Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's spoiled ex-girlfriend

A few words spoken in an ambiguous tone inexplicably made one's ears burn.

Ke Miantang's struggles gradually weakened, with teardrops like shattered diamonds still clinging to her eyelashes as she was held tightly in his arms.

Seeing her like this, Rong She couldn't resist and lowered his head to place a kiss on her wet eyelashes.

"The bag you ordered last night will be delivered to the manor tonight."

Ke Miantang's shoulders trembled, and then her crying stopped abruptly.

Tears still clung to her face. She blinked her wet eyes, her lips moved, and her voice trembled with sobs: "Really? Didn't you say it wouldn't arrive until next week?"

Hearing this, Rong She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm." He casually unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with one hand and said, "I had it expedited by air from France. It will arrive tonight. You are the first person in the country to have one."

Ke Miantang's eyes suddenly lit up. After confirming that he wasn't just trying to comfort her, she stopped crying.

The next second, she moved off his lap, obediently climbed back into the passenger seat, and even buckled her seatbelt.

"Let's go," she said, her mood improving, urging him, "Don't keep Zhou Ran waiting."

"Host, the speed at which you changed your expression just now is worthy of being called an Oscar-worthy performance by the system."

"..." Ke Miantang pretended not to hear.

She was the first person to own the new bag. What's there to be surprised about? She could already imagine herself carrying the new bag to class tomorrow, and how envious Gao Ruoxi and Cui Lina would be.

Moreover, she only has a little over four months left to stay with Rong She, so she should take advantage of this time to make as much money as possible.

Rong She glanced at her as he started the engine.

She was looking at herself in the mirror with her phone camera, carefully checking if her makeup had smudged, and muttering to herself whether taking a selfie later would affect her appearance.

Rong She sighed inwardly at this.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

She was crying her eyes out just now, but now she's already thinking about whether she'll look good in the photos later.

The restaurant Zhou Ran booked is in the Zhongnan District; it's a private restaurant serving fusion cuisine.

When Ke Miantang arrived, there were already five or six people sitting in the private room, as well as several familiar faces whose names Ke Miantang couldn't recall—all of whom were on the whitelist.

Zhou Ran sat next to the main seat and raised his chin to greet Rong She and Ke Mian Tang when they entered.

Ke Miantang sat down next to him, and Rong She sat down next to her and poured her some tea.

While waiting for the food to be served, Zhou Ran leaned back in his chair and started talking about what happened that day: "Sister-in-law, guess who I saw at the lab today?"

Before Ke Miantang could respond, he continued, "That girl from Lingzhou University is dressed exactly like you, even her hair is the same."

He laughed as he spoke, picked up his water glass and took a sip: "From a distance, I thought it was you, but when I got closer, I realized it wasn't."

Shen Zhiyan added from the side, "I saw it too. At first, I was asking Zhou Ran why my sister-in-law had run over there, but then I realized it was someone I didn't recognize."

Zhou Ran added, "Sister-in-law looks better dressed like this. Some people can't even copy it correctly."

Ke Miantang didn't know whether to laugh or not. She picked up her water glass and took a sip, the teacup perfectly concealing her unease.

Perhaps the other person finds this style of dressing comfortable, or maybe they just happen to have similar tastes; in any case, she doesn't want to assume anything malicious about someone.

And to be honest, the fact that people are imitating her style shows that her aesthetic sense is recognized.

Thinking of this, Ke Miantang felt a little better.

Turning to look at Rong She, she saw a peeled shrimp on his plate and immediately picked up her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

-

Bao Min's social skills have been brought to their fullest potential in the past few days.

She's the kind of person who never feels awkward in a crowd; she can strike up a conversation wherever she goes.

In the coffee shop, library, and corridors of Cheng Hsin University, she appeared as an "exchange student from Ling-Chou University," always smiling at everyone she met, and exchanging contact information after just a few words.

In less than two days, her contact list had more than a dozen students from Chengxin College, three of whom were her close friends who were on her whitelist. They weren't exactly in the inner circle, but they knew about some of the things that happened at the school.

The group chat was created on the third day.

The group name is very ordinary, called "Rational Discussion". There are seven people in the group, including Bao Min and six girls from Cheng Hsin University.

The conversation started with "The food in the cafeteria was awful today," and after a few rambling exchanges, someone mentioned Ke Miantang, and the tone of the conversation took a turn for the worse.

"Before she got together with Rong She, the most expensive bag she carried was only tens of thousands of yuan, but now any bag she carries costs hundreds of thousands of yuan."

Another person quickly chimed in: "To be honest, a family like Rong She's will definitely end up with an arranged marriage. Ke Miantang is just a stepping stone."

"Don't you guys think she's too strict with Rong She? I heard she doesn't allow Rong She to talk to any girls, not even for work-related communication."

Bao Min chimed in at the opportune moment: "Really? This is really affecting Rong She's work."

Someone in the group quickly chimed in: "That's right, what kind of status does Rong She have? It's not right for her to be managing him like this."

Someone else added, "Isn't she just afraid that Rong She will be snatched away by someone else? The more afraid she is, the less confident she seems."

Bao Min felt much better after watching them complain about Ke Miantang in the group chat.

She leaned back in her chair, feeling that she had finally found a kindred spirit and that she wasn't the only one who felt sorry for Rong She.

She took screenshots of these chats, switched to the chat window with Zhang Xin, and sent the screenshots to her.

"Xinxin, look, there are a lot of people in Chengxin College who dislike Ke Miantang, it's not just me who thinks so."

She also posted a screenshot discussing Ke Mian Tang's materialism: "You know, before Ke Mian Tang was with Rong She, the bags she carried were at most worth tens of thousands of yuan. Since she got together with Rong She, even her cheapest bags are worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. What is this if not materialism? Can Rong She be happy with a woman like this?"

Looking at the message Bao Min sent, Zhang Xin felt like she had found a kindred spirit; it turned out she wasn't the only one who thought this way.

She saved those screenshots to remind herself that the person standing next to Rong She was not someone worthy of his love.

For some reason, she texted Bao Min, saying, "I must work at Xingyun after I graduate, so that I can be closer to Rongshe."

Bao Min sent her an encouraging emoji: "You're so amazing, you'll definitely get in."

-

In the morning, Ke Miantang carried her new bag to class.

She deliberately got up 20 minutes earlier and changed several outfits in front of the dressing mirror before deciding which one to wear. In the end, she chose a light blue knitted dress and paired it with white leather shoes.

Before leaving, I turned left and right in front of the mirror, thinking that my outfit and bag were a perfect match, neither too flashy nor out of place.

As soon as she entered the classroom, the sharp-eyed Gao Ruoxi noticed the new bag she was carrying.

Gao Ruoxi's eyes widened, and she reached out to touch it but then pulled her hand back: "Mian Tang, is this bag the limited edition, the cream-colored one with the little gold hardware?"

Cui Lina pounced on Ke Miantang from behind, making her turn the bag around to see it. Her eyes widened in surprise: "It really is that one! Wasn't it supposed to be released next week? How did you get it?"

Ke Miantang straightened her bag strap, her tone slightly smug: "Rong She had it delivered urgently; I don't know how he got it."