It seems that the villain is targeting me.

Neither of them dared to make a sound for a moment, and just stood there motionless on the steps.

It turns out that sometimes, people are scarier than ghosts.

Chen Xiaoya took a slow, deep breath.

After a while, she pointed to the floor above and signaled to her deskmate with her eyes:

Let’s go up together.

Not all the people upstairs had left, and many teachers were still in the office. The two of them could have run up to ask the teachers for help, or explained the situation and then called the police.

Chen Xiaoya's calmness seemed to infect the other person. After a brief panic, the classmate nodded slowly at her.

The two of them encouraged each other and returned upstairs along the same route, walking lightly.

At this time, as if he was getting impatient, the man downstairs suddenly moved.

pat.

pat.

Footsteps.

There were clear and undisguised footsteps coming up from the bottom floor.

He's coming.

Chen Xiaoya's heart sank suddenly - this was the worst case scenario. The person downstairs heard the sound they made when they walked earlier.

So, when the footsteps coming downstairs suddenly stop, the person downstairs will know that he has been discovered.

In this situation, he might abandon his goal and choose to run away, or risk waiting for the next person to come...

Or, he would choose to catch up directly.

pat.

Snap, snap, snap, snap.

Chen Xiaoya felt as if all the hairs on her body were standing on end. The hurried footsteps undoubtedly meant that the other party had already started running - he was running straight towards the two of them!

She made a quick decision, gave up trying to hide her steps, and reached out to grab her deskmate's arm: "Run!"

But Chen Xiaoya obviously overestimated her deskmate's psychological endurance: after all, she was just a high school student who had not experienced much. It was very brave of her not to be scared to the point of collapsing on the ground in this situation.

The footsteps of the dangerous man were approaching rapidly. In this situation where adults would be nervous to the point of collapse, the little girl still managed to maintain the last bit of her sanity.

She tried very hard to save herself. She was not so scared that she couldn't move or scream, but the intense fear still affected her body movements.

Her knees felt like they were filled with lead, and even taking a step required a tremendous amount of effort. Her body was as weak as if she had hypoglycemia.

Chen Xiaoya gritted his teeth, grabbed the arm of the girl sitting at the same table and tried his best to move forward.

——I have to say that perhaps because of Xiao Niao’s influence, she never thought about the possibility of abandoning her deskmate and running away from the beginning.

But as if things weren't getting worse, before the two of them had run a few steps, the girl sitting at the same table with the little boy was so nervous that she stepped on empty air and twisted her ankle badly.

"what--"

She cried out in pain subconsciously.

Out of fear, the girl's voice was trembling with tears.

As if realizing that he was beyond help, his deskmate began to push Chen Xiaoya's shoulders desperately.

"Run, run," she shouted in confusion, not even being able to hear what she was saying, "Go call the teacher—"

"No,"

Chen Xiaoya replied to her with the simplest words: "No."

His brain seemed to have never been so calm - Chen Xiaoya quickly took off his school uniform jacket, tied up the sleeves on both sides, and wrapped the fabric tightly around his forearms.

——If the knife is thin, it will easily slip on thick fabrics.

At the very least, avoid being stabbed in the vital parts.

She stood in front of her friend.

In fact, Chen Xiaoya himself was also very scared, and even his hands and feet were so cold that he lost consciousness.

But at such a critical moment, she still suppressed her inner fear. She neither ran around like a headless fly nor abandoned her classmates and ran away alone.

Another bolt of lightning struck.

This time, Chen Xiaoya saw the man's face clearly.

What an ironic scene! Who would have thought that she would see her father again in such an occasion?

Chapter 11000: The Three of Us Sleep Together (+)

To be honest, after so many things happened, she almost forgot about Chen Zhengkang.

This biological father was once the source of all her fears.

But now, she almost didn't even recognize the other person's face.

When she first moved out of the tube-shaped building, Chen Xiaoya thought she would have a nightmare. After all, that nightmare accompanied by heavy rain and thunderstorms shrouded her entire childhood.

But it doesn't.

It had been a long time since she had had a nightmare like that.

Chen Xiaoya noticed that his adoptive father looked extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Because of living in hiding and fear for a long time, Chen Zhengkang's health is very poor. His face is sallow, his eyes are bloodshot, and his cheekbones are high.

As if recognizing his daughter, Chen Zhengkang slowed down his pace as he walked up the stairs, but his hand was still tightly gripping the knife.

The man's eyes were filled with a deep hatred that seemed to be poisoned, as if it was all caused by others that he became what he is now.

"Chen Xiaoya..."

He called out his daughter's name gloomily, his expression mixed with deep resentment.

Chen Zhengkang could hardly believe it: while he was working hard outside and being severely beaten by debt collectors, this little girl was actually going to school in the city?

She looked like she was living a good life, her clothes were new and her face was clean, not like herself at all.

As I imagined, I ended up living on the streets and struggling to make a living.

Chen Xiaoya even grew a little taller in these few months.

The girl who always seemed skinny and could be kicked into a corner, now looks a bit like an adult.

But his biological father has become a neither human nor ghost.

The huge contrast with reality made Chen Zhengkang jealous.

He was firmly against Chen Xiaoya going to school. If it weren't for the country's mandatory nine-year compulsory education, she wouldn't even be able to finish elementary school.

In fact, Chen Zhengkang also knows that intellectuals are popular nowadays, and the higher the education level, the higher the future income will be.

But he ultimately chose to suppress his child in various ways and prevent her from continuing her studies.

He wouldn't let Chen Xiaoya continue his studies. What if this money-loser ran away right after getting his diploma? Who would he ask for money from then? Who would support him?

It would be better to send her directly to work in a factory so that she will never leave her hometown for the rest of her life - such talents are the easiest to grasp.

That's why Chen Zhengkang is so angry now.

For someone like him who has been at the bottom of society all his life, the thing he hates most is that others live better than him - especially when this person is a money-loser whom he has always suppressed and looked down upon.

He reached for the knife, the violent element coursing through his veins.

"What do you want to do?" Chen Xiaoya stood in front of her deskmate and raised her voice, "This is school. Teachers will be here at any time."

"Teacher? So what if I'm a teacher? Is a teacher that great?"

"Come on, I'll chop you down," Chen Zhengkang stared at her with a sinister look. "You're so tough now, you're already in high school, and you look down on me, right?"

A cold sweat broke out on Chen Xiaoya's back.

She didn't know whether Chen Zhengkang would actually attack someone, but there was no doubt that she couldn't continue to provoke him at this time.

"...What exactly do you want?" Chen Xiaoya carefully maintained a safe distance. "You have to tell me what you want so I can know."

She prayed in her heart, hoping that someone would pass by this place soon.

Chen Zhengkang glanced at the two of them.

This reminded him: the most important thing now is not to deal with this money-losing guy, but where to get the money to pay off the debt.

Trying to cheat people out of money by causing trouble won't work.

Chen Zhengkang still had some common sense and knew that causing trouble in school would not only not result in any compensation, but might also attract the police.

Even if the tuition fee could be refunded, it would be a drop in the bucket compared to his gambling debts.

correct.

Chen Zhengkang suddenly thought of something.

When he left a year ago, he took all the money in the house and left no property for Chen Xiaoya at all.

She has no savings and doesn't work, so how could she have enough money to go to high school in the city?

Someone must be supporting her.

As long as Chen Xiaoya is taken away by force and forced to drop out of school, the person who funded her studies will definitely show up.

By then, I can find a way to extort money!

As for whether there would be anyone in the school to stop him from taking Chen Xiaoya away - what a joke, I am her biological father.

He doesn't want this money-losing guy to continue studying. Who dares to stop him?

High school is not compulsory education. If parents are determined to have their children drop out, the school can do nothing.

Even if the police came, it would be useless, Chen Zhengkang thought complacently. After all, this was his own child, and he could deal with him however he wanted.

Of course, at this moment he didn't know that he no longer had custody of Chen Xiaoya.

Chen Zhengkang was still thinking in his mind: What if the person who sponsored Chen Xiaoya's schooling was unwilling to give money, then he had other ways to get the funds.

Force Chen Xiaoya to drop out of school and work, sell her to the countryside for money, or use her directly to pay off gambling debts - no matter what, he will not lose out.

As long as he could get Chen Xiaoya away from the school first, he would have the initiative no matter how the situation developed later.

Chen Zhengkang had this idea in mind from the beginning, so he deliberately sneaked into the school when there were few people around.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhengkang once again unconsciously reached for the knife in his arms.

It was a triangular chef's knife with a long blade and a non-slip leather rope wrapped around the handle. Chen Zhengkang took it from the construction site kitchen.

He actually had no intention of killing anyone, and he only brought the knife for self-defense.

Ever since his left hand was smashed to pieces by a debt collector last time, Chen Zhengkang has to carry a weapon wherever he goes.

Although I may not be able to beat others, it is still a psychological comfort.

After hesitating for a moment, he still did not pull out the knife, but just held it loosely, as if he was going to chop someone.

He glanced at the girl who had fallen on the steps - she was in the way, but she seemed too frightened to do anything.

Even if she called the police and informed the school security afterwards, he would have already run away with his men.

After thinking it through, Chen Zhengkang spoke.

"You come with me now," he threatened, "and don't try to play tricks, or I'll chop both of you to death right here."

No, he doesn't dare to kill anyone, Chen Xiaoya thought calmly.

If he just wanted to kill to vent his anger, he should have done it long ago. The reason he didn't do it was because he wanted something else.

Chen Xiaoya is too familiar with his cheap father.

Gamblers can still think

What do you want? Only money.

Chen Xiaoya carefully controlled her breathing rhythm so that her tone would not sound flustered. She knew that she could not reveal any signal that could be interpreted as weakness.

"...You can't get me out," she said, gazing at her father calmly. "There are surveillance cameras at both school entrances. You must have been filmed."

The subtext here is that it would be useless even if she was abducted by force, as the police would soon find her by following the clues.

"If you want money, I can give it to you," she began to make up a lie. "I used to earn two or three thousand yuan from working, and I can give it all to you."