Bei Jinshui looked at Bei Yutian and was very worried:

"When you went to the Song family to withdraw from your relatives, did they embarrass you? Why don't you tell your father, or ......?"

Without waiting for Bei Jinshui to finish speaking, Bei Yutian interrupted him:

"Dad, I'm fine. Their Song family can't hurt me yet."

After a moment's pause, Fang continued, "Dad, mother, your daughter is no longer what it used to be, don't worry, I won't let people bully casually. Isn't that old woman going to end well today?"

Bei Jinshui nodded, stretched out his hand to hug Li Mei, and looked at his daughter with a feeling that there was indeed a feeling that my family had a girl who had just grown up.

Bei Yutian noticed the way Bei Jinshui looked at her, she knew that her father understood her.

"Oda, let's go back to the academy. Your mother and I will follow the village chief and their carriage back in a while, and this carriage will be returned to the academy as soon as possible. Remember, no matter how good you are, don't be pampered."

Bei Jinshui's words were serious, which made Bei Yutian's heart warm again.

In the last life, her father also told her this, saying that no matter how good the children of their Sikong family are, they can't be pampered and proud.

"Dad, mother, pay attention to safety on the road. If there is anything going on at home, I can ask someone to bring a letter to the college, or write a letter to me."

After speaking, he waved his hand, jumped, jumped into the carriage, nodded at Bei Jinshui, and whipped away.

I don't want to, I just entered the academy, and before I had time to get off the carriage, I ran into a nasty person.

"Bei Yutian, you're very proud. Now that I have won the first Wenhui banquet for the academy, the whole Yizhong City is spreading, and even the news of you coming to my house to withdraw from your relatives has been spread, which makes my Song family lose face."

The person who spoke was none other than Song Jie, who was divorced by her.

In the face of his yin and yang weirdness, Bei Yutian did not say a word.

For those who always like to find a sense of existence in her, just treating him as dead is the best response to him.

Song Jie stared at Bei Yutian without blinking, he thought that she would respond to him coldly, or look at him with murderous eyes, but no, nothing.

She completely ignored him, didn't even look at him, as if she didn't see him as a person.

Song Jie was immediately furious and lost his former demeanor:

"Hey, Bei Yutian, can't you hear me? Are you deaf or dumb?"

Bei Yutian walked forward without squinting.

Suddenly, she stopped, not because of Song Jie's anger, nor because she heard Song Jie's shouting, but because her sleeve was suddenly pulled from behind.

Bei Yutian didn't reply, only said coldly:

"Let it go, or don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing that she finally reacted, Song Jie raised his eyebrows and gloated:

"I won't let go, how can you not be polite? Hit me? This is the academy, if you dare to do anything to me, I will sue you to the superintendent. said that you were proud of being the first and pampered, and you didn't even pay attention to your colleagues in the academy."

Hearing Song Jie's such brazen words, Bei Yutian was not angry, but smiled, but this smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes:

"Song Jie, sometimes, if people don't die, they can suffer a lot less."

"What do you mean?"

Song Jie looked at her smile and had a bad premonition.

Bei Yutian didn't reply to him, but with a force in his hand, he shook off Song Jie's hand that was grabbing her sleeve.

Turned around and left without wanting to stay for a moment.

Song Jie looked at his hand that had been thrown away, and wanted to chase it again, but suddenly stopped.

What's going on, why are his hands so itchy?

Song Jie couldn't help but scratch it with his other hand, but the more he made the noise, the more itchy it became, and even his body began to itch.

Song Jie looked at the red hand that was scratched, and didn't see the medicine powder or anything, what did Bei Yutian do. Why is he so itchy all of a sudden.

Thinking like this, Song Jie wanted to catch up and ask clearly, but as soon as he took two steps, he stopped itching, scratched his hands together, and his back was even more itchy.

body he can

Scratch, but on this back, there is always something that can't be touched.

Itchy, it's so itchy, what to do?

Song Jie's itchy eyes were red, and suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a tree not far away, hurriedly walked to the tree, and rubbed the tree with his back.

The itch on my back was relieved by the rough bark, but then it felt more itchy.

Song Jie didn't care about etiquette anymore, took off his robe, and rubbed hard against the tree.

Song Jie, who was in a strange itch, didn't notice that someone was slowly coming towards him.

"Miss, the slave maid is on the order of the master to take you home."

"I'm not going back. Yunxiang, you go back and tell my father that if you want me to marry, it's okay, but that person must be someone I like. Otherwise, I will not marry anyone."

"But, Miss......"

"Oh, you're not bothered, there's nothing but. Now, I command you, hurry back, and don't bother me by my side. Don't follow me anymore, if you follow me again, I'll beat you, believe it or not."

Throwing off the maid Yunxiang, Wen Mei came to Song Jie angrily.

After walking a few steps, Wen Mei breathed a sigh of relief when she found that Yun Xiang didn't follow anymore.

As soon as she raised her head, she was about to move forward, but Wen Mei's face suddenly became happy, and then she was shocked, and she ran a few steps, her face full of worry and anxiety:

"Song Gongzi, what's wrong with you? Isn't there something uncomfortable?"

Song Jie, who was scratching his strength, suddenly stopped, looked at the warmth in front of him, and hurriedly picked up his robe from the ground in embarrassment and blocked it in front of him:

"Miss Wen, I, I—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the itch that he had forcibly pressed down hit again, and it was itchier than before.

He didn't care about anything else, his hands scratched hard, and the robe he had just picked up fell to the ground again.

Wen Mei looked at everything in front of her, her face flushed a little, but she found that Song Jie at this moment seemed to be very similar to a person's reaction.

Seeing that blood appeared on Song Jie's scratched hands and arms, he instantly remembered that it was Li Rongrong.

"Song Gongzi, are you very itchy, itchy and can't scratch your skin?"

Wen Mei said urgently.

Song Jie scratched and nodded, "What can you do?"

"Yes, I have. Li Rongrong was like this before. Song Gongzi, bear with me for a while, come with me."

Wen Mei said as she picked up the robe he had dropped on the ground, took the lead in taking a step, and walked towards the courtyard where she lived.

Song Jie saw that she had a way to help him stop the itching, so he didn't care if it was in line with the rules, so he followed her and scratched as he walked.

As soon as she entered the room, Wen Mei no longer had any scruples, and raised her voice:

"Li Rongrong, go get some water, do you still have the anti-itching powder you soaked last time?"

"What's wrong? Are you itching too?"

Li Rongrong put down the book in his hand and walked over worriedly, but as soon as he stood up and walked two steps, he saw Song Jie, who was disheveled behind Wen Mei, and stood still with his mouth wide open in shock.

"Oh, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go get water and medicine."

Wen Mei urged anxiously.

"Oh, okay, I'll go."

Li Rongrong didn't ask anymore and hurriedly went out.

When she saw Song Jie like that, no one knew better than her how itchy he was.

An hour later.

"Song has more Miss Wen's life-saving grace."

"Song Gongzi is polite. I'm just doing it. It's just that I don't know why Song Gongzi feels so itchy?"

Song Jie was a little embarrassed and put his hand around the somewhat wrinkled robe that he had scratched before, and told him what he had just seen about Bei Yutian.

"Smack!"

Li Rongrong slapped the table and said angrily:

"Wen Mei, I said that Bei Yutian made a ghost. You still don't believe it, look, this time Song Gongzi is also because of her, I'm sure she must have done something to me and Song Gongzi."

Hearing Song Jie's words, Wen Mei also began to be suspicious, but they had no evidence.

"Gongzi Song, have you seen her drugged you?"

Song Jie shook her head, at that time she just shook off her hand and didn't see anything else in her hand.

"Could it be that she sprinkled her clothes with powder? Whoever gets contaminated will be very itchy?"

Song Jie spoke his mind.

Other than that, he couldn't think of how she did it.

"But I didn't touch her shirt, so why am I itching? Or didn't she spill her medicine on her clothes?"

Li Rongrong frowned and looked at Song Jie and Wen Mei.

Wen Mei nodded, "That's right, you really didn't touch her clothes last time. But how exactly did she get drugged? We have to find the evidence, or no one will believe us."

Song Jie walked back and forth in the room, thinking about it.

A quarter of an hour passed, and they still hadn't thought of why.

"No, we can only use the stupidest method."

Li Rongrong looked like a broken jar. new

"What's the solution?"

Wen Mei raised her eyes to look at her.

"Find another person to provoke her, and we will carefully observe her to see how she acts, catch the evidence, and sue her directly to the inspector to see how she still quibbles."

"What Miss Li said is a solution. It's just, who are we going to provoke her? How can you be sure that she will use this method against those who anger her?"

Song Jie agreed, but also voiced his concerns.

Wen Mei also felt that although this method was feasible, no one dared to guarantee that Bei Yutian would not be fooled.

Here, the three of them were still plotting how to seize Bei Yutian's handle, but at this moment, Bei Yutian had already come to Inspector Song's courtyard.

"Knock knock!"

Bei Yutian saw that Inspector Song's door was open, but out of politeness, he still bent his fingers and knocked on the door.

The head buried on the desk was raised, Song Liangbi saw the person clearly, and his face was instantly covered with a smile, how bright and brilliant that smile was.

Even his voice did not hide his joy in the slightest.

"Bei Yutian, come in."

Bei Yutian slowly walked into the study and greeted Song Liangbi with a formal salute.

Song Liangbi hurriedly waved his hand and motioned for her to get up:

"Oh, don't be so outward. Coming back from home? How is everything at home?"

Pei Yutian nodded: "Thank you Inspector Song for your concern, everything is fine at home." The student came to tell the inspector that I had sent the carriage to the college stables. If Inspector Song is fine, I'll leave first."

Hearing that Bei Yutian wanted to leave, Song Liangbi hurriedly stopped:

"Well, not busy, not busy. At this banquet, Wang Jiaoxi told me. This, what Lin Zhiyao did, I also know. Do you have any ideas?"

Song Liangbi carefully observed Bei Yutian's expression.

He found that when it came to Lin Zhiyao, Bei Yutian didn't react, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Bei Yutian deserved to be a person he looked up to, this heart, this bearing.

"Since Inspector Song already knows that the student has no ideas, Inspector Song can just act according to the rules of the college or punish her, and the student will not have any opinions. After all, she's a lot more obedient now."

Bei Yutian snorted coldly in her heart: Now she has to rely on her own antidote, and she won't be able to turn over any storms in the future.