The teachers laughed and did not ask any more questions.

They simply thought Wang Zhongyun had been traumatized. First place ranking? Was he dreaming?

They were filled with disdain and unfriendliness toward Wang Zhongyun.

But Wang Zhongyun had always been a solitary person. Apart from the teachers who taught the third class, he did not pay attention to anyone else.

After class, Song Yaoyao received a phone call from Yun Shuihan.

"Hello, Miss Song, I've thought about your offer carefully. I've decided to sell my copyright. If you have time, let's meet and discuss further."

Song Yaoyao was not surprised. She had offered good conditions. Any hot-blooded person would not be able to stand the mistreatment. 

Clearly, Yun Shuihan also wanted to take a gamble and give her plagiarizer a slap in the face.

"Okay, let's meet in 2 days' time then. I'll check my schedule and once I've confirmed a time and place, I will contact you. Okay?"

She was methodical and organized.

"Of course..." Yun Shuihan quickly agreed.

Only after hanging up did she discover that her palms were covered in sweat and she was extremely nervous.

It was so strange. Song Yaoyao was just a senior high school student who hadn't graduated yet, while Yun Shuihan had already been working for several years. Yet, she couldn't treat her like a child. Especially when she spoke seriously, she emitted a powerful aura, causing one to fall silent and listen to her orders.

Yun Shuihan admired her charm.

Perhaps in this lifetime, she could never be as confident and relaxed as Song Yaoyao. It was as though no one could ever get in her way.

As the weather grew colder and colder, the glowing sun brought no warmth. Even the air stung.

The atmosphere was covered in a thick fog as countless cars parked outside the school gates. Today was the same as usual.

The only difference was the extra luxurious car which rushed toward her with a growl.

Song Yaoyao stood in place as someone rushed over.

"Mirac-Miss Song—"

When he sensed that there were a lot of people looking at him, Wei Ning quickly changed his greeting.

He wasn't an idiot. Previously, inside the hospital room, Elder Shen did not reveal Song Yaoyao's identity because he didn't want everyone to know about her.

Song Yaoyao looked at him strangely and followed behind him carrying her backpack.

"You don't have to treat me this way. I charge for my services."

He didn't have to lower himself like that.

At least, Song Yaoyao was not going to hate someone who was desperately trying to find a doctor for his mother.

Wei Ning smiled leisurely and scratched his head. "Okay, to be honest, I'm not quite used to it.

It would have been fine if Song Yaoyao was an old person, but she looked so weak and delicate. To speak to her with such respect was a little strange.

"Take me to your place so I can check on the situation."

"Okay!"

Wei Ning had been waiting for her to say this. He quickly ran over to open the car door.

As soon as Song Yaoyao sat down, another body squeezed in beside her.

She furrowed her brows and looked over to find a familiar yet annoying face looking back at her.

"Huo Ningxi, what are you doing?"

Huo Ningxi ignored her and did not reply. "Where are you going? I want to go too."

"Hey!"

Song Yaoyao clenched her fists in anger. "Are you asking for a beating??" she threatened as she gritted her teeth.

Wei Ning recognized Huo Ningxi; they had met several times.

As he watched this scene from outside the car, he felt a little awkward.