CHAPTER 34: CHAPTER 34: ISOLATION

Rong Qingqing is the young master’s unquestionably destined fiancée.

Unlike before, when the master and the young master were the Shen Family’s authority figures and future successors, capable of vetoing the grandfather’s arrangements, now the company’s power has been seized by the second branch of the family.

Young Master Shen Jue is in such a state of indifference and decadence, Miss Qiaoqiao is still very young, the lady of the house is too soft in nature, who in this family can say no to the old man now?

If they could, would Miss Rong Qingqing be the young master Shen Jue’s fiancée now?

Now it seems, it’s really hard for Young Master Shen Jue to avoid marrying Rong Qingqing, his fiancée.

Meanwhile, at the mall.

Rong Qingqing didn’t know that in the afternoon, Rong Jiaojiao and Shen Xingwei also came to the mall to pick out engagement rings.

However, by virtue of her incredible shopping speed and unmatched luck, Rong Qingqing spent an entire afternoon at the mall without running into those two.

At 4:40, Rong Qingqing walked out of the styling salon, looking completely renewed from head to toe.

Not only did she style her hair, but she also changed the entire outfit she wore out the door.

Calculating the time, Rong Qingqing drove to Shen Qiao’s school. When she arrived, school hadn’t let out yet. She got out of the car and went to wait at the school gate. After about five minutes, students started to trickle out.

Rong Qingqing wore a pair of oversized sunglasses on her face and held a phone in her hand.

Since she was driving, she wore flat shoes, sipping a cup of milk tea with one hand, while casually twirling her car keys with the other.

Students passing by couldn’t help but glance at her.

Rong Qingqing stood at the gate for over half an hour. Just as her patience was wearing thin, she finally saw Shen Qiao, carrying a backpack, head down, slowly coming out alone.

There were lots of students around her, chatting and laughing in small groups, but she was alone.

Every student who passed by Shen Qiao seemed to be avoiding her as if dodging something, quickly veering away.

Shen Qiao didn’t notice Rong Qingqing at all, not even glancing in her direction. When she reached the gate, she just glanced at the cars parked there.

Not seeing the family car, she looked down again at her toes, even kicking the stone at her feet without looking up. Rong Qingqing stood at a distance, watching Shen Qiao for a long time.

She only understood why the students avoided Shen Qiao from the whispers of a few students passing by her quietly.

According to the classmates’ gossip, Shen Qiao was considered a jinx, blamed for the death of her father and almost causing the death of her elder brother?

The students steered clear of Shen Qiao, fearing that getting too close to this "jinx" would bring them bad luck.

Some even said Shen Qiao had a tough fate and so on.

Rong Qingqing was utterly taken aback that, in this modern middle school, she heard the kind of superstitions only rural old women would say.

No wonder Rong Ming said Shen Qiao was all alone at school.

Isn’t this just a pitiful person isolated all by themselves?

Rong Qingqing stood there for more than ten minutes and still didn’t see anyone greet Shen Qiao.

"What a silly girl," Rong Qingqing sighed, taking off her sunglasses and walking towards Shen Qiao.

"Shen Qiao." Rong Qingqing patted Shen Qiao on the shoulder.

Hearing the voice, Shen Qiao turned her head, not recognizing the person at first sight. It took her several seconds to reveal a look of disbelief, "Are you Rong Qingqing?"

"I could also be a fake," Rong Qingqing shrugged and twirled the car keys, "Let’s go home."