Chapter 78 Drive Jiang Huaiyu away from the university campus (thirteen)
Chapter 78: Drive Jiang Huaiyu away from the university campus (13)
Mengyu smiled coldly and raised her hands: "Everyone, take a look at my hands. Do they look like pampered hands?"
The students looked at the hands with surprise in their eyes.
I saw that Mengyu's hands were larger than those of ordinary girls, and every joint on her hands was larger. The skin on her hands was slightly rough and covered with light scars.
It was only after she introduced the gas into her body that the scars became lighter and the skin became a lot tenderer. Before, these hands would have been even more ugly. Not only were they covered with scars, but the lines were too deep, thick and dark, and they would never be washed.
Not clean!
To use a local saying, even if you throw it to the dogs, you won’t eat it!
Despite this, these hands have improved a lot. At first glance, they look like a pair of hands that have been worked since childhood! Those joints would never have grown so big if they had been worked since childhood.
A classmate who was closer counted the scars on her hands and exclaimed: "She actually has twenty-six scars on her hands!"
The faces of all the students changed: Would a girl who is favored by her mother and pampered have such a pair of muscular hands that can only be formed by working since childhood?
Mengyu stared at Huaiyu: "Do you dare to stretch out your hand?"
When Jiang Huaiyu heard this, he quickly hid his hands in his pockets.
Her hands are long, delicate, and beautiful. Normally, she would love to show off her hands.
But at this time, she did not dare to stretch out her hand, because if a person works from a young age, he cannot develop a pair of slender hands.
Mengyu glared at Jiang Huaiyu: "You don't dare, right? Because, you have a pair of beautiful, slender and tender hands that can only be formed by pampering and careful maintenance!"
But classmate Wang Yixin on the side was a little confused when Mengyu raised her hands.
How can a person who has never worked have such hands?
Is this person really the vicious sister that classmate Jiang said is the one who keeps her fingers crossed at home?
Wang Yixin had seen classmate Jiang Mengyu's hands, which were long and slender, white and smooth.
He liked her and her hands.
Yes, classmate Jiang Mengyu had told him before that she had worked at home since she was a child and was used as a girl. She didn't have enough food or clothing to keep her warm, so she earned a living by picking up rags and selling them to study.
Why hadn't he thought just now about how a person who had been working since childhood could develop such a pair of beautiful hands?
Could it be that classmate Jiang is that sister?
And the girl in front of them who was framed by them is the sister Jiang Mengyu who was pressured by her adoptive parents to get into college?
In other words, his classmate is actually Jiang Huaiyu, not Jiang Mengyu?
Was she the one who took away the university spot that her sister was admitted to?
Wang Yi was sweating: If the truth is as he guessed, then isn't he helping the evildoers?
"No, no, I just paid attention to protecting my hands since I was a child." Jiang Huaiyu still wanted to defend himself.
Mengyu smiled coldly: "We are all college students, and we should know a truth. Human organs develop when they are used, and degenerate when they are not used. But human bones have a growth period. After the growth period, they can no longer change.
Disaster.
If she had not been working since childhood, it would be difficult for a girl to grow such a pair of hands with well-defined joints. And if a pair of hands had been worked since childhood, no matter how well they were maintained, the joints would become enlarged and they would not become slender."
She pointed at Jiang Huaiyu: "The fact is that she is lying, because she is the Jiang Huaiyu who has been pampered and pampered since childhood, and I am the sister Jiang Mengyu who was bullied by her since childhood!"
Jiang Huaiyu retorted: "You are talking nonsense, she is talking nonsense, I am the sister, and you are obviously the sister Jiang Huaiyu who always bullies me."
But at this time, not many people listened to her, because the pair of sinewy hands that Jiang Mengyu still held up, formed from childhood labor, had already said everything.