The Fake Daughter Is Not Innocent

Xiao Ruoxuan looked at Shen Meijia with contempt and said, “Don’t you think you’re like Xiao Ying’s servant? Just because Brother Cheng Yang gave your father some benefits, so now you’re all over her? How shameless.”

Shen Meijia was so angry that her face turned red, but she couldn’t outspeak Xiao Ruoxuan.

Her father had indeed received benefits from that man.

She could only point at Xiao Ruoxuan and stammer, “You… you… you…”

Xiao Ruoxuan said smugly, “What? Nothing to say?”

Shen Meijia was so angry that tears were beginning to come out. She looked at Xiao Ying and explained, “Xiao Ying, I only told you to stay with me because I saw that you didn’t have a tent. I really didn’t have that kind of intention.”

Xiao Ying patted Shen Meijia’s shoulder and said comfortingly, “Don’t be anxious. I know your character. Why be anxious about someone unrelated to you? I don’t even believe what she says.”

These words gave Shen Meijia great encouragement.

After Xiao Ying helped Shen Meijia set up a tent, the homeroom teacher walked over from the other side.

He was still carrying the big backpack. He stood beside Xiao Ying and placed the backpack on the ground.

The backpack made a “thud,” indicating how heavy it was.

Xiao Ying was puzzled.

The homeroom teacher pointed to the backpack and said, “Your tent.”

With that, he opened the backpack, took out the tent, and set it up.

Xiao Ying looked at the homeroom teacher and everything cleared up. He was likely to be someone under Cheng Yang.

After being set up, the tent stunned everyone.

Many male students exclaimed in shock. This tent was way too luxurious.

Unlike the surrounding tents that were chosen for lightness and convenience, Xiao Ying’s tent was as tall as a person.

Placed among a circle of short tents, it was especially eye-catching.

Xiao Ruoxuan jumped out again and said, “Why is she the only one with a tent like this?”

The other students looked on enviously. They wanted one too.

The homeroom teacher turned to look at the children and said calmly, “Because her family paid.”

He did not care at all if his words had attacked the pure hearts of the children present.

After he finished speaking, he nodded at Xiao Ying and left.

Xiao Ying felt that this homeroom teacher was extremely straightforward. She looked at the bright-eyed Shen Meijia beside her and invited, “Do you want to stay with me tonight?”

Shen Meijia exclaimed in surprise, “Can I?”

Xiao Ying nodded. “Of course you can.”

The two of them entered the tent happily, and the other children could only leave with jealousy.

Xiao Ruoxuan gritted her teeth as a terrifying thought rose in her young heart.

At night, Class One occupied the largest grill because they had the most food.

Of course, the school would not let these children barbecue on their own. It was too unsafe, and the school had specially hired a barbecue chef.

The children only needed to help wash the vegetables and pass the prepared dishes around. Some just found a place where they could play.

Xiao Ying and Shen Meijia came to a large rock to stargaze. Xiao Ying listened to Shen Meijia’s childish musings and felt her heart calm down a lot.

The moment she turned around, she saw the chubby boy in the corner.

He stayed alone behind the tree, which blocked him from view.

Xiao Ying remembered he seemed to be from Class Seven.

After a while, someone came and said that they were getting ready to eat barbeque.

Everyone gathered together as the barbecue chefs carried food for each class to their respective tables.

Class Seven had no food, so they all went to other classes to eat.

Most people came to Class One because they had the most food, and the people from Class One wouldn’t be able to finish it themselves anyway.

The school came up with this idea not with the intention of starving the children. Instead, they wanted to teach them the values of helping each other.

Xiao Ying went out of her way to look around, but she didn’t see the chubby boy.

She was a little concerned. He couldn’t still be behind that tree, could he?