I’m Looking For Qin Yiyi

The night was dark, and the moonlight shone brightly.

Two slender figures walked side by side. Occasionally, the wind would blow, and the ends of Qin Yiyi's hair would tickle Shang Jiuying's jade-like face.

It was as if something had gently brushed past his heart.

A strange feeling that he had never felt before filled his heart. His gaze was gentle as he smiled. He turned his head and spoke up, "Second Young Master Gu, Old Master Gu. Little girl, I didn't expect you to be so popular."

Qin Yiyi raised her eyebrows and nodded in all seriousness. "Mm, I'm just that beautiful. I can't help it if people like me."

A smile flashed across Shang Jiuying's eyes. He reached out his hand and helped her push a strand of her hair back.

"I know you don't like those fake things. However, if other people have birthday gifts, we also have them."

Who knew that Qin Yiyi, who was walking, would suddenly stop in her tracks and look at him.

"Do you have a lot of money?"

Did he have a lot of money?

Shang Jiuying thought for a moment and nodded. "It's not bad."

There shouldn't be anyone who had more money than him, right?

"No wonder you made such a mess."

She raised her eyebrows. "Don't be stupid next time. If you have money, you can buy your own food and clothes. Do you have to show off those things in front of others?"

Shang Jiuying, "..."

Upon thinking about it, he was at a loss.

He thought that when he went back, he would have a good talk with Xu Zhuoyuan regarding giving a girl a birthday present.

Downstairs.

Shang Jiuying didn't leave until he saw Qin Yiyi go upstairs and saw the lights in her room turn on for a while.

The driver was called Jia Yi. He looked at Shang Jingying, who was sitting at the back with his eyes lowered.

"Sir, actually, Miss Qin's skills are very good. She won't be wronged."

With that skill, if she wasn't willing, who would dare to make her suffer?

Shang Jiuying's lowered eyes suddenly lifted, and a sharp, blade-like gaze fell on Jia Yi.

Jia Yi instantly broke out in cold sweat!

"Sir, your subordinate blabbered..."

After a long while.

The atmosphere in the car was as cold as an ice cellar, and Jia Yi felt that his heart was about to freeze.

Shang Jiuying's indifferent voice rang out. "This should not happen again."

The car slowly drove off.

Jia Yi, who was focused on driving, suddenly heard Shang Jiuying's voice. "Even if a person is strong, it doesn't mean that they won't be wronged or that they can't be wronged."

Could it be that their strength and skills were ineffective?

Jia Yi's heart trembled. He responded with a low 'yes' and secretly warned himself.

In the future, he had to put in more effort when it came to this Miss Qin!

The mid-term exams took place just a few days after the birthday banquet. The results were out in a week.

Unsurprisingly, Qin Yiyi once again occupied first place in the entire sophomore ranking.

Her score was dozens of points higher than the second place.

Qin Jiatong's score was also considered not bad. She was in the top three of the class and the top six of the grade.

Looking at this score alone, it was definitely not bad.

However, when compared to Qin Yiyi, it was a little insignificant.

However, Mrs. Qin did not care. She opened her mouth to only praise Qin Jiatong. It was rare to find someone who was unique in heaven and earth!

At this moment, Master Ma of the calligraphy and painting world announced a piece of very high-profile news. He was going to take in a disciple!

This disciple was none other than Qin Jiatong.

Logically speaking, whether it was taking in a disciple or becoming a disciple, it had nothing to do with Qin Yiyi.

But for some reason, as the news of Qin Jiatong being taken in as a disciple by master calligraphy and painting spread out, the news of Qin Yiyi's character also circulated. It was said that she didn't know how to respect her teacher and treated him insignificantly. Moreover, her behavior seemed to be getting fiercer and fiercer.

"Qin Jiatong, ah. I know, I know, she's the one who was accepted as Master Ma's last disciple. Sigh, did you know? This girl is good in everything, unlike her sister who isn't that good. I heard that she's very fierce and always hits and scolds Qin Jiatong, this sister of hers..."

"What is this? She even scolded Master Ma?"

"I especially found someone to inquire about it. That Qin Yiyi is an idiot in school, and she even fooled around with those indecent people outside."

"No wonder Mrs. Qin and Mr. Qin didn't want to talk about her. If it were me, I wouldn't want anyone to know that I have such a daughter."

"Ai, no, didn't I hear that during the birthday party that Miss Qin Yiyi is quite famous?"

"Famous for what? Second Young Master Gu, don't you all know?"

The people who heard this all revealed a few chuckles. So that was the gossip that was circulating like wildfire!

Qin Yiyi didn't pay much attention to these things and didn't care at all. She had only recently accepted a few medicinal herbs and was currently immersed in making the antidote for Shang Jiuying.

Right then, she was stopped by a young girl at the school gate. "You are Qin Yiyi?"

Qin Yiyi didn't even bat an eyelid. "No."

No?

The other party narrowed her eyes and looked at her. Then, she turned around and asked the person behind her doubtfully, "Didn't you say that you know her?"

"Well, I've only met her once before..."

Qin Yiyi hooked his school bag with one hand and continued walking into the school as if there was no one else around.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind. "It's her. I remember now. She's Qin Yiyi."

This shout attracted the attention of many people at the school gate, and they all turned to look in her direction.

Qin Yiyi naturally stopped in her tracks.

She sighed in her heart, turned around, and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I just remembered. If you're looking for Qin Yiyi, it seems that my name is Qin Yiyi?"

Hearing this, the face of the girl opposite her darkened.

"What do you mean your name is Qin Yiyi? I think you're doing this on purpose!"

Qin Yiyi hummed, her almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, and she murmured in a perfunctory manner, "So, you are not stupid."