Qin Xin’s remark, "I don’t have such low-class relatives like you," was simply a slap in the face for Lan Yingjun!
And then there was the sharp-tongued Ao Xinghao adding fuel to the fire with a dry comnt: "Is the Lan Family really that impressive? They’re just a third-rate family clinging to the Nalan Family for support, and they dare claim kinship with our little Lan Qingxin? They’re shaless, aren’t they..."
Everyone suppressed their laughter.
This ti, not only was Lan Yingjun’s face green, but Qin Wenrou’s was even greener.
She had always taken pride in her "Brother Jun," who was now being dismissed as coming from a third-rate, small household?
If not for maintaining her lady-like image, she would have retorted, "Do you guys with the surna Ao think you’re all that impressive?" Just because you have an aunt who’s a tutor, outside of school, you’re nothing. How can you compare to my Brother Jun, a dashing new business entrepreneur with his own company?
Despite thinking this, and feeling furious to the point of steaming, on the surface Qin Wenrou worked hard to appear understanding, poised, and indifferent, speaking softly: "God Ao, you’ve misunderstood, Brother Jun only wants the best for us. Now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, let’s just..."
She had managed to convince herself to forgo this chance to teach Lan Qingxin a lesson.
Who would have thought.
Ao Xinghao glanced at her contemptuously and snorted coldly, "You’re not the one to decide when this ends."
He snapped his fingers.
A male classmate from Class 2 imdiately reported with a raised phone, "God Ao, all set!"
Ao Xinghao nodded: "Who was it that said our little Lan Qingxin was jealous of her?"
Yao Dazhuang: "I did, so what?"
Everyone: "Hahaha..."
Yao Dazhuang only realized he had admitted to being a loudmouth after he spoke.
This devious Ao bug!
However, at this mont, he felt sowhat justified: "It’s clearly jealousy. The ugliest monster in school being jealous of our belle is obvious, isn’t it? Does it really need to say it?"
Previously calling the ugly one broke backfired.
But saying they’re uglier than sin is a fact, isn’t it?!
Huangfu Qian and Yu Xiaochun also started to echo: "Exactly, if it weren’t for that ugly face, no one would misunderstand her. Why don’t we suspect others of stealing? We specifically suspect her! Bla it on her disgusting face, how she looks nothing like a good person..."
Being ugly is the original sin.
Qin Xin couldn’t help but touch the dark green birthmark she’d just covered with makeup on her forehead.
Perhaps having always had a perfect face, she never realized that there are people in this world with such malice towards others’ appearances.
Just because soone doesn’t match their aesthetic, they can insult at will.
Because they’re ugly, they’re assud to be a thief.
Because they’re ugly, their brain must not work well.
Because they’re ugly, they must fail their exams.
Because they’re ugly, they deserve to be wronged and bullied.
Oh, such incurable stupidity...
Song Anjing saw Qin Xin touch the birthmark and thought she was upset by being called ugly, so she quickly offered a bottle of passion fruit-flavored milk: "Xinxin, don’t listen to their nonsense, I think you have a very unique feature, one of a kind!"
Qin Xin covered her forehead: "Yes, I think so too."
Calling her ugly didn’t matter, but Qin Wenrou was acting so uppity today, perhaps so way to knock her down a peg so she couldn’t get back up would be good?
She’s been recently busy dealing with the annulnt, did she let her get too idle?
She pondered, just about to speak.
Unexpectedly, Ao Xinghao had already taken the lead—
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