Rebirth of the strongest scholar goddess

Chapter 2 Live, live well

"Yes." After speaking, Lao Li pushed the wheelchair and wanted to send the old man out.

"Ahem! Wait! Grandpa!"

Ye Xingrui took a few breaths violently, and suddenly stopped him.

Both of them were dumbfounded, turning their heads in disbelief.

Fourth Miss, who has always been cowardly and timid, actually dares to call the old man so loudly?

Ye Xingrui clutched her chest, her brows were slightly frowned at this moment, her face was pale, because of coughing, her face was blushing, she looked as sad and cute as a sick girl in Japanese anime.

"Miss?" the butler asked.

"Grandpa." Ye Xingrui frowned pitifully in response to him, and called out again.

This time, the old man said in person, "Qingqing, what's the matter?"

What Ye Xingrui was going to say, was brewing up enough heat: "I'm sorry!"

After uttering three words, the girl's clear tears rolled down, and the back of her hands were wet.

"It's not your fault." The old man's old voice sounded.

Ye Xingrui shook her head, heartbroken, "No, it's my fault, it's all my fault.

It's because I don't cherish the life my parents gave me, and I give it up at will. It's because I don't cherish the family's reputation, and humble courtship.

Grandpa, scold me!Hit me!I knew I was wrong, I was so wrong! "

"Miss--"

The housekeeper's voice trembled, feeling sorry for such a poor and sensible little girl.

The old man was indifferent, nodded slightly, and asked, "Only self-blame? Don't you feel wronged? At home, your relatives treat you harshly, and at school, Luoluo must have bullied you a lot.

This is all the harm that the Wen family brought to you. This time you narrowly escaped death, do you have no hatred for the family other than self-blame? "

Jiang is still old and spicy, playing the emotional card blindly, which only adds to the laughingstock.

Ye Xingrui knew it well, licked her lips, and said with difficulty: "Grandpa, you are right, there were some before, even when I chose to commit suicide, I still hated my family deeply.

But--"

She lowered her voice and broke down in sobs.

The butler turned around and took out a handkerchief, carefully wiping her face.

"Lao Li, let her continue."

The old man suddenly became serious.

The housekeeper froze, and finally, he put his hands down, put the handkerchief in her hand, returned to the old man's side, and stood respectfully.

Ye Xingrui squeezed her handkerchief tightly, her head drooped, and she exuded an eerie aura like a witch who came out of hell: "However, if there is no family, the situation will only be worse.

There is no good food and clothing, no opportunity to receive higher education, and no luck to be rescued after suicide.

It seems that love has suffered a lot of bullying for so many years, but how many people don't even have the opportunity to enter the rich family and suffer bullying, so they die in the wilderness.

If you want to be famous in front of others, you have to suffer in the future.

I have enjoyed the supreme glory brought by the family, but I have to bear the pain brought by the family. "

After finishing speaking, Ye Xingrui suddenly raised her head, swept away the gloomyness before, and stared intently at old man Wen with burning eyes.

Before she crossed over, she was also from a noble family, and her clan consciousness was much stronger than that of modern people.

Since she was born, her father, who is the head of the family, has told her these stinky truths no less than hundreds of times, and she just knows them at her fingertips.

"Miss, that's very well said!"

The housekeeper heaved a sigh of relief, and happily blew in the old man's ear.

The old man looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes darkened, and finally he nodded in relief.

"Finally enlightened, it's a blessing in disguise!"

For so many years, this girl has always been gloomy and gloomy. After all, she lives in her own pain and cannot get out.

Now that he walked through the gate of hell, did he suddenly wake up?

Could it be that death really has such a great impact on a person?

**
Ye Xingrui lay in the VIP intensive care unit of the hospital for half a month, and the wounds scabbed and healed.

The housekeeper, Lao Li, came to the hospital to see her regularly every day, and left two maids to take turns to take care of her 24 hours a day, for fear that the hospital nurses would not take good care of her.

Another half a month later, Ye Xingrui fully recovered and was taken back after completing the discharge procedures.

In the car, the butler Lao Li sat in the passenger seat and reported respectfully: "Miss, your transfer procedures have been completed. It is another noble private school in Hong Kong City. Of course, if you don't like it, you can change it to another school, but according to Lao Li Come, it is best to go abroad, but the old man is reluctant and wants to keep you at home for a few years."

Ye Xingrui sat quietly in the back seat and listened. There were two maids sitting on the left and right. She lowered her voice and said calmly, "Uncle Li."

The butler turned his head, with a kind face: "What's the matter, tell me."

Ye Xingrui nodded in embarrassment: "I——I don't want to transfer schools."

"You don't want to transfer?"

Butler Li couldn't figure it out. The personnel of that school had caused such great harm to the young lady.

Why don't you want to transfer?

Is it?

"Miss, Lao Li boldly advises you, young people should not be obsessed with immature feelings, the world is still big, and there are more exciting people and things waiting for you."

Ye Xingrui smashed a huge sweat on her head, misunderstood that she had no more love for that An Xiaomu?
"Uncle housekeeper, I just want to go back and study hard. After all, I'm not wrong. I shouldn't be the one who left."

In the end, the girl's crisp voice seemed to be quenched by the poison of ice.

Rao, the old butler who had seen countless people, was also taken aback.

The young girl is going back to take revenge?

"Then—that's fine, I will follow Miss's orders."

Ye Xingrui was grateful: "Thank you, Uncle Li."

Butler Li smiled kindly: "Miss, what can I say?"

Ye Xingrui glanced at the two maids beside her out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly asked, "There is one more thing I need to ask you."

"What's the matter? Just tell me."

Butler Li was curious.

Ye Xingrui kept smiling, but she glanced left and right from the corner of her eye. Steward Li was used to knowing people with winks, and immediately understood.

"Oh, wise lady, very deliberate."

The matter of returning home was very low-key. The car drove in through the back door of the garden, taking a path that no one cares about, and almost no one in the family knew it.

Ye Xingrui lived in the room, lay on the big bed and sighed comfortably, stared at the ceiling, and muttered: "I have captured Mr. Wen, butler Li, who should be next?"

Anyway, she is determined to live on, and she can no longer trample on the second life God gave her.

Since you want to live, you have to live like a person!

In her previous life, she was the imperial concubine who favored the harem, and in this life, she will become the most favored daughter of the Wen family!
Not bad!

Ye Xingrui admitted that in her previous life, her father had heard those ridiculous truths, but in this life she read them silently to Mr. Wen, but suddenly realized.

Isn't it?

While enjoying the splendor and wealth of the wealthy family, it is inevitable to endure the open and secret struggles within the wealthy family.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, since time immemorial.

Just then, the phone rang.

She picked up the phone, butler Li's voice came: "Miss, I have found some candidates for you, what kind of maid do you need?"

Ye Xingrui just slapped her hands in her heart. This modern housekeeper is much better than the ancient eunuch chiefs. It's not 01:30 that is fast in handling things.

"It's very simple, needless to say about your character, Uncle Li, I can rest assured about your vision, there is only one thing, it's best if you're older, have no children, no relatives, in this way, it's best—"

(End of this chapter)