The male protagonist of Kuaishuang is here again to ask for his name

Chapter 825 The Revenge of the Rich Family 17
The roommates whispered to the party secretary strangely: "Why did Xinwan react so strongly? Qianhua was kind enough to help her, why is she acting like this!"

Another person also said: "Actually, think about it carefully, Qian Hua really didn't say anything to Xin Wan, but Xin Wan just..."

A person nearby happened to hear it, and immediately joined the army of gossip: "Hey, didn't you say that Qian Hua took Xin Wan as a follower? Why doesn't it look like this to me?"

Yan Ruyu listened to their chat with ears pricked up, until the group secretary asked rationally: "Speaking of which, where did this word come from? Why do I feel that between Qianhua and Xinwan, Qianhua has always been accommodating?" What about Xinwan?"

[Ding, mission completion, 50.00%. 】

Not really.

The original owner has no friends, and under Yu Xinwan's management, there is no chance to make new friends.

To her, Yu Xinwan is the only person in the whole school who treats her well and is willing to talk to her.

The lonelier she is, the more important Yu Xinwan becomes.

It's not just scumbags who can talk sweetly, green tea ladies are even more familiar with this.

Yu Xinwan talked about friendship, and the deceitful Shen Qianhua became more and more devoted to her. It can be said that she is very used to her.

It's just that the people in the class had already had a bad impression of Shen Qianhua at that time, so they couldn't see these details.

It just so happened that at this time, a boy said with disgust on his face: "Pretending! Who knows what she looks like behind her back?"

It was the protagonist of the love letter incident back then. He also regarded Shen Qianhua as a goddess back then, but he didn't expect the goddess to speak so ruthlessly!
If you don't like him, just put it bluntly. Is it necessary to criticize him as useless from his height, appearance to personality and family background?

The group secretary remembered the chat in the group that day.

Qian Hua doesn't seem to know about the love letter at all?

She asked the boy: "When you were a freshman, did you hand over that letter to Qian Hua?"

The boy glared: "She is so arrogant, who dares to find her directly! Don't you have to hand it over?"

Sincerely and tactfully.

The Youth League secretary said, "Did she tell you the answer herself?"

The boy asked: "She looks down on me so much, do you think she will talk to me in person? Maybe even looking at me is an eyesore!"

The corner of Yan Ruyu's mouth twitched, and with a twist of her arm, the pens on the table fell off, and one of them rolled right in front of the boy.

Reflexively, he picked it up and asked, "Whose pen dropped it?"

Yan Ruyu turned her head: "Is it red? Mine, thank you!"

She smiled sweetly: "My brother gave it to me, if it breaks, it will be miserable."

Even though he still remembered the grudge, the boy was still dazzled by her smile, and his heart beat a few octaves higher.

No, you can't be so nonchalant!

The boy forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and turned his head away from Yan Ruyu.

He said in a particularly mocking tone: "Oh, your brother bought it, it must be very expensive, right? How much?"

Yan Ruyu replied honestly, as if she didn't hear his bad tone: "Nine yuan and eight."

Everyone who heard it was stunned: "Liar! Don't you only use foreign famous brands?"

Yan Ruyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you lying to me? This is the first time my brother bought it for me with money from a part-time job, although he only lasted for an hour hahaha! Besides, he only used foreign famous brands? What kind of new meme is this? ?"

A classmate couldn't help asking curiously: "It is said that every piece of your clothes is handmade by foreign designers, the price is at least five figures, and the bags and shoes on your back..."

Yan Ruyu really laughed out loud: "Student, I bought my clothes outside Gate No. [-], five hundred pieces, who did you hear about?"

(End of this chapter)