The Fake Heiress’ Seven Brothers Pampers Her

He Jing walked towards the door. She had roughly guessed why they were here.

Mother He pulled Father He to the side and said nervously in a low voice, "I'm afraid they're here to urge Jingjing to repay the money. I wonder how much Jingjing borrowed and how much money we left on our cards?"

Father He was very serious, "Just 1000 yuan. This month's expenses have already exceeded the limit."

They both felt overwhelmed with worry.

He Sui went to the kitchen to pour some water, but he didn't have any intention to bring it to them. He knew that this group of rich second-generation heirs wouldn't drink their boiled water, so he simply went to Mother He's side and listened to them calculate how much money they could save. He couldn't help but sneer. "You want me to apologize for this? They've come to collect the debt in person. It's really embarrassing."

He Xiaoguo didn't dare to speak. He timidly hid behind the sofa and stuck his head out.

Suddenly, when the group of rick-looking boys and girls at the door saw He Jing, it was as if they had seen their savior. Their eyes lit up, and they shouted with exaggerated expressions, "Sister Jing, we finally found you. The solution to the problem in the notes you sold us was too difficult. We couldn't understand it at all! Can you explain it to us as after-sales?"

Father He, Mother He, He Sui, and He Xiaoguo were all shocked when they heard what they said.

He Jing was not surprised at all. She said without a frown, "Sure, but it's already very late."

"Sister Jing, there are only 48 hours left until Monday. Just treat it as a matter of life and death for us. We will definitely listen carefully and won't take up too much of your time!"

He Jing thought for a moment and turned to the dumbfounded Father He and Mother He as she said, "Dad, Mom, I'm going out for a while. I'll be back around midnight."

The struggling students were moved to tears and quickly said, "Uncle, Auntie, don't worry. We promise to send her back safely!"

Before Father He and Mother He could come back to their senses, the door slammed and He Jing had already closed the door and left.

The living room fell into silence. Only the sound of the door closing could be heard.

After a long silence, Mother He seemed to be in a trance and asked carefully, "Hubby, did you hear that?"

Father He's mood was extremely complicated. "Yes, I heard."

It turned out that He Jing really did not take money from the Cheng family. The money for the oden was earned by herself. Then, the doubts they had about her just now were too hurtful...

He Sui was extremely depressed, and his hand holding the water was a little unstable.

Who would have thought that He Jing had such a way to make money?

Nothing like this had ever happened in their school.

He Xiaoguo felt that the fishball he had eaten was totally worth it. He smiled and said, "Fourth Brother, you should apologize to sister properly later."

He Sui glared at him, but he had no choice but to respond, "Got it."

The door of the other room suddenly opened, and He Ning walked out wearing white earphones. His beautiful eyes were indifferent. "I'm going out for a while."

Mother He asked, " Where are you going so late at night?" He Ning walked out of the door without looking back. The door closed with a "bang" once again.

...

He Jing got into the car of one of the struggling students. It was a limited edition Ferrari. The flashy red Ferrari was extremely cool. He Jing remembered that the struggling student A was not even 18 years old yet. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed. 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝑚

The other two girls who were assigned to sit with her did not notice her emotions. They even told He Jing the reason, "This is his cousin's car. He lent it to him temporarily. The driver's license is also in the car."

He Jing said, "I'll drive."

Her tone left no room for doubt.

Struggling student A wanted to show off in front of He Jing but was instead pushed to the passenger seat by her. He felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say anything, afraid that He Jing might leave if she got unhappy. However, when He Jing adjusted her posture, it was obvious that she was an experienced driver.

Her side profile was extraordinarily beautiful under the cold moonlight. Struggling student A couldn't help but say, "Sister Jing, how long have you been learning to drive?"