I let out a long sigh in my heart.

I turned around and told my parents that in this lifetime, I only recognize them as my real parents, I won't acknowledge anyone else as such.

After expressing my attitude, my mom was moved to tears, and my dad felt relieved.

I will never let the tragedy of the past life happen again.

But what I didn't expect was that less than a week later, I ran into Zhao Juan at school.

I don't know how she managed it, but she actually transferred to our high school as a freshman.

In the previous life, it was my parents who helped her transfer to our school.

But after she came, she couldn't keep up due to her poor foundation, always ranking last in exams and needing me to help her with her studies.

The problem is, even with my help, it was useless. She would forget what was taught yesterday by today, just wasting my time on purpose.

Every time I mentioned it, she would cry and say I looked down on her, saying I was lucky to be adopted into a good family.

Unlike her, she never had the chance to receive a good education since she was young.

What could I say to that?

I was constantly held hostage by her pitiful act, even delaying my own studies.

So in this lifetime, I will absolutely not bother with her anymore.

When I saw Zhao Juan, she was cornered by a few troublemakers in the schoolyard.

The leader of the boys asked her when she would repay the money.

As soon as I heard that, I knew she had fallen into her old habit again. After transferring, she didn't study well and liked to hang out with those boys, spending their money without contributing a cent.

But those boys weren't fools, so they demanded she repay the money.

Zhao Juan said she could give her phone as collateral, but as soon as the boy took the phone and checked it, he asked with a dark expression:

"Why is my contact name in your phone 'Backup No. 3'?"

Zhao Juan's face changed instantly.

I saw the boy slap her face with the back of his hand, and Zhao Juan kept screaming in pain.

If this had happened before, I would have definitely called a teacher, and then I would have had to pay the money myself to protect her reputation.

But now? Heh.

I looked away, pretending I didn't see anything.

Zhao Juan saw me and tried to leave, shouting, "Sis! Second Sis! It's me!"

Her shout was loud, and those troublemakers immediately looked at me.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Juan snatched the phone and ran over to me, stuffing it into my hand.

"Lin Ting, isn't this your phone? Here, take it back."

Me: "???"

The looks from the troublemakers towards me changed instantly.

The leader of the boys was called Gao Jiakai. When he was in his second year, he had tried to hit on me, but after I rejected him, he had been giving me dirty looks ever since.

Now, Zhao Juan was once again trying to pin the 'backup' label on me.

He would definitely cause me more trouble in the future.

Sure enough, the next moment, Gao Jiakai walked over with a dark expression and said displeasedly:

"Explain, what does 'Backup No. 3' mean? You look down on me, huh..."

Zhao Juan stood behind him, showing a gloating smile.

I held the phone, flipping it back and forth, glanced at Zhao Juan beside me:

"You're saying this is my phone?"

"Yes, Second Sis, didn't you lend it to me the day before yesterday... Ah!"

The next moment, I raised my hand and fiercely smashed the phone on the ground.

I stomped on it, shattering it into pieces.

"This isn't my phone, can you prove it now?"

Zhao Juan: "..."

Gao Jiakai: "..."