After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 104 - 76: Rumors

At Dean Academy’s "Family-Style Dinner Day", there were no dress codes for the dinner, and students could dress however they liked.

However, when Ning Youguang, Xia Dai, and Shi Wangyue entered the banquet hall, they still saw many classmates dressed exquisitely, wearing gowns, emanating the aura of wealth from head to toe.

"So many little beauties, if I’d known, I would’ve dressed nicer too." Xia Dai regretted, "Do you think I have time to go back to the dorm and change?"

Shi Wangyue glanced at him, his refined face calm and unperturbed, leaving Xia Dai unable to discern anything.

"Daidai looks very handsome today." Ning Youguang gently adjusted his clothes, smoothing the wrinkles on his shoulder.

"Alright then, I won’t go back." Xia Dai smiled upon receiving the compliment.

He puffed his chest out, feeling more confident.

Ning Youguang and Shi Wangyue exchanged a glance, both with smiles in their eyes.

Xia Dai indeed looked handsome, though not as flawlessly exquisite as Shi Wangyue, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, proper features, and an outgoing personality. Plus, he loved sports and was good at basketball, making him quite popular with the girls in school. Many girls secretly had a crush on him.

But he was completely unaware of his own charm.

Perhaps because his brothers, sisters, and cousins at home were all too outstanding, he always felt ordinary, lacking any remarkable qualities, needing the people around him to praise him occasionally so he could feel a bit confident.

Ning Youguang noticed this and was constantly empowering him, hoping he would see his own excellence.

"Hanhan, look quickly, there’s a senior sister over there who’s so pretty, the senior brother beside her is also really handsome, especially the one in gray, so good-looking!"

In the banquet hall, a young girl in a blue mini dress with exquisite makeup was excitedly tapping the girl beside her, who was wearing a pink off-shoulder long dress.

The girl had actually noticed the dazzling trio at the doorway long ago; she knew all three, and was quite familiar with two of them.

Ever since Fang Han knew that her cousin came to Dean, she knew that she would meet her someday but didn’t expect it to be at such an occasion.

She looked at her cousin in plain clothes, with a bare face, yet still dazzling and brilliant, and felt an indescribable complex feeling.

"It’s okay." She said indifferently, then turned and walked in another direction.

The blue mini dress girl paused at her calmness, then smiled and followed her, "Still, Hanhan has seen the world, so calm."

Fang Han then smiled slightly, "There are many good-looking people in the world, why make a fuss?"

"Yes, yes, Hanhan is also very pretty."

...

At the dinner banquet.

Many younger students were discussing the two extremely pretty senior brother and sister, who were only wearing casual clothes, from the first year.

Upon learning that they were about the same age, that the senior brother was a paying international class student, and the senior sister was a scholarship experimental class student, some girls who had been envious and jealous of the senior sister finally felt balanced.

They wore gowns, gracefully lifted the fruit drinks on the table, and lightly clinked glasses. A girl dressed glamorously and bejeweled remarked disdainfully, "She just knows how to read a bit, nothing so great."

Once she spoke, another girl giggled and agreed, "Yes, everyone knows experimental classes are ordinary people."

"Right, we’re different from her, no wonder she’s dressed like that."

Fang Han listened quietly while surrounded, and after hearing a few derogatory comments, she slightly disagreed, cutely retorting, "Don’t say that about people, it’s not nice."

...

The next day, in a quiet little grove on Dean campus.

Fang Han affectionately linked arms with Ning Youguang and sat in a pavilion: "Youyou, I was so happy to see you at the banquet last night, but I didn’t dare to talk to you, I was afraid you’d worry about being exposed and didn’t want to embarrass you with explanations, so I didn’t speak to you. You understand, right?"

The young girl smiled dazzlingly: "Of course, I do."

Fang Han lightly patted her chest, pretending to finally exhale in relief, "I knew you wouldn’t want to be exposed, if people knew your mom is my former aunt and your dad is my uncle, you’d probably have no privacy nationwide."

"You have a point."

"Don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret."

"Thank you, Cousin."

"No problem, of course I want to protect you, we’re cousins after all, let’s go, I’ll treat you to some desserts. We have a dessert shop at school that makes amazing mango crepes, few people are there now, so I’ll take you."

"I’m allergic to mango." Ning Youguang sat still, speaking softly.

"Ah, you’re allergic to mango? Does Uncle know? Hmph! He never told me, I’m going to message him about not telling me!" Fang Han pretended to be full of anger.

"He doesn’t know either, I haven’t told him." And never ate mango in front of him.

"You should definitely tell Uncle about this, I’ll call him later. How about strawberry mochi, do you want to eat that?"

"No, I have homework to prepare, planned to meet friends at the study hall."

"Is that so? What a pity."

...

After Xu Wei stopped going to the experimental class and sending flowers to Ning Youguang, the school’s students felt that young Xu must have lost interest in the new school beauty.

A nerd, after all, apart from being slightly good-looking and good at studying, had no special charm.

After Dean’s "Family-Style Dinner Day" ended, comments about Ning Youguang began to take a turn on the school forum:

Post 341: "See, everyone exaggerated too much, what’s the use of just being pretty? Still a poor bastard?"

Post 401: "Those in the experimental class are just test-taking machines, after finishing school, who knows whose employee they’ll be." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Post 513: "Exactly, I think everyone praised too much, being pretty is not difficult these days, just a matter of spending some cash."

Post 667: "Haven’t you noticed young Xu doesn’t like her anymore? Previously, everyone just found it novel."

702nd floor: "Her taste is so low!"

1013th floor: "702nd floor is right, she really has no taste, and she always wears the same clothes [Image] [Image]"

Xia Dai was swiping her phone posts and was about to burst with anger.

"Are these people freaking blind?!"

"Here, have some water first." Ning Youguang smiled, handing the freshly opened water from Shi Wangyue to the furious Xia Dai.

Xia Dai gulped down half a bottle of water.

"Feeling better now?"

"How could I not be angry? Are these people sick or what, always gossiping about others?"

"Isn’t it boring?"

"Totally boring."

"Then are you bored?"

"Of course I’m not bored." Xia Dai thought Youyou’s question was a bit odd.

"You’re not bored, so why let a bunch of boring strangers influence your emotions and upset you?"

"..." Xia Dai felt her head wasn’t working well, "You’re not mad?"

"Not mad."

"They’re talking about you like this, and you’re not mad?" Xia Dai was shocked.

"Not mad."

"Youyou, you’re my god." Xia Dai sighed and sat down on the stone bench nearby.

"Hard to understand?" You Guang continued smiling and asked.

Xia Dai quietly looked at her, without saying anything, but her face clearly said, "Does that even need to be asked?"

She sat down next to him, holding his arm, and asked softly, "Daidai, let me ask, am I poor?"

Xia Dai shook her head quickly, "If you’re poor, then what am I, a beggar?"

"Is my taste low?"

"Of course not."

"Will I work for them in the future?" The girl raised her delicate chin at the phone in his hand.

"No way!" Xia Dai exclaimed.

"Since everything they say is not true, I’m even less likely to be mad. Being angry drains health and is bad for the blood and internal organs; there’s no point bothering with such meaningless matters."

"..." Sister seems to make a lot of sense.

...

On this day, the weekend, at the Xie family’s villa.

The spacious first-floor living room had been turned into a small playground, where Xie Yizun and Grandma Xie were stacking blocks together.

Xie Yizun: "This is the queen, the queen in the castle, got it?" Nearly three-year-old Xie Yizun spoke very fluently, with a little kiddy voice that sounded like a little girl, very nice.

Grandma Xie couldn’t understand what her good grandson had built: "What queen? This is wood."

Xie Yizun got a bit anxious, "This is the queen, it’s the queen, don’t you know?"

Grandma Xie saw her grandson was upset: "Alright, alright, it’s the queen."

After a while, Xie Yizun was taken by the nanny to have milk, and coming back, he saw his block building gone from the playground and yelled angrily at Grandma Xie, "I want to call the police officer uncle! Humph! You’ve torn down my queen! Humph! Annoyed! Annoyed! Annoyed!"

Grandma Xie sat on the floor, quickly put the blocks she had tidied back for her little grandson, and continued building blocks together with Xie Yizun.

Ning Youguang sat on the sofa, watching the interaction between the elder and the child, laughing endlessly.

Xia Youqing had gone to the film set and wouldn’t return home for over three months.

Xie Baosheng went to South Africa on a business trip, leaving only Grandma Xie to take care of Xie Yizun, along with the nanny staying at home.

Ning Youguang would visit them every one or two weeks.

The elder and little one playing blocks over there started talking again.

Xie Yizun: "Ride a horse to shoot the willow."

This idiom was something Ning Youguang taught him from the idiom story before playing blocks, which he learned.

Xie Yizun also had a very good memory.

But Grandma Xie’s Mandarin wasn’t very good: "Ride a horse, thank the willow."

Xie Yizun: "Ride a horse to shoot the willow."

Grandma Xie: "Ride a horse, dig the willow."

Xie Yizun’s face turned red with excitement: "Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot the willow by riding a horse!"

Grandma Xie: "Ride a horse, thank the willow."

"Hahahahaha" Ning Youguang thought they were really hilarious.

At this moment, the phone on the coffee table rang.

It’s Xia Youqing calling. 1314