When school was over in the afternoon, Wu Yu came to her, wondering if Yan Hanxi’s aura as the male protagonist had an effect. He said with a dejected look on his face: “Sister Jing, the notebook sent by the nanny accidentally got water in it.”

 

He Jing said “Ah”, frowned and asked him: “Is it serious?”

 

Wu Yu said in frustration: “It’s broken.”

 

He Jing: “…”

 

This is too unfortunate.

 

He Jing touched her nose and felt a little helpless: “Forget it, I’ll borrow it from someone else and give it a try.”

 

Wu Yu felt very guilty and scratched his head: “I’m sorry, Sister Jing, I didn’t keep my word in lending you the computer.”

 

“fine.”

 

Wu Yu turned around and went back. He Jing thought about He Sui’s expression when he returned empty-handed and sighed.

 

Yan Hanxi hadn’t left yet. He propped his chin and said in a tone that clearly showed pleasure, “Three good students, you seem to need help.”

 

He Jing glared at him: “Can you please stop gloating?”

 

If it weren’t for the fact that his mouth seemed to be open, would she be so unlucky?

 

Yan Hanxi smiled slightly: “How about I lend it to you?”

 

He Jing remained expressionless: “No.”

 

Thinking with his toes, he knew that his computer would only be more expensive than Shen Qiuyu’s.

 

As if he had read through her thoughts, Yan Hanxi said calmly: “I have an old computer. I secretly bought it with my pocket money when I was in junior high school. My father broke it. I repaired it myself later. Although it works, , but I almost never use it again. If you don’t mind it, I can give it to you…”

 

He Jing frowned: “Why did your father smash your computer?”

 

Yan Hanxi shrugged his shoulders and said in a nonchalant tone: “He said that I have to use something worthy of my status. Even if it is a computer, it should be the best…”

 

He Jing: “…”

 

Father Yan is very controlling and perverted.

 

“So -” Yan Hanxi looked directly at him with deep and narrow eyes, the corners of his lips raised, “In order to protect my computer, can I keep it with you for a while?”

 

He Jing said: “You have given me tickets today.”

 

Accepting his kindness again was not within her principles of life. Yan Hanxi said with a smile: “Classmate He Jing, it seems that you don’t understand what gifting is and helping. Gifting is a voluntary act. The active party takes the lead in everything and has little to do with the recipient. Help is a favor. In the process of interaction between people, the act of giving does not expect anything in return and cannot obtain direct benefits, while the act of helping expects long-term feedback. In short, both parties benefit.”

 

He Jing frowned: “…where did you learn these theories?”

 

Yan Hanxi: “Written on the spot.”

 

He Jing: “…”

 

Yan Han raised his eyebrows in ridicule: “Classmate He Jing, who will help me get help in the future, will you consider it?”

 

He Jing: “Thank you.”

 

Yan Hanxi: “You’re welcome.”

 

Afterwards, Yan Hanxi made a phone call and asked someone to send his computer over.

 

He Jing waited quietly in the classroom with him.

 

While the two were silent, Yan Han asked sarcastically: “What do you think about that post on the forum?”

 

He Jing answered straightforwardly: “I’m already thinking of ways to deal with the false rumors and malicious slander.”

 

Yan Han sneered: “Then what do you think it did?”

 

If He Jing had known that she would still be so distressed, she would have gone directly to confront someone. For someone like her, it would be absolutely unreasonable to take action.

 

Yan Hanxi reminded her intentionally or unintentionally: “Maybe it has something to do with running for school beauty.”

 

“Why?”

 

“My guess.”

 

He Jing was speechless and thought about it carefully. If it really had anything to do with running for school beauty, then…

 

Cheng Yi? !

The person who delivered the computer had already arrived. Yan Han Xiwei handed the computer over to her with his own hands, turned his back to her and waved, saying, “Let’s go, see you tomorrow.”

 

He Jing pursed her red lips and pushed away the thought that Yan Hanxi might know the inside story.

 

No matter how powerful Yan Hanxi is, he is not a god. If he really knew, why didn’t he tell her directly? It couldn’t be to protect her self-esteem?

 

(End of chapter)

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