Rebirth Stories #1 (Book 1)

Chapter 9

Recently, Nan Qiao had been studying hard and didn't have the time to get close to Huo Yichen. Other than meeting him a few times when at work, they didn't have any other contact.

After the morning physical education class ended, the atmosphere when Nan Qiao returned to the classroom was a little strange. When everyone saw her, it was obvious that their discussion had become much softer. All the students subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid her.

Nan Qiao was already used to their treatment so she returned to her seat calmly.

At this moment, a girl wanted to rush out and argue with Nan Qiao, but Nan Zhi grabbed her hand and shook her head.

She seemed to be pleading through her eyes.

Nan Qiao retracted her gaze and focused on her studies.

At this moment, Qiuqiu finally couldn't hold it in anymore and rushed forward to reason with Nan Qiao.

"Nan Qiao, Zhi Zhi said that she lost 500 yuan. This 500 yuan was given to her by her father for a follow-up consultation. Did you see it?"

Nan Qiao blinked her beautiful eyes and replied coldly, "No."

Hearing this, Nan Zhi's eyes turned red. She lowered her head, her grip on Qiuqiu's hand weak.

Seeing the lily-like girl suddenly dim in sadness, everyone pitied her.

Qiuqiu was even angrier. She took out five bright red notes.

"Nan Qiao, you still have the cheek to say no? We've already found 500 yuan in your bag. Now that your allowance has been suspended by your family, where did you get this 500 yuan?"

Nan Qiao looked at her bag and her eyes instantly fell silent. The surrounding air seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

"You touched my bag without my permission." This was a statement from Nan Qiao.

Moreover, Nan Qiao was already certain that the 500 yuan in Qiuqiu's hand was hers.

"That's my money. What's it got to do with you?"

Nan Qiao frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.

She remembered that nothing like this had happened in her previous life.

Qiuqiu was so angry that she laughed. Nan Qiao was probably the first person she'd met who refused to own up when she was caught for stealing something.

When the bell rang, everyone could only go back to class. When the teacher entered the classroom, Qiuqiu raised her hand and stood up, saying, "Teacher, there's a thief in my class. Nan Qiao stole the five hundred yuan Nan Zhi's father gave her to treat her legs."

This lesson was Chinese class. The Chinese teacher was not their form teacher and did not want to care about such things. Hence, she said, "Let's talk about these things after class. Focus on the lesson for now."

Nan Qiao checked her bag and found that there was nothing missing other than the 500 yuan. Fortunately, she did not lose anything in her bag.

It was just that her things had been ruffled through and were all over the place.

During this class, Nan Qiao seemed to be absent-minded and had her head lowered. It was unknown what she was writing and drawing. The language teacher could not be bothered with a poor student like her.

He shook his head helplessly.

When the bell rang, the language teacher hurriedly put away his things. "The few of you, follow me to the office."