The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 20: Where Did The Money Come From



Chapter 20: Where Did The Money Come From

He Ning's eyes were indifferent as he asked, "Where did the money come from?"

He Xiaoguo, who was eating a meatball, stopped. He Sui, who was about to sneakily take the squid roll, retracted his hand. Father He, who was sitting on the sofa reading the evening newspaper, looked up. Mother He, who was about to step into the kitchen, also retracted her leg.

By the way, Mother He had only given her 20 yuan in total. Where did she get the money to buy oden?

Everyone's gaze focused on He Jing, filled with curiosity. The air seemed frozen, and a string was pulled taut, ready to snap at any time.

He Jing smiled nonchalantly. She saw through their true thoughts at a glance and said, "It's not from the Cheng family. I earned it myself."

He Ning frowned deeply, his handsome face filled with disbelief.

He Sui seemed to have grabbed her by the braids and said sarcastically, "Are you kidding me? Where did you earn so much money? Although our He family is poor, we have our pride. We won't accept anything that has an unclear source."

He Xiaoguo didn't swallow the meatball. His cheeks were puffed up. He suddenly felt unsure whether to swallow or not.

He Jing's beautiful eyes stared straight at He Sui, making He Sui feel guilty. However, she did not say anything. She picked up the oden from the table, turned around, and walked into the room, closing the door.

He Sui inexplicably felt that he had been slapped in the face. He then heard his mother say with a hint of blame, "Xiao Sui, you've gone too far. Jingjing has good intentions no matter what. She specially brought something back for you brothers to eat. Even if she took the Cheng family's money, you shouldn't have said that to her. Go apologize to her later."

He Sui, who felt guilty, suddenly exploded, "No, why should I apologize to her? She can't explain it. This money is just not clean."

Mother He was at a loss for words and sighed in a low voice.

Father He said calmly, "I'll talk to Jingjing later and see where she got the money from. If she borrowed it from the Cheng family or her classmates, we'll pay it back for her."

At this moment, a car horn sounded outside the door.

He Xiaoguo took advantage of the distraction and swallowed the fish ball. Excitedly, he said, "It must be Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother who came back from Aunty's house!"

Every time they returned, they would bring him delicious food!

As he spoke, his two short legs ran out like a whirlwind.

The tense atmosphere in the living room eased a little.

Mother He took the opportunity to instruct, "Behave. No matter what, you have to apologize to Jingjing later."

He Sui was still unconvinced. "I won't. I won't apologize even if I die."

In less than a minute, He Xiaoguo returned with a group of strangers.

They saw that this group of strangers was very young. There were boys and girls, and all of them looked like young masters and daughters. All of them were dressed in branded clothes. One of them even held a Ferrari key. The He family members couldn't know such a rich person, so it could only be someone He Jing knew.

Amid the uncertainty, the boy with the Ferrari key hooked on his index finger stood outside the threshold and asked politely, "Hello, Aunty. Does He Jing live here?"

Mother He's eyelids twitched. She quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes." Then, she kicked He Sui, signaling him to serve tea.

She then went to knock on He Jing's door and felt anxious. She lowered her voice and said, "Jingjing, your classmates are here for you."

He Jing opened the door.

The oden was still on the old table behind her, untouched. She had changed from her school uniform into the cheap clothes that the eldest brother, He Yuan, bought for her. She walked out with a calm expression.

She glanced at the few boys and girls at the door. Who else could it be but the few slackers who bought her notes?


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