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"F * ck, clean your mouth!" I've never seen a person like you who can be righteous after doing something bad. " Su Wen Yi had long hated her, so she slammed his hand on her table.

"The person who can cut her clothes must be someone from this dorm. An Xiao Ran wholeheartedly focused on learning. Only you dress like a butterfly and weaved through the men. You brought back an identical piece of clothing right after her clothes were cut. Do you dare to say that it wasn't made by you? "

"I say baby, don't look at me like that, what kind of logic is that? Do I have money, I have a boyfriend, I'm prettier than you, and I have good clothes, so I'll cut them? Come on, are you overestimating yourself? Or are you hating your wealth just because you're too poor? "

Xia Jing Xue spread open her hands as she smiled merrily at her.

When Zhu Rong Rong heard this, he felt that it was exceptionally ear-piercing. However, in reality, there was no proof that Xia Jing Xue had cut the clothes.

She walked up to Su Wen Yi and pulled him away, then said to her: "Alright, let's just let this matter go. After all, there is no evidence."

Zhu Rong Rong laughed bitterly: "So what? If there is no evidence, even if we find the counselor, they will accuse us of wrongdoing. "

Su Wen Yi thought that it was true. She was too impulsive just now.

He could only helplessly say, "Alright then, what you said makes sense."

Zhu Rong Rong pulled her back, and said to Xia Jing Xue with a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Xia Jing Xue, we are indeed not as rich as you, but we also have our own dignity, so in the future, please speak with respect! As long as you respect others, others will respect you. Even if you are rich, you won't be able to buy friendship and respect. "

Unexpectedly, Xia Jing Xue did not refute her, nor did she argue with her. She only plugged his headphones back in, turned her head, and listened to the song leisurely, and no longer paid any attention to them.

Su Wen Yi asked softly: "Rao Rong, what are you going to do about your sister's money?"

She took her clothes to the bathroom and washed them with detergent and toothpaste for a long time. Even after drying, the ink stains were still visible.

She sighed, resigned herself to fate.

The next morning, after class, she packed her clothes in a bag and prepared to leave.

Coincidentally, she bumped into Xia Jing Xue, who greeted him with a pinch of the corner of her mouth.

Xia Jing Xue looked at the bag in her hand and asked, "Are you really short on money? "Or should I lend it to you first?"

When she said these words, they always made people feel that it was very unnatural, and her words carried a sense of charity.

"No, thank you." Zhu Rong Rong replied politely. She was not a beggar, so she did not need anyone's charity.

After leaving the dormitory, she went to the school gate and got on a bus. She arrived at the largest Milan station in Orchid City.

Seeing her walk in, a well-dressed female shop assistant walked over and asked with a smile, "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

Zhu Rong Rong nodded her head, and handed the clothes in her hand over to her with a little embarrassment: "I have a limited edition Chanel s, but their clothes are already damaged, I wonder if you are still going to keep them."

"Alright, I'll take a look for you." The female shop assistant smiled like a spring breeze, very courteously.

She took the bag and opened it. She spread the clothes on the display table and shook her head as she read.

"How is it? "Can't you?" she asked nervously.

When the female shop assistant spoke, although she was still very polite, but she looked at Zhu Rong Rong strangely.

Looking at her expression, it was as if she thought that Zhu Rong Rong had picked up this set of clothes from a garbage dump or something and had sold it.

Zhu Rong Rong felt very awkward, so she put the clothes away and said apologetically: "Thank you."

She was about to leave with her bag when she heard someone say coldly, "You lack money?"

When she heard this voice, she was so scared that her entire body shivered. She turned her face and said: "Dashu, you really are lingering like a ghost, aren't you rich? Why would he want to visit a place that sold second-hand goods like women? Are you sure your sexual orientation isn't normal? "

She had heard right, He Ding Xian was behind her.

A tailored black windbreaker, a handsome face as white as snow, and … The icy gaze on his face was filled with chilliness at all times.

Hearing her words, He Ding Xian frowned slightly.

This girl, she said, not speaking, you never know what she's going to say.

When she opened her mouth, it was always a shock.

"Four Young Masters, I've bought it. We can leave now." A soft, charming, and soft voice rang out.

That voice was truly pleasant to hear. It was like the voice of a oriole, causing men and women to uncontrollably feel their bodies go numb upon hearing it.

Zhu Rong Rong looked over and saw a woman dressed in a blue suit, around twenty-four to twenty-five years old, with wavy hair. She was holding Barbary's bag in her hand and holding onto a pair of sunglasses in her other hand.

Men always liked to say that women were made of water. They got a good explanation from her. Her whole body emitted the gentleness and tenderness of water, making people unable to help themselves from looking at her.

So it turns out that He Ding Xian accompanied her to buy things?

This beautiful woman was actually able to make the He Ding Xian, whose name shook the Dragon City, accompany her to a place like Milan Station. Needless to say, she was definitely someone he liked.

He Ding Xian looked at her somewhat lazily and answered with a "Yes".

It was only then that she noticed Zhu Rong Rong's existence and saw her face to the sky. She was young and tender, and she didn't know who He Ding Xian's person was.

She still extended her hand gracefully and gracefully, and said to her: "Hello, my name is Xie Ya Si, I'm Four Young Masters's secretary."

So she was actually He Ding Xian's legendary secretary and secret lover, Xie Ya Si!

Zhu Rong Rong couldn't help but stare at her in a daze, as he had even forgotten to shake hands with her.