Last night
All in all, she felt it was worth it.
In just one minute afterwards, Xi Yuanshan gave her the last thousand yuan left in his stock account and promised her that all the company’s money would be handed over to her for safekeeping in the future.
Isn’t this like getting an official stamp as the little boss lady?
Her status upgraded overnight!
Zhuzhu, feeling refreshed, went to the store early to splurge on the imported stationery she’d been eyeing for so long— the whole set!
At this mont, the feeling of being surrounded by everyone again was simply wonderful.
Fortunately, Nangong ng wasn’t here, so she once again beca the center of attention in the class, the feeling of being the group favorite had finally returned... If only she had known, she should have climbed into Xi Yuanshan’s bed a bit earlier, having wasted so many years for nothing.
Just as Zhuzhu was enjoying everyone’s complints.
Suddenly.
A classmate exclaid, "Hey, Zhuzhu, how co this H-brand fountain pen of yours is different from the one Miss ng distributed yesterday?"
Zhuzhu didn’t pay much attention and replied casually, "What’s different about it?"
"Everything’s different. Look, the brand’s logo size is different, the color is different, most importantly... the writing feel is different. This pen of yours doesn’t have a smooth ink flow, it’s not even as good as my ten-yuan pen. Could it be that... you bought a fake and are passing it off as the real thing?"
What?
Fake?
Zhuzhu got excited, "How is that possible? I spent a few hundred yuan on it."
"Didn’t you say your dad brought it back from abroad for you?"
Oops, accidentally let it slip.
Zhuzhu had to cover it up, "Well... that... ha, I ant the other stationery was brought back from abroad by my dad. This pen, I bought myself, but the money was given by my dad."
Everyone suddenly understood, "Oh. But Zhuzhu, where did you actually buy it?"
"Just, Da Chuang Departnt Store."
"Ah! That place, there are a lot of counterfeits there. Last ti I bought a pen, a custor complained and even called the police. The owner was fined a lot of money for selling counterfeits, and you still dared to buy things there?!"
"Is... that so? I didn’t know..." Zhuzhu was a bit flustered.
To be honest, she couldn’t tell the difference between real and fake.
After all, she had never used a pen worth several hundred yuan before, and when Nangong ng distributed pens yesterday, she unluckily didn’t get even one.
As the mbers of the Nanshan Class chatted among themselves, they beca increasingly suspicious that Zhuzhu’s pen was fake.
Zhuzhu bit her lip, her eyes brimming with tears, just about to explain sothing.
Suddenly.
Xi Rubao poked her little head in from outside the classroom door, "Sister Zhuzhu, dad hasn’t been abroad at all recently because he’s been sick, so where would he get you a branded pen? He never even brought one back for ! Oh, and by the way, the money at ho is all managed by mom, dad doesn’t have any money in the hospital, so where did you get so much pocket money to buy these luxury pens? Baby is really envious!"
"Whoa—"
Xi Rubao’s blunt remarks left everyone in Nanshan Class stunned.
So Zhuzhu really lied out of vanity!
Tut tut.
The crowd that had surrounded her with admiration just monts ago gradually dispersed, and those who looked at her had a slightly odd expression.
After all, being poor is no big deal, but pretending to be a rich girl with counterfeits and stubbornly playing a role is a bit annoying.
Failing to pretend and getting exposed, Zhuzhu was so angry she wanted to tear apart this tactless little sister.
Who would’ve thought.
She raised her eyes and t a calm but deep gaze!
Zhuzhu shivered, "Ghost, I saw a ghost!"
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