The Path of Revenge After Rebirth - Chapter 19

In front of everyone, I caused a scene at the school celebration and even hit Jiang Tian and Lin Jiu.

The previous incidents of bullying Lin Jiu at school were also spread online.

It stirred quite a public uproar.

The feud between a wealthy heiress and a poor girl, whether ten years ago or ten years later, always carries enough buzz.

The difference this time was my clear and articulate speech on stage.

The disheveled appearance.

And that piece of Symphony No. 5 played with extreme anger and madness.

Quite a few people stood by my side.

“It might not necessarily be the rich girl bullying the poor one, right? Her piano playing doesn’t feel like she’s that kind of person.”

“Hilarious, the one above must be a paid poster, now you can tell fortunes with piano music?”

“No, seriously, look at her, her ankle’s swollen like a loaf of bread, and she’s covered in blood. Who would bully others and end up like this?”

“Let’s not talk about anything else, this sister has a beautifully chaotic mental state, eight versions ahead of the times…”

In the end, Su Lan and a few girls who danced with me went online to argue with the netizens:

“Lu Xinxi is not like what you say!”

“It was Lin Jiu who shamelessly provoked her first!”

The online debate was heated.

I stayed in the hospital during all this, unaware of how Lu Xinting explained things to Dad.

In any case, the day I was discharged and returned home, he looked at me with extreme indifference:

“I haven’t kept an eye on you for a while, and you’ve gone this far.”

“Since your school won’t let you continue, go study abroad.”

“Hide for a few years, and come back when the storm has passed.”

I wasn’t surprised by his attitude at all.

Because between me and his son, Lu Xinting, he would always side with his son.

When the incident at the engagement party happened in my past life, my dad was still alive.

Lu Xinting couldn’t have pulled off such a big move without his knowledge.

But until I died, he never told me anything.

But it doesn’t matter.

I tugged at the corner of my lips, “Alright.”

“You always wanted to study acting, I’ll help you contact someone to apply to an art school…”

“No.”

I suddenly spoke, “I want to study finance, pursue business.”

The two people in front of me were taken aback.

When my dad looked at me again, there was gradually a layer of deeper meaning in his eyes.