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475. Chapter 475 Enemies always have a narrow road

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As soon as Huo Wenhua left, many young talents with certain intentions approached Yang Zimei. Whether they were pretending to be humorous, handsome, or pretending to be elegant, they all had only one purpose, and that was to find out about her details and background.

, see if you can attract her.

For these people, Yang Zimei could only smile lightly, politely, but distantly and indifferently.

This makes it look even more mysterious.

"Haha, are you kidding me? She comes from a famous family?" Among the crowd, Yang Zimei heard another familiar female voice sneer.

Following the voice, I saw that it was Murong Yan.

I thought that Murong Yan had transferred to another school and there would be no chance for the two of them to meet again.

Unexpectedly, they were on opposite sides of the road again.

Murong Yan was wearing a pink and light yellow dress, and she was talking to the female companions beside her: "She used to be my classmate, and I know her best."

When everyone heard this, they all pricked up their ears and listened.

Especially Lan Luo, who hurriedly approached Murong Yan and asked, "Who is she?"

"Haha, don't promote her. What kind of famous family? What kind of princess family? It's just a joke. Her ancestors have been farmers for eighteen generations, and her family is average. But relying on her ability to pinch her is just a fool." Murong Yan sneered.

road.

Ever since she was forced to transfer schools, she hated Yang Zimei deeply.

Thinking that my uncle was not here now, I forgot his instructions and began to show my unbridled nature. Seeing Yang Zimei become the center of attention, I felt very uncomfortable.

"real?"

When Lan Luo heard this, he was excited.

Just now, she listened to everyone's discussion and realized that Yang Zimei's origin might not be simple. Therefore, she was secretly afraid that she would suffer retaliation from Yang Zimei.

Now that she heard Murong Yan say this, her heart became calmer.

It turns out that she is just a girl from the countryside. What is there to be afraid of?

"Of course it's true. I know exactly who is in her family and where they live." Murong Yan sneered and looked at Yang Zimei provocatively.

Yang Zimei smiled faintly.

She has never been ashamed of her origin, and she doesn't want to pretend to be a lady from a famous family.

Now that Murong Yan had clarified it for her, she was at peace, so that she would not have to deal with so many people with evil intentions coming over and having to say polite words to herself.

Lan Luo told Luo Yingjin what he had learned from Murong Yan in a garbled way. After speaking, he said with contempt on his face: "What did you think it was? It turned out to be just a deceived goddess.

It’s just a stick. It’s really disgusting. She pretends to be a ghost at a young age. I don’t understand why Mr. Huo was deceived by her..."

Luo Yingjin did not answer her, but looked thoughtfully at Yang Zimei, who was surrounded by everyone's eyes that were either mocking, disdainful or doubtful.

Yang Zimei still acted like an outsider, continuing to drink tea with Lin Qingmei indifferently, joking softly, not taking these comments to heart at all, and his eyes were calm and clear, still clear and clear.

He suddenly felt that no matter what her background was, she should be a strong background in her own right, and any other background would only become a useless decoration for her.

At this time, Song Xuan came over and said, "The auction is about to start. Let's get ready to enter."

"OK."

Yang Zimei helped Lin Qingmei up, nodded, and followed Song Xuan into the auction venue.

This auction venue is magnificently decorated and of a very high style. It is simply not comparable to the previous auction venue in City A.

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