Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Song Jingwan opened her mouth and watched this scene without speaking or moving.

Seeing this scene, the nurse ran over quickly, sweating profusely "Mr. Song! Mr. Song, are you okay?"

"Where's the doctor?! Hurry, come check on Mr. Song!"

The nurses ran quickly. First, they checked Song Wenchuan's heart rate; it was fast but normal.

"He's fine. He was probably too agitated so he fainted. Help him back—"

"What were you saying about me?"

At that moment, the man in the wheelchair slowly awoke. His voice was deeper than in the past. He lifted his hands and massaged his temples.

A pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon's shot through the crowd straight at Song Jingwan.

"And you, what did you just say?" He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

Song Jingwan felt her heart race in fear. It was as though an invisible pair of hands were strangling her neck.

She gritted her teeth and said stubbornly, "I told you not to worry about me! You don't treat me like your sister anyway! Just go look for Song Yaoyao. I no longer have anything to do with you!" 

Since she already said it, she couldn't back down halfway.

No matter what, she was following through with it.

"Oh God..." The nurse stuck out her tongue as she looked at the well-behaved girl. How did she manage to say such words?

She still remembered, when these siblings had their car accident: the brother almost lost his life because he had protected his sister at the most critical moment. 

Otherwise, based on the dangerous situation, who knew whether she would still be alive to argue with her brother at that moment.

"Miss Song, you can't say that!" the care worker said as he shook his head.

How sad must Mr. Song be to hear this?

But then, they suddenly heard a deep chuckle.

Song Wenchuan nodded in agreement as he forced a smile. "You're right, it's true that I never treated you like my sister."

This...

No one could believe this. They simply thought he was hurt by Song Jingwan.

"My Yaoyao is well-behaved and hardworking. Of course, I like her more." Song Wenchuan's lips curved as he tapped on the arm of his wheelchair. "That's why you should stop calling me your brother from now on. I don't need you to do that."

After saying this, he lifted his hand and instructed the care worker to push him back to his room.

This family was ridiculous.

Every time he awoke, they would give him a headache.

...

At this time, in the school principal's office.

"I don't approve of this ranking! How did Class 3 get 2 of the top rankings? What about the first class? Principal, our Song Jingwan is really talented. When has she not ranked in first place? Something must be wrong! I suspect the third class may have threatened the other students!" 

Otherwise, there was no explanation for why the third class received so many votes.

Especially...Song Yaoyao.

How did she get the first place?! This didn't make sense!

"Aiya!"

Wang Zhongyun stood in the doorway happily holding his thermos without entering. "It's just a ranking. As long as the kids are happy, that's all that matters. As teachers, we should remain neutral~" He smiled like a blooming flower. "Although, I must say I'm a little sad. They promised to take all three top rankings. Look, they only got two rankings! I need to scold them later! They're so disappointing!" 

Chang Qing was furious. He pointed at Wang Zhongyun, unable to catch his breath. "You..."

"Sigh! If you're feeling unwell, you should go back and get some rest. Don't be so upset~" 

These words were so familiar.

Chang Qing's face turned red and white like a checkerboard. What a sight!

Wang Zhongyun admired this scene for a while before he hummed a tune and strode off in a carefree manner.