Chapter 287 Growth and Robbery (2)

Ruyi sent out mind power, then the bowl and chopsticks floated by themselves and landed on the table.

Squatting down in front of her brother, she held her chin with both hands and said, "You are reading the
letters from your little female friend again."

"Yes." Jingyan Ye closed one letter and opened another one.

"Is your friend beautiful?"

Jingyan thought of the small pretty face in the sunshine and smiled to himself, "Very beautiful."

"I'd love to see her." Ruyi thought that the girl who could let her brother miss for so many years must be
very beautiful and cute.

Rubbing the top of her hair, Jingyan said dotingly, "I’d love to see her, too."

Ruyi stood up and said, "Come on bro, have the meal. I haven't finished mine either. Bye."

Then she was gone, in the next second.

Jingyan's hand was frozen in the air, taking a long while for him to get it back. He said to himself,
"Heartless little girl."

"I'm not a heartless little girl." From the void came Ruyi's protest.

"You are not a heartless little girl, I am then?" Jingyan teased her on purpose.

"As my brother, you are making fun of me. No food for you." As soon as the voice fell, Jingyan raised
his head to look for the bowl on the table, gone already.

Hey, this little girl was so vengeful.



The fifth year Yiyao left.

The best noble school in Sky City.

Fourth grade.

Math class.

The experienced teacher wrote questions on the blackboard and heard faint laughers coming from
below. Looking back, the teacher found that all the students were sitting in serious postures with
serious faces, except for one student.

"Jingyan Ye!" The teacher exclaimed.

A heroic-spirited little boy sitting in the middle of the classroom suddenly stood up and quickly tucked
the thing in his hand into the drawer.

"What are you doing?" The teacher asked sternly.

Jingyan put on an innocent look. His childish voice sounded, “I didn't do anything."

"What did you put in the drawer just now?" The teacher put the book on the desk and stepped down
from the platform.

"Nothing."

"You take it out yourself," the teacher came up to him and reached out one hand, "Take it out."

Jingyan blinked and asked in grievance, "Sir, there is really nothing. What do you want me to take?"

The teacher didn't believe it since he saw Jingyan put something into the desk with his own eyes.



"Jingyan, don't you think that your father is a millionaire in Sky City, so you can break the rules of the
school. Don't forget, you're just a student."

After hearing this kind of words countless times throughout his childhood, he had been already immune
to it. He was a good boy inside though. He did nothing but playing with the little robot recently-produced
by his dad’s company.

Of course, this must not be found out by the teacher, otherwise, his dad would be called and he would
be in a big trouble.

"Sir, I really didn't do anything, you can search if you want." Jingyan got out of his seat as he said.

The teacher was stunned. Search or not?

What if he didn't find anything after searching? Wasn’t that too shameful? But if he didn't search, it
meant that he admitted that he had wronged Jingyan, which would also made him look shameful.

The teacher started to think himself being impulsive. When he took over this class, the previous
teacher told him that the last student that could be managed in this class was Jingyan Ye. He could do
whatever he wanted in the class, as long as he didn't affect the class discipline, besides, never mind
whether he listened or not in class. In the end, he was always the first in the exams of all courses
anyway.

Now, great, what should to do with the kid?

Seeing the teacher's complex expression, Jingyan asked again, "Sir, are you searching or not?"

The teacher glared at him and compromised, "Since you denied, I believe you this time, go and solve
the subject on the blackboard."



"Oh, yes sir." Jingyan walked to the platform with a flat face. If he had known that the teacher chose to
believe him, he would not use his powers to make the robot disappear, now he didn't know where it
was and he lost his best toy to play with.

After a glance at the subject, Jingyan picked up the chalk to write it up. In less than a minute, the
answer was written on the blackboard, which aroused a burst of exclamations from the kids below.

Although he was only nine years old, his handwriting was more beautiful than the teacher’s.

"Not bad," said the teacher with a dry cough, "Go back to your seat."

After class, the students gathered around and started chattering, "Jingyan, where is the little robot you
played in class? Can I see?"

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"Yes, yes, I didn't see it clearly."

"Mm-hmm, it looks so awesome. Take it out and let’s see it again."

Jingyan was a little embarrassed. The teacher didn't see the robot, but these kids did. What should he
do now? He couldn’t take it out at all.

"That..." Jingyan hesitated, "That's a new invention of my father's company. How can I show it to you
casually? It's about trade secrets."

"It's just a look. We can't learn how to make it."

Jingyan deliberately blocked the drawer with his body, "No, if you really want to see it, you can buy one
and take it home to play."

"How much is it?" Someone asked.



Jingyan rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then put out three fingers.

"Three thousand?"

Jingyan glanced at the one asked and said, "3000? You can go and buy a regular toy."

"Thirty thousand?"

"Yes." Jingyan's tone was firm. In fact, he didn’t know how much neither. He wanted to get through this
first.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. A little white boy asked at the time, "Jingyan,
can the price be less? Thirty thousand is a little more."

Jingyan lifted his chin, "No, not a cent less."

"Let me take another look then. What are their functions?"

Jingyan couldn't show it to him of course, because there was nothing in the drawer. He kept a straight
face and said, “You can't see it any more. Sign up if you want to buy it; go away if you don’t. Is there
anything in our Ye family not cool?"

The little boy was in a bit of a dilemma. Finally, he bit his teeth and said, "I'll buy one. You bring it
tomorrow, and I'll give you the money then."

"Good." Jingyan looked around and asked the others, "Who else want to buy it?"

Elementary school students tended to follow suit. When one bought something, others would want it
too. This also had something with Jingyan's prestige and popularity among his classmates inseparably.

"I want one too..."



"Don't rush, don't rush. Come on, whoever wants write your names on this piece of paper..."

Those who could study in this noble school were from either rich or powerful families in Sky City. For
these young masters and young madams, taking 30000 dollars to buy a high-tech robot was just taking
a little sum from their usual allowances.

When the blank paper fell into Jingyan's hands, 15 names had been written on it, which was half of the
class.

Jingyan looked at the names on the paper, happy and worried at the same time. He was happy that he
sold 450,000 orders at once. He was worried that what if he sold it cheap?

It would be a disservice to his father's reputation of business genius.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the school bell rang. Kids ran to the school gate.

Some of the kids who were great buddies with Jingyan usually were talking, laughing and walking
together. A fifth-grade girl ran up to him, a pair of watery big eyes looking very attractive.

"Jingyan, my home is on your way, can you give me a lift?"

The kids besides moved away immediately with laughing noises. They pushed and shoved Jingyan,
but he said calmly, "No."

"Don't be so stingy. It's on your way." Despite being laughed by the crowd, the little girl was bold and
her face didn’t turn blush.

Jingyan said with a smile, "It's not a lucky day because I'm going to my dad's company."

The little girl was momentarily distracted by his smile. A little boy beside chuckled, "Miss, your home is
on my way actually, how about you take my family’s car?”



The little girl glared at him with a “No”, turned and ran away.

Things like this, Jingyan encountered almost every day, but he never agreed. Of course, if it was
another person, even if she didn't ask him, he would follow her and beg her to get in his car, just like
when he was in kindergarten.

The other one who had the same trouble as he did was his sister Chuxue Ye.

On the way to school, Chuxue was surrounded by several little boys. They didn’t do anything but
looking at her with smiles, as if enjoying a wonderful painting.

Carrying a small schoolbag, Chuxue walked out slowly, with a posture of not putting these boys in the
eyes.

When she took a step, these little boys took one step back. One boy finally couldn't help it and said
with a smile, "Chuxue Ye, can I make a friend with you?"

Chuxue did not speak. She had got experiences, for these boys who came to her for chatting, she
chose to ignore them.

On her first day of elementary school, a senior boy deliberately came to talk to her. She didn’t know
anything at the time and said her name casually. Then unluckily, it spread all over the school in half a
day. Almost all the boys in the school came to see her afterwards, which was comparable to the scene
when Jingyan Ye entered the school.

Since then, boys constantly came to talk to her. To save troubles, she did not say a word to them.
Because once she opened her mouth, what she said and how she said it would be all over the school
the next day.

"Chuxue Ye, why don't you talk?”






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