The Fake Heiress’ Seven Brothers Pampers Her Chapter 7

Chapter 7
He Yuan looked at He Jing again and again. She still had a carefree expression as if nothing mattered. He could only say, “Since that’s the case, I’ll be the referee.”
“Ok.”
“No problem.”
He Sui and He Jing agreed.
He Sui snatched the set of exam papers, the A version, and sneered lazily, “The A version is even harder. Don’t accuse me of taking advantage.”
He Jing nodded. “Thank you, Fourth Brother. I’ll do my best.”
He Yuan suddenly remembered, “Jingjing, are you only in your second year of high school?”
He Jing said, “Yes.” He Yuan frowned and said, “He Sui is already in his third year of high school this year. If there’s anything on the test paper that you don’t know how to do, just leave it blank. It’s beyond the scope of the second-year curriculum and all will be graded.”
He Jing wanted to say “no”, but He Sui had already said arrogantly, “Sure.”
He glanced at He Jing and smirked. “As long as she doesn’t cry when she loses later.”
Then, the competition officially began.
The time limit was set at one hour because it was lunchtime in an hour. He Sui didn’t have any objections, and neither did He Jing.
He Sui sat on the sofa and started writing on the small, peeling tea table. He Jing went to the dining table, looking as if she did not want to be disturbed.
Hence, no one went up to disturb her. Everyone surrounded He Sui and watched as he wrote the exam paper with great vigor.
An hour later…
No, not even an hour.
He Sui finished the exam papers. The neat pages are filled with dense writing. He looked up at He Jing. The beautiful young girl tilted her head. Her fair skin was like a touch of brightness embedded in the cold gray tone. Her slightly tilted side profile was exquisite and beautiful like an oil painting. Her slender hands were still writing slowly. It was obvious that she had not finished it.
He Sui reminded her mockingly, “You only have two minutes left.”
As soon as he said this, He Jing put down her pen.
The whole family stared at He Jing, their hearts pounding. They were inexplicably nervous, but she was like an exemplary student who did not go overboard. She stood up and handed the exam paper to the eldest brother, He Yuan. He Yuan only took a glance at the paper and was completely stunned.
The handwriting was too beautiful.
He Sui also stuffed his exam paper into He Yuan’s hands and waited for the result of his certain victory.
Then, the living room fell silent. No one dared to make a sound to disturb him, afraid that they would disturb He Yuan’s thoughts.
Mother He was supposed to go and cook, but for some reason, she couldn’t move her legs at this moment. She waited for the outcome like she was buying a lottery ticket.
Father He had a serious expression on his face as He Xiaoguo pulled on his trousers. Both of them were worried, although they didn’t know who they should hope to win…
He Yuan’s expression suddenly became peculiar, as if he had seen something strange.
He Sui was an impatient person. Seeing this, he immediately said, “How is it, brother? Did He Jing fail?”
He Yuan slowly shook his head and handed the exam paper to him. He said, “You lost.”
He Sui’s eyes widened on the spot and he cried out excitedly, “How is this possible?!”
He Yuan said, “See for yourself.”
He Sui quickly lowered his head and realized that the last two questions, she had used several different methods to solve, and the handwriting was leisurely and relaxed as if she had added them after finishing the test paper with nothing else to do.
“This question was last year’s college entrance examination. It was called the devil’s question by last year’s examinees. Not only did she write the correct answer, but she also used three solutions. Xiao Sui, you were outdone. You lost.”
He Sui’s hands and feet turned cold. He raised his eyes stiffly and looked at He Jing. The young girl was still smiling, as if she was unfazed by favor or humiliation.