Online dating backfired? A wealthy heir begged me to continue lying to him.

Su Ruan was completely unaware of all of this.

She was only thankful that she could finally escape the noisy cafeteria.

I hurried back to my quiet dormitory.

There was no one in the dormitory at that time; everyone was still eating in the cafeteria.

Su Ruan put down the medicine packet in her hand and sat down in the chair in front of the table.

She has barely passed the first hurdle, and now Lu Yanci will be returning to China this weekend.

The original owner tricked the school beauty Su Qingqian into meeting Lu Yanci, and even told Lu Yanci that she didn't want their relationship to be mentioned offline, and that they wanted to get to know each other again.

This created a delicate balance between Lu Yanci's fervent pursuit of Su Qingqian offline and Su Ruan's sweet talk and deception of Lu Yanci online.

At the time, the original owner thought he was very clever.

But the result of being clever is that one day you play with fire and get burned.

If Su Ruan were to say that she and Lu Yanci had not made things clear and severed ties, she absolutely could not allow him to meet with Su Qingqian.

She naturally couldn't meet with Lu Yanci either.

She and Lu Yanci could only maintain a purely online relationship.

Until she successfully broke off all ties with Lu Yanci.

Ding!

It was news about Lu Yanci again.

Transfer: 200000!

That bastard is really generous.

The writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone said, "Are you refusing payment because you're angry?"

"Are you angry that I suddenly came to see you?"

Uh……

It seems I really do have reason to be angry.

When Su Ruan saw the agreement, her first reaction was that she was quite offended.

However, Lu Yanci was somewhat self-aware, knowing that his sudden appearance downstairs at her dormitory was quite abrupt.

She knew it! That's why Lu Yanci transferred money so readily today—he was feeling guilty.

She would be doing herself a disservice if she didn't make good use of it.

Su Ruan cleared her throat.

I made a effort to relax before speaking into my phone.

"I'm not really angry, I just feel a bit surprised."

"Well... I wasn't feeling well at the time and wasn't in my dorm, so I'm sorry you had to come all this way for nothing!"

"Also, could you please stop transferring money to me in the future? It makes me feel a lot of pressure."

"I'm chatting with you because I think you're a nice person, and I enjoy talking to you. It's not for the money."

"Although I did take a lot of money from you before... don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back when I make money! I can give you an IOU!"

Su Ruan rattled off a long string of words and sent it to Lu Yanci.

She felt that although she had phrased it rather euphemistically, she had clearly expressed her meaning.

Although she chatted with him before for money, she wouldn't take the money for nothing and would pay it back later.

Also, she decided to stop taking his money to avoid him harboring resentment towards her and potentially launching a surprise attack.

Although she was wrong before, Lu Yanci now has something on her, so let's not hold it against each other.

Su Ruan listened to the message she sent again to confirm that her tone was not aggressive, but rather carried a little bit of grievance and determination, so it should not anger Lu Yanci.

Then she waited for Lu Yanci's reply.

If Lu Yanci agrees to let her write an IOU, then all will be well!

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

Lu Yanci's reply was delayed.

Su Ruan felt a sudden pang of panic.

That bastard, he was the one who probed first, yet he can't even tolerate me having a little temper?

If you feel that she is not as gentle, considerate, or understanding as the original owner, you can simply part ways.

And you're still messing with people's mentality like this!

Su Ruan sulked for a moment.

Never mind, I'll leave it for now.

Her life wasn't just about Lu Yanci.

Clearing her mind of all negative emotions, Su Ruan began to analyze her current situation.

First, there are textbook assignments.

The original owner and she studied the same major, Microelectronics Science and Engineering, which belonged to the School of Integrated Circuits.

In layman's terms, it means future research into chips.

This is good; there is no conflict whatsoever.

Su Ruan glanced through the textbook again; it was exactly the same as the textbook she had in her previous life.

However, her textbooks were filled with dense notes, while the original owner's textbooks were clean and tidy.

Since his sophomore year, the original owner had never studied seriously.

Although her grades in her freshman year weren't very good either.

To be honest, this was something that Su Ruan was also somewhat puzzled about.

The original owner was clearly capable of entering this top university as the top scorer in the province, but her academic performance at school was extremely poor.

Fortunately, she didn't miss too many classes.

In my previous life, from diagnosis to death, I only struggled painfully for a month and a half.

Now she's actually glad she died quickly, otherwise she would have missed too many lessons and would have had to spend even more time catching up.

Once Su Ruan was certain that she could keep up with the course, she felt much more at ease.

The next step is to deal with the luxury goods left behind by the original owner.

In order to marry into a wealthy family, the original owner planned to use the money that the old man had swindled to disguise himself as a rich second-generation.

She was quite clever; she didn't say it out loud, but when she received her first payment, she bought a bracelet worth over 60,000 yuan.

Then, he would casually bring it out, and when a sharp-eyed classmate noticed, he would pretend to casually hide it in his sleeve.

Next came branded bags that looked like burlap sacks.

Or perhaps it's a casual gift of high-end cosmetics to a roommate.

The original owner's image as a rich second-generation was gradually developed, but the original owner's wallet remained empty.

Now all that's left is a bunch of useless junk.

Su Ruan took out those items one by one.

Make sure the packaging bags, invoices, and electronic evidence are all complete.

Then take photos of them one by one, categorizing them.

She planned to list these items on a second-hand website for resale.

If you want to resell them, you need detailed supporting documentation to prove that these items are genuine.

Fortunately, the items the original owner bought were not counterfeit.

She went to great lengths to successfully forge her identity as a rich second-generation.

Su Ruan also touched them herself, and they were indeed all genuine.

Moreover, there are quite a few of these things.

As they tidied up, a huge pile of food ended up on the table, enough to sell for five or six hundred thousand.

Su Ruan was in a good mood.

Fortunately, the original owner used the money to buy luxury goods that could retain their value, instead of squandering it.

Even though it's garbage, thank you anyway!

After the photos were taken, the noise outside the door grew louder as it approached.

My roommates are back!

Su Ruan's hand holding the phone was a little stiff.

Judging from the sounds, there must have been several classmates coming back together.

Soon, the door opened.

Six or seven girls suddenly appeared outside the door; they were the remaining roommates from the two dorm rooms where they had eaten together in the cafeteria earlier.

Ruan Taole chattered away as she walked first.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Su Ruan's designer jewelry and bags, which cost tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan, lying on the table like trash.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that everyone was somewhat at a loss, Su Ruan noticed Ruan Tao Le pointing to the pile of things on her table and squeezed out a few words, "I don't want them anymore, I'm getting rid of them."

Everyone's mouths formed an "O" shape.

This whole bunch of stuff must cost hundreds of thousands, right?

Are you just going to throw it away like that? Have you disposed of it?