"No way?! Only a fool like you can believe that Wang Donglin's mistress will have no money? Are you lying? They don't want to lend it to you at all."
"She is not a mistress! She is Wang Donglin's girlfriend."
Zhong Minghui sneered: "Girlfriend? She really dares to say that. A man like Wang Donglin would let her be his girlfriend? It's just for fun at most, and then throw it away when it's useless. Forget it, it's really unlucky. I should have known that actors are ruthless and bitches are meaningless.
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Xu Xiaoya didn't expect her boyfriend to say such vulgar words, and she got angry: "Zhong Minghui, what nonsense are you talking about? You can't talk about Yan Xixi like that."
"What's wrong? Did I irritate you? Are you afraid that others will know your background? You know best who Yan Xixi is, and you also know your background best. You are all the same thing..."
Xu Xiaoya's face turned blood red, "Zhong Minghui, what's my background? Tell me, what's my background?"
"You still want me to tell you? Xu Xiaoya, I'm trying to save face for you. It would be meaningless if I tell you the truth. You know best."
Zhong Minghui turned around and left. Xu Xiaoya chased for a few steps, but couldn't catch up, so she had to stop and lean on the railing on the roadside, crying like rain.
After the first snow in winter, City C had several sunny days in a row.
Yan Xixi finished the last subject and saw that it was still early. Just as she was about to go out, a boy ran over and stopped her out of breath, stammering: "Classmate... there is a dinner party tonight, are you going?"
She shook her head, wondering who this person's name was.
"Go, the whole class goes..."
"Thank you, but I'm not free."
The boy didn't know what to do, so he touched his head and saw that Yan Xixi had already left.
Opposite, Wang Donglin walked towards her. He had been observing her in a secluded place for a while. She was wearing jeans and a thick coat, and her black hair covered half of her face, making it almost impossible to see her true face.
On the first day of class, she wore the same outfit, which was extremely simple, low-key, and inconspicuous. She rarely used the designer clothes in the room, only two pairs of jeans and a gray jacket, and she survived the whole winter like this.
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Yan Xixi was very surprised when she saw him. She stood there with her schoolbag on her back and just smiled.
He smiled and said: "Isn't it surprising?"
She nodded.
He lowered his voice and said, "I'm here to carry out a surprise attack to see if you are studying diligently."
She laughed. But she knew that this was the truth.
Wang Donglin didn't spend many days at home, and sometimes there was no news for ten days and a half. However, he would come back suddenly late at night, or on weekend mornings.
However, he was never disappointed. Every time he came back, Yan Xixi was at home.
Whenever she should be at home, she was always there.
Wang Donglin was very satisfied with this and looked her up and down, "Xixi, why don't you wear so many clothes? Look at you, you look like silk. You have to change into something decent."
She disagreed: "I'm here to study, not to show off my clothes."
"That's right. New clothes every day, so that those brats won't miss you."
At that time, she had already reached the school gate. Yan looked around carefully and did not see his amazing and arrogant luxury car, nor did she see the two unsightly bodyguards. She was relieved.
There was only a relatively low-profile car parked next to it.
Wang Donglin reached out and took her hand. She was about to refuse, but she subconsciously held back and quietly raised the hood of her winter coat, completely covering her head and face. Fortunately, no one of the passing students paid much attention.
