During the period of waiting for the results, Yu Jun and Xiao Hong were incredibly quiet, probably putting all their focus on their daughter, the top scorer. I glanced at the time, knowing that the results were about to be announced. I washed my face, tucked in my mother's blanket, and headed towards the breakfast shop.

The reporters were indeed faster than me. From afar, I could see that the breakfast shop was already packed with people,

As I approached, the reporters swarmed towards me,

"Yu, you missed a perfect score by only 28 points. How do you feel right now?"

"Yu Jiang, between Tsinghua University and Peking University, which one would you choose?"

"Could you share some tips with your junior fellow students?"

Yu Jun came speeding in his car, but this time, it wasn't the luxury Mercedes-Benz. It was a vintage car from over twenty years ago, and I had no idea where he got it from.

After getting out of the car, he eagerly put his arm around my shoulder, and the reporters flocked to interview him about his experience in raising a child. He knew how to seize the opportunity and used this chance to further develop his career.

Seeing him talk non-stop, I smirked and took the initiative to hold his arm and help him in the conversation.

After that day, Yu Jun brought me to his and Xiao Hong's home. I innocently asked why my dad suspected that I was a love child. He scratched his head and pushed the conflict onto Xiao Hong, who returned to the room with a dark expression.

Before I could continue speaking, Yu Jun patted my back.

"Alright, Xiao Jiang, I've moved your mother to the VIP ward. She is being taken care of by someone every day."

I thanked him with a fake smile. Ha, still pretending. Lately, because of his genius daughter, he hasn't abandoned his seriously ill wife, and Yu Jun has received quite a lot of benefits. I noticed that Xiao Yan's bag was getting more and more expensive.

I glanced at my phone, and as expected, my report against Yu Jun for tax evasion and abandoning his wife and daughter was sent back to me.

Actually, sometimes a person's jealousy is always greater than their empathy.

For example, at that time when the video in front of the breakfast shop went viral, everyone watched it out of curiosity. No one really stood up for the poor female shop owner or investigated and suppressed the scum man.

But jealousy is different.

I opened my memo and continued editing my essay.