Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 145 There were no little bread rolls in her dreams.
Qin Qiong pulled Qin Zhao to the cake and put a cake hat on her head: "Zhao Zhao, it's time to make a wish."

Qin Zhao's hands hung by her sides as Qin Qiong and the others watched her sing, laughing. Lin Shi and Lin Zheng swayed their phones and flashlights to the rhythm.

Lin Shi had one hand in his pocket and the other hand swinging rhythmically, a gesture that seemed deliberately cool. Lin Zheng looked somewhat clumsy.

The cake read: "Happy 18th birthday to our beloved Zhaozhao! Welcome home!"

Each layer also has chocolate signs on the side.

"Wishing Zhaozhao good health and peace every year, all her wishes fulfilled, and endless happiness—love from your mother."

"Wishing Zhaozhao a broad and clear life—love, Dad."

"Wishing Qin Zhao continued happiness with his meals—your most handsome brother."

"Hapyy birthday to you～Happy birthday to you～"

Qin Zhao's lips twitched, and a faint sob escaped his throat, only to be quickly swallowed back down.

She turned her head away, her eyes filled with mist, blurring the neon lights outside the window.

Qin Qiong's voice was also filled with emotion. She suppressed her feelings and smiled, "Zhaozhao came to make a wish. Wishes made on the 18th birthday are sure to come true."

The candlelight made Qin Zhao's eyes appear especially red.

She had never celebrated her birthday. When she was twelve, Grandma Jiang suddenly said, "Xiao Ye, today is your birthday."

Jiang Ye didn't understand what a birthday was, nor did he know that on his birthday he would be remembered and blessed by the people he loved.

It was just an ordinary day, nothing special.

After Grandma Jiang said that, she was only confused and puzzled.

But Grandma Jiang gave her 50 cents and told her to go to the convenience store and buy a small bread to eat.

She was flattered and overwhelmed. When she received the money, she felt both nervous and slowly overwhelmed with joy.

She felt the sunshine was particularly nice that day. When she entered the convenience store, she stood outside for a while before walking in with the large sum of money in her hand.

The small bread rolls are just the right amount, costing five cents.

She was a little reluctant to part with it, but there was still a tiny piece of cream on the bread.

She looked around the convenience store for a long time before handing the crumpled 50-cent coin to the shopkeeper.

The small bread was in a transparent plastic bag, and Jiang Ye held it in his hand without being willing to open it.

She found Grandma Jiang at the village's garbage station, handed her the small bread roll, and offered it to her.

Grandma Jiang waved her hands and stepped back, saying, "I won't eat this stuff."

Jiang Ye tried to get her to eat it several times, but she refused each time, so he carefully tore open the packaging.

She smelled it; it had a very sweet and fragrant scent.

She swallowed hard: "Grandma, you really don't want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

Jiang Ye then gently pulled it outward a little with his fingers, afraid of ruining its shape.

She took a small bite, and the little bread was really delicious. The bread was soft and had an egg flavor. The cream was a bit firm, but it was also very sweet.

Grandma Jiang: "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Ye nodded, his eyes brightening. "Delicious."

She took a small bite, hesitated for a moment, and then put it to Grandma Jiang's lips.

"Only that brat likes to eat that. I'm not eating it. After you finish eating, hurry up and collect the bottles, and make sure you collect more than usual, not less!"

Jiang Ye said "Oh," took another small bite, then folded it up and put it in his pocket.

She dragged a sack to collect plastic bottles, and that day she collected two ounces more bottles than usual.

On her way back, a drunk man bumped into her and knocked her to the ground. The small bread she had hidden in her pocket all day fell to the ground. He even stepped on it, and the bread and hard butter crumbled into crumbs that stuck to the ground.

Jiang Ye picked up the packaging bag and stared at the bread that had been shattered into pieces, completely stunned.

She said, "My bread."

"Screw your bread, get the hell out of here—YUE—"

"Oh, it's a little girl. Who's your dad?" He shook his head and reached out to touch Jiang Ye's face.

Jiang Ye spat at him.

His smile only became more lewd.

Grandma Jiang called out Jiang Ye's name with a strong voice.

Jiang Ye ran up to her with a trash bag and said that her bread roll had been stepped on by that person.

Grandma Jiang gave her a good scolding: "You can't take care of yourself, so who else can you blame! You brat! You roll around in the garbage dump every day, and you're covered in sores. Didn't I tell you to stay away from others? Don't go around harming people!"

Jiang Ye felt wronged and was scolded while being gagged. When she got home, her grandmother scolded her again: "I told you to keep your voice down, did you even try?"

Jiang Ye said he suppressed it.

"That means you didn't apply enough pressure!" Grandma Jiang said. "I told you you're a boy, you should do the same things as Dazhuang! Did you learn that?"

Jiang Ye said he had learned it, and the two ended up arguing.

Jiang Ye: "Am I in anyone's way because I'm a woman?"

What's so good about someone like Dazhuang?

“Are you bothering anyone? Go ahead, go tell your dad. See if he'll sell you tomorrow! Go! Speak louder! Tomorrow this place will be full of that drunkard from today!” She spoke quickly and forcefully, as if telling a ghost story.

Jiang Ye shut up after being intimidated by this threat.

Neither of them spoke again. Grandma Jiang had also been picking up trash all day, and her shoulders and back were bent from the day's work.

As she sighed and clutched her waist, Jiang Ye sat on a small stool and massaged her back without saying a word.

Grandma Jiang: "You, stop thinking about fairness all the time. There are plenty of unfair things in this world. You're just a weed, don't keep thinking about getting into conflicts with others. No one can protect you, and in the end, you'll be the one who suffers."

"You have no choice but to bear it, even if you can't."

Jiang Ye remained silent, her hands never stopping, but it was clear she was angry.

Grandma Jiang said sternly, "If you go against others again, I'll abandon you. You can go with whomever you want."

“I didn’t fight back against anyone, they’re the ones who bully me. Every time, Dazhuang throws stones at me first.” Jiang Ye said, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly held them back. Her voice grew softer and softer as she wiped her eyes. “That person also trampled the bread first, and I only ate two bites.”

Grandma Jiang paused for two seconds, then said in a serious voice, "So what? If no one protects you, you have to put up with it. If it were fair, this old woman would be riding in a car too."

"If someone bullies you, can't you run away? What's the point of having legs!"

Jiang Ye pursed his lips and remained silent.

After a while, she asked, "How long do we have to endure this?"

"Be patient until you get into university and become capable."

At night, Grandma Jiang's snoring rang out rhythmically. The room was poorly lit to begin with, and even the moonlight refused to get close.

Jiang Ye twitched his fingers, and a faint rustling sound came from beside the pillow, reflecting a faint glimmer of light in the boundless night.

She opened her eyes and sniffed.

The plastic bag still smelled of bread rolls.

She closed her eyes.

There were no small bread rolls in her dream.

A little later~
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(End of this chapter)