The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 22: Dream

She was too skilled!

The two girls were equally impressed.

He Jing looked ahead and replied casually, "It's been a while. I used to dream of being a racer."

"What about now?"

"I want to be a Nobel Prize winner."

The two girls were speechless.

Struggling student A, "What prompted such a great leap in your aspirations?"

He Jing said lightly, "Women are not allowed to participate in F1."

Struggling student A was speechless.

He thought to himself, "The fact was too real."

On the way to the private library, the conversation in the Ferrari rarely stopped. Apart from the initial response, He Jing barely said anything throughout the journey.

The two girls chattered endlessly, from popular celebrities to the school forum, and from the school forum to Yan Hanxi. They even brought He Jing into the discussion.

"Sister Jing, how are things going between you and Yan Hanxi? If it doesn't work, let's change to someone else. I have a senior in my social circle who is very handsome. If you're interested, I'll send you his WeChat."

He Jing waited for a red light and said indifferently, "I'm not interested in Yan Hanxi anymore. I won't pursue him anymore."

Struggling student A's eyes lit up. He felt that his chance had come. "Sister Jing, look at me. I'm not a scumbag. I can be your boyfriend!"

He Jing replied, "Ugly rejection."

Struggling student A said, "... There was no more love."

The two girls thought that He Jing was injured from chasing Yan Hanxi, so they comforted her and cursed the guy. He Jing laughed and said, "I don't want to be in a relationship for the time being. I just want to focus on studying."

The girl who failed to sell her senior was greatly disappointed and could only give up on the idea. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the library.

Struggling student A's private library was also open to the public except for Saturday and Sunday. The normal libraries were closed at this time, so they could only come here.

He Jing explained the questions to them until eleven o'clock. Only then did the group of struggling students finally feel that they had an epiphany.

With He Jing's god-like thinking and learning ability, they could not think of anything else other than "Wow".

After it was over, Struggling student A volunteered, "Sister Jing, I'll send you back!"

Other classmates chimed in and teased struggling student A until he blushed.

However, He Jing remained calm and said, "No need. This place is close to home. I'll walk back. It's getting late, you all should head back and rest early."

Struggling student A, who had been rejected twice, felt disheartened. He insisted on sending He Jing out of the library. The two of them walked out of the revolving door together. Under the dim yellow streetlights, a slender figure stood alone and cast a dark shadow on the ground.

He Jing was taken aback. Then, her red lips curled up. She turned to look at struggling student A and said, "There's no need to send me off. Go get the car."

Struggling student A was dumbfounded. Before he could ask "why", he saw He Jing walk towards the person under the streetlight like a cheerful butterfly and shout, "Second Brother."

He Ning lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "Dad and Mom were worried and asked me to pick you up."

"I know." He Jing held his arm intimately. "Let's go. Dad and Mom must be waiting anxiously."

He Ning frowned, but he did not break free in the end. He glanced at He Jing, and her angelic face under the moonlight appeared pure and innocent. Her bright smile seemed capable of sweetening anyone's heart. His heart suddenly felt like a small pebble had been thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

He Jing didn't notice anything and asked with a sweet smile, "Are Dad and Mom asleep?"

"They're asleep."

"Thank you for picking me, Second Brother."

".. It's nothing."

The two of them walked back on foot. Their connected shadows looked like conjoined twins. He Ning caught a whiff of the girl's fragrance. It was like a sweet orange with a faint milky fragrance. He was silent for a moment before he suddenly said, "I'm sorry."