Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 828 - 379: A Sure Thing
As the initiator and helmsman of the Young Talent Class, Xie Feng has his own office.
It’s not very big, but it’s tidily organized, with three walls lined with bookshelves filled with a dazzling array of books and teaching materials.
Xie Feng looked at the silent young man standing before him and sighed, "Bichen, is something troubling you?"
Gu Bichen was silent for a moment, then calmly said, "The pace in the Young Talent Class is too fast for me. I need some more time..."
Xie Feng’s eyes showed disappointment, "You must know, with the surname Gu, this excuse doesn’t convince me."
The boy’s eyelashes trembled slightly, which was some reaction compared to his previous indifference.
Xie Feng squinted his eyes and scrutinized him closely.
"Bichen, if you continue like this, I’ll have to invite your parents to the school."
Gu Bichen suddenly lifted his gaze, and finally, a hint of panic that he couldn’t quite conceal appeared in his eyes, "Mr. Xie, I..."
Gu Bichen hesitated, seemingly caught in a deep internal struggle.
"Mr. Xie, I realize my mistake. I will work hard to catch up with the pace. If I don’t improve by the next test, then you can invite them."
Xie Feng looked deeply at him and said earnestly, "Bichen, you are the Gu family’s only hope. Don’t let them down."
Gu Bichen lowered his lashes, his thin lips tightly sealed, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
"The teacher is giving you another chance."
——
Returning to the classroom, lost in his own thoughts, Gu Bichen didn’t notice the classmates secretly watching him, their eyes a bit curious.
The only hope of the Gu family...
Gu Bichen pulled up the corners of his mouth, the smile was particularly sarcastic.
At this moment, someone walked in from outside the classroom, one in front of the other, prompting Gu Bichen to look over instinctively.
Following behind Jiang Yumo was Shen You’an.
Gu Bichen quietly watched her.
Shen You’an wore the standard uniform of De Ren Middle School, a pure white shirt, light gray knit vest, with the school emblem embroidered on the chest. Below she wore a pleated skirt of the same color as the vest and high-knee black leather shoes.
Elegant and youthful.
Despite wearing the same uniform, Shen You’an wore it exceptionally well, perhaps due to her perfectly proportioned face and tall, ideal stature.
Wherever Shen You’an passed, boys would always secretly glance at her. These top scholars were no exception. Besides being academic prodigies, they were adolescents with normal aesthetics and desires, with affections and stirrings sprouting unseen in hidden corners.
The girl’s serene beauty was like the high, unreachable moon in the night sky.
Gu Bichen watched as that moon walked past him.
He lowered his lashes without a word.
No more chances.
He was about to embark on a path of no return.
——
The wild ginseng that Leng Shan provided indeed succeeded in keeping Old Mrs. Yu alive.
The family doctor wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, relieving a deep breath.
"The old lady’s life is temporarily saved, but how long she can last, I cannot guarantee..."
The old lady’s body was already at its limit; even though the wild ginseng managed to keep her breathing, it took a significant toll on her body, leaving her just a step away from Ghost Gate.
Yu Fusheng had a sullen expression.
The doctor secretly wiped the cold sweat again, not daring to breathe too loudly.
"Father, don’t worry, there is still the Leng family’s Nine Revolutions Golden Pill."
The doctor’s eyes lit up, the Leng family’s Nine Revolutions Golden Pill? Does it really exist?
Yu Fusheng glanced at the skeletal, emaciated old lady on the bed, frowning deeply.
"Your great-grandmother doesn’t have much time left."
The doctor thought to himself, these Yu family members are quite filial, but through all this trouble, it’s the old lady who’s suffering the most.
At such an advanced age, it would be better to let her go peacefully. Continuing her life now is just needless suffering, but he dared not voice such a thought.
Yu Ruohuan glanced at the doctor, "Given great-grandmother’s current condition, how long can she hold on?"
The doctor thought for a moment and said, "A week, no more than half a month at most."
Yu Fusheng shook his head, "Half a month is simply not enough."
Yu Ruohuan looked at the doctor, and understanding her intention, he discreetly exited the room.
Yu Ruohuan stepped forward, moved to Yu Fusheng’s side, and said in a lowered voice, "Father, Leng Shan actually still has one Nine Revolutions Golden Pill in his possession."
Yu Fusheng was taken aback, then suddenly turned to look at her.
Yu Ruohuan smiled confidently, "I bribed Leng Shan’s confidant, who told me himself that Leng Shan gave the only remaining pill to Amos. Amos, though mysterious, was traced by my people. According to the notes left by Leng Baizhu, within the forty-nine days of taking the pill, his blood can still be used for medicinal purposes with some effects. Though only one-tenth of before, it’s still hopeful for great-grandmother to speak. We might as well try."
Yu Fusheng gave her a deep look, "Ruohuan, it seems I underestimated you before."
Yu Ruohuan smiled with assurance, "I’m only trying to ease father’s concerns."
"What do you need?"
"I need manpower and a visa to go abroad."
Yu Fusheng was straightforward, "I’ll have it arranged and notify you."
Yu Fusheng seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "You’ve been quite close to the Gu family’s kid recently?"
Yu Ruohuan curled her lips, "So easily ensnared, hardly interesting."
"The Gu family is not like ordinary families, don’t end up shooting yourself in the foot."
"Father is overthinking."
Yu Fusheng reminded her, "Don’t forget our agreement."
Yu Ruohuan suppressed her internal frustration and smiled sweetly, "Of course, daughter remembers."
To avoid becoming a sacrificial pawn in a marriage alliance, she could only secure Gu Bichen. There was no other option.
Fortunately, Gu Bichen had already become her pawn.
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As the mistress of the Yu family, Wei Zhuhua had been attending to the old lady these days, looking visibly more fatigued and haggard.
When she came in after preparing the medicine, she saw father and daughter speaking together. When she entered, they naturally separated.
Wei Zhuhua lowered her gaze; the father and daughter deliberately excluded her. Who knows what they were discussing.
Wei Zhuhua remained silent, playing the role of a virtuous and filial granddaughter-in-law.
Yu Fusheng glanced at her, left a cold remark: "Take good care of grandmother."
Then left, citing work as an excuse.
The room was instantly suffocating.
Yu Ruohuan cleared her throat, changed the subject, "Mom, where’s Second Aunt? You’ve been exhausted for days, and she gets to hide away enjoying life. Grandma always favored her, shows no conscience."
Wei Zhuhua said indifferently, "Your second uncle can’t manage without her either, we are one family, what’s the point of nitpicking?"
Yu Ruohuan said irritably, "I’m only thinking about you. If you don’t appreciate it, then I didn’t say anything."
With that, she left in a huff, slamming the door.
Wei Zhuhua sat by the bedside, stirring the bowl of medicine slowly.
"Grandmother, these are your filial offspring..."
A person who should have died long ago, yet hangs on, painfully lying in bed, unable to live or die.
A vivid portrayal of a fate worse than death.
Wei Zhuhua looked at the withered, lifeless old lady, her eyes revealing a hint of mockery.
Mei Lvge chose her, using the Wei family to pave the way for her eldest son.
For years, she followed the rules, played the roles of a virtuous wife and a good mother, showing respect to elders and caring for the children below. Yet, Mei Lvge was still not satisfied, repeatedly pressuring her to give birth to a male heir for the Yu family, or else she’d be considered a sinner of the family.
Grandmother didn’t dare to torment her as she did her mother-in-law, but over the years, life in the Yu family has been unbearable, this deep mansion trapping her entire life, a husband losing interest, an immoral daughter, a life lived in utter failure.
"Sister-in-law." Came a woman’s sorrowful wailing from outside the door.







