli, how about you sign up for another interest class? Or you can learn an instrument."

Hearing this, Sangli couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth with a sarcastic smile: "If I really go, why don't you cry?"

So can you stop pretending?

Sang Yun'en was stunned and couldn't speak for a while.

After saying this, Sang Li stood up and walked out of the living room, ignoring Sang Yun'en's ugly expression.

Sang Zhicheng shook his head, "Little girls know how to fool around." Sang Li closed the door of the room to isolate the annoying sounds downstairs.

She walked over to the bed and opened the heavy curtains.

The sky was as dark as if it had been splashed with thick ink, with only a few scattered stars shining in the night sky.

Sangli opened the zipper of her schoolbag and took out the plaster Jin Yuyan gave her.

The pain in my shoulders has eased a lot, but it is still obvious, and I feel a vague chill on my neck.

Sangli took off her school uniform, revealing her white underwear.

She dipped a cotton ball in the ointment and wiped the bruises around the wound. She pressed her fingers on the red and swollen areas to squeeze out the bruises.

"Hiss~" Sangli breathed out softly, beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

She frowned and had to change to a cotton ball dipped in iodophor and apply it.

After applying the medicine, Sangli put on her pajamas, thought for a moment, took out her cell phone, and made a call.

"Hey Xiaolizi, have you finally remembered to call me?" A frivolous male voice came from over there.

Hearing the voice of her old friend, Sanli couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

In her previous life, Xu Yu was forcibly sent to the United States by her family. Later, she married Jin Yuyan, and they gradually lost contact with each other.

Now that he's reincarnated, he's still the same
"Sangli?" Seeing that Sangli didn't answer, Xu Yu couldn't help but ask again.

"Yes." Sangli finally recovered her thoughts and responded, "I have something I need your help with."

"What's the matter? Tell me! As long as I can help, there will be no ambiguity." Xu Yu readily agreed.

Sangli threw the plaster in her hand on the table, pursed her lips and smiled, then went straight to the point: "I want you to go to No. [-] Middle School to find someone."

"Who?"

"Pei Cheng." Sangli narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression became a little cold.

"He." Xu Yu touched his chin and pondered for a moment.

"You know him?"

"I met him once. He's quite famous, but he's not a good person." Xu Yu snorted lightly, and then asked with some confusion: "What, you messed with him?"

"Well, it's a bit festive." Sangli looked down at her nails, with no emotion in her tone: "So I want you to talk to him. As for how you talk, it's up to you. Anyway, let him not bother you in the future."

Xu Yu raised his eyebrows.

This was quite domineering. But since it was Sanli's request, he certainly would not refuse.

Xu Yu nodded: "Okay, I'll help you solve it."

Sangli raised the corners of her lips with satisfaction: "Thanks then, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Xu Yu chuckled softly: "You are so polite, this is not what we need to talk about in our relationship."

He paused, as if he thought of something: "Are you free this week? Let's come out and get together."

"Next week, the exams are about to start."

"Are you really starting to study hard now?" Xu Yu was a little surprised. After all, Sangli didn't seem to like to study before. In junior high school, she was punished with a demerit for skipping classes.

"Well, the life I used to live in was too boring. I want to change my life."

Xu Yu: "Okay, I'll contact you then."

The two exchanged some pleasantries before hanging up the phone.

(End of this chapter)