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Meanwhile, at No.3 Middle School.

Today was exactly the day Xu Qing brought Xia Yourong to report to No.3 Middle School.

It was not until the second break bell rang inside the teaching building that they completed all the enrollment procedures.

Throughout the process, Xia Yourong furrowed her brows and hardly showed a smile.

Having attended First Middle School for two and a half years, Xia Yourong found everything at No.3 Middle School unsatisfactory.

It must be said, in comparison to First Middle School, No.3 Middle School was indeed very small, whether it was the teaching buildings or the sports facilities, everything felt very outdated, even the class bells were the piercing mechanical type.

Xia Yourong even felt that the students attending this school seemed rather unsophisticated.

It was not until Xu Qing took her to the principal’s office that Xia Yourong reluctantly sculpted a slight smile onto her face.

No matter how dilapidated the school, the principal’s status was nonetheless extraordinary.

The last time Xia Yuzheng had changed her schedule to meet the principal of No.3 Middle School on Sunday, she had gone, but ended up not seeing him, as the dean of students had received her.

The principal of No.3 Middle School was also a member of the Botanical Association, so he had to attend an exchange day on Sunday as well.

It was on Sunday at the exchange event that Xia Yuzheng saw the principal of No.3 Middle School and remembered this matter.

Thus, today was Xia Yourong’s first time meeting Principal Zou of No.3 Middle School.

When they knocked on the office door, Principal Zou stood up to welcome them.

But upon seeing the two people who entered, Principal Zou’s expression noticeably showed surprise, “Mrs.

Xia didn’t come?”

That morning, he had heard from the dean of students that a lady had accompanied Xia Yourong.

He had thought it was Mrs.

Xia.

Xu Qing smiled awkwardly, “Hello Principal Zhou, I’m Yourong’s aunt.”

Although ‘aunt’ sounded like a closely related relative as well, it could not compare to the title of Mrs.

Xia.

Principal Zou’s demeanor remained polite but was visibly different from before.

While helping Xia Yourong check her admission materials, Principal Zou also asked, “Why didn’t your mother come today?”

Xia Yourong glanced at Xu Qing, “She…

had some things to attend to today, so she asked my aunt to accompany me here.”

Principal Zou nodded, apparently thinking of something, then suddenly said amiably, “By the way, the plant your dad picked up at the last exchange meeting was quite a hit.

He later told us that plant was picked up by his daughter on the roadside…”

Principal Zou smiled, “Was it you who picked it up?”

Xia Yourong, now not living in the villa, had no idea what he was referring to.

But judging from Principal Zou’s expression, it seemed to be a good thing.

If it wasn’t her who picked it up, then it must have been Xia Ye; since Principal Zou and Xia Ye would likely never meet, Xia Yourong nonchalantly responded with a tentative “Hmm.”

Principal Zou, hearing her affirmation, indeed brightened, “You really do have an eye for things, if I had a daughter like you, I’d be settled.”

Xia Yourong tugged at the corner of her mouth, but her heart felt no joy.

Principal Zou first mistook Xu Qing for Xu He, and then questioned Xia Yourong about Xia Ye’s actions.

When they left the principal’s office, both mother and daughter looked rather unhappy.

As they exited the school and waited to hail a taxi, Xia Yourong, feeling resentful, hesitated but still asked, “Mom, who exactly is my biological father?”

She no longer wanted to live like this, even having to rely on replacing Xia Ye to gain the principal’s attention.

Upon hearing her question, Xu Qing’s hand, which was hailing a taxi, suddenly trembled, and she turned to look at Xia Yourong, “Why ask this?

You are now the legitimate heiress of the Xia family.

Don’t go snooping into useless things!”

Xia Yourong really did not understand.

It was one thing for her mother not to tell others, but why keep her in the dark as well?

“Mom, just tell me, please.

I won’t tell anyone else, and I won’t go looking for him either.

I’m just curious…”

“There’s nothing to be curious about,” Xu Qing tried to calm herself, clearly very resistant to this question.

She hailed a cab and pulled Xia Yourong into the car, “Just remember, your father is Xia Yuzheng!

There is no one else!”

After dropping this cold statement, Xu Qing turned her head to look out of the car window and did not speak again for the entire ride.

Xia Yourong did not ask further, and instead tried to analyze, what exactly did Xu Qing’s last statement mean?

Xu Qing said her dad was Xia Yuzheng and no one else…

Could this statement perhaps mean what she thought it meant?

In the office of the Xia Family’s chairman, an innocent Xia Yuzheng suddenly sneezed.

He blew his nose, and taking advantage of a break from work, he took out his mobile phone and called a botanist.

Once the call was connected, Xia Yuzheng spoke with respect.

“Old sir, it’s me, Xiaoxia.

I wanted to inquire about those leaves you mentioned you’d take to a professional institution for testing.

I was wondering…

if there has been any news?”

These days, every time Xia Yuzheng thought of the rare potted plant in his home, his spirits were unusually high.

He even smoked less cigarettes.

On the other end of the phone, the botanist, hearing that his call was about the potted plant, sounded more animated than usual, “The DNA has been extracted and uploaded to the database of the International Botanical Organization.

Further research will be carried out by them later on.

Xiaoxia, you have to take good care of that treasure, okay?”

Xia Yuzheng nodded earnestly.

“Absolutely, thank you for your effort.”

**

At six p.m., it’s the time for students at First Middle School to have finished dinner and just before evening self-study begins.

Sitting in their respective offices in the Jiang enterprises, Shen Jing and Dong Mao finally received a message from the goddess in their finance software group.

Fairy-like Happiness: [How about tomorrow at 9:30 p.m.?

I’m only free after 9 p.m.]

Dong Mao rubbed his eyes hard, hardly believing he had truly received a reply from the goddess.

Shen Jing was so delighted he held his phone with both hands and stomped his feet joyfully in the office.

Dawn Dancer: [Yes, absolutely!

I can make it!

And not just at 9 p.m., even at midnight I have time!]

Blunt Man: [I’m free as well!

Successful people only get free at night, gotta understand!]

Fairy-like Happiness: [Alright, I’ll send you the restaurant name in a private message.]

After all, she wouldn’t be free until after her evening studies.

When the others in the group heard that the goddess had truly agreed to meet them, they were envious.

They all messaged, asking the goddess to send the restaurant detail directly to the group so they could treat her as well.

Blunt Man and Dawn Dancer immediately blocked this suggestion.

They had touched the goddess’s heart with their sincerity; why should those others get to share in their light?

Three minutes later, Dong Mao, beaming, knocked on the door of the CEO’s office.

“Boss, there’s something I’d like to ask you about.

After 9 p.m.

tomorrow, I have some personal matters to attend to and would like to request some time off,” he said.

Jiang Xuan saw right through his restless heart and was not unkind.

“You may.”

Dong Mao left with a bounce in his step.

Then, as Jiang Xuan’s gaze was about to return to the contract, Shen Jing knocked and came in.

His words were exactly the same as Dong Mao’s…