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My Scheming Little Devil

Chapter 1595: Destruction
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Chapter 1595: Chapter 1595: Destruction

Inside the documents, it’s all about her, from elementary school to university, every year’s events, both great and small, encompassing her life, her studies, including various exams and activities, incredibly detailed and incredibly hard for her to believe.

As she reads line by line, she feels as if her heart is being pierced by a massive knife, both painful and humiliating.

Seeing those photos and text, recording events she’s experienced, vividly before her eyes, the honor she once felt, the achievements she was proud and confident of, thinking all were gained through her own effort and sweat.

She always believed it was her intelligence and hard work that created the person she is today. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

But all of this, at this moment, shattered completely; all her glory and light, her pride and self-esteem, were destroyed by this document revealing the truth behind the scenes.

Brother Ling Kong was actually manipulating her life all along from behind the scenes.

When she entered the science and technology elementary school, she couldn’t keep up with her classmates; to catch up, she was diligent and hardworking.

She thought it was her hard work that moved the teachers and classmates, making them stay behind to help tutor her enthusiastically, never afraid to explain difficult problems.

She thought it was her cuteness and charm that won over her classmates, so the entire class didn’t mind her being a laggard, even elected her class monitor, surrounded her, treated her so well.

She thought she worked hard for a year and finally earned good grades through her own effort.

It was all false; it was Brother Ling Kong exerting pressure on the school and teachers, even secretly changing her grades from C to A.

She participated in many large events at school, even represented the school in important activities that she originally wasn’t qualified for, but it was Brother Ling Kong who took away others’ spots and pushed her forward.

Before graduating from elementary school, she was recommended to the most prestigious science and technology middle school, whereas even the few brightest students in the class had to pass exams and interviews to get in, yet she was directly recommended.

She thought it was the board committee of the middle school recognizing her potential and admitting her as an exception.

No, it wasn’t at all.

Jun Yiyi’s trembling fingers tightly clenched that document, her heart quivering with anguish, her chest feeling like being crushed by a massive rock, indescribably uncomfortable.

Yet she continued to read document after document, trying to find some achievements truly earned through her own effort. Because she felt she was on the brink of collapse, her confidence, her dignity, were brutally stripped away layer by layer by this document, with a bleeding cruelty.

She desperately wanted to prove that she didn’t rely solely on behind-the-scenes deals to achieve success today. She wanted to prove that she was not completely worthless, not a waste relying on such deals.

But, having read through it all, she couldn’t find a single place where he hadn’t intervened.

She didn’t even know whether she got into this university on her own merit or due to his close connections with the school’s board, because in the year she entered university, Ji Corporation donated a massive scholarship fund to the university.

Jun Yiyi wanted to laugh but almost burst into tears.

She turned to the next page, her heart trembled; it was about her being taken in as a student by Professor Wolf and joining an important project group.

She remembered Ai Lei’s eyes filled with resentment, accusing her of using behind-the-scenes deals to become Professor Wolf’s student and join the project group because Professor Wolf only took Ph.D. students, never undergraduates, and only master’s students were qualified for the project group.

At that time, she argued forcefully, thinking it was her genius brilliance that made the professor and project group bend the rules.

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