At that mont, Qiu Gang just felt that this female classmate had an extraordinary presence, unlike any other female classmates he had ever t.
It seed like she had a glow about her, yet she remained particularly calm, as if winning ten million or even a billion was of no concern to her.
Qiu Gang lowered his head in thought for a second, then resolutely walked to Qin Xin, kneeling on one knee in front of her: "Granny, I lost, a bet is a bet, I’ll pay back the ten million I owe you in installnts with interest at your discretion."
Qin Xin didn’t respond, lifting her eyes to indicate to Song Anjing.
Song Anjing took a deep breath: "Granny? Our Sister Xin isn’t that old. Tell you what, since you seem sincere, forget about the interest, just donate money to the Wish Foundation every month. I hope you’ll be a good person in the future and stop looking down on others."
These righteous words left Qiu Gang deeply ashad: "Okay, okay, I’ll definitely do it, while doing more good deeds every day."
Song Anjing gleefully gave Qin Xin a look: Sister Xin, Sister Xin, did I do okay?
Qin Xin nodded slightly.
However, Ao Xinghao, standing at the side, said sourly: "Sister Xin is giving you a chance to be a better person, and you’re not getting up? What do you think this is, a proposal?"
Kneeling on one knee, that’s for proposing, how dare you, rascal?
Qiu Gang hurriedly stood up.
With a resolution for the ten million debt, he finally felt relieved.
He imdiately raised his voice and shouted to the freshn of the Royal College dical School: "Listen to , call Sister Xin ’Granny’ from now on! If anyone dares offend her or upset Granny, I’ll be the first to deal with them!"
Everyone: "..."
Do we need you to say it? We’re already scared to death of her, okay?
This predictive ability is formidable.
And there’s a strong group of followers backing her up.
The luxury cars delivering study supplies to that Ao whatever, Hu whatever yesterday had incredibly expensive license plates.
The diamond ring on the wealthy woman’s hand inside the car was blinding.
Are they idiots to ss with the big sister backed by such impressive followers?
Among a chorus of agreeing voices, only Qin Wenrou scoffed from a corner: "A bunch of clueless people, what’s there to brag about from betting on a novel scenario? I have my own concert at the Imperial Music Hall tonight; did I say anything?"
Yu Xiaochun, sitting behind her, perked up: "Wenrou, you’re having a solo concert?"
Since realizing that Qin Wenrou’s words seed weird, like saying one thing and aning another, and not really understanding Qin Wenrou, she hadn’t joined in with Qin Wenrou for a long ti.
But hearing about a concert, she couldn’t help but inquire.
After all, being the culture and entertainnt committee mber, she’s sensitive to this.
Qin Wenrou saw soone finally paying attention to her and instead teasingly kept them in suspense: "It’s nothing really. Didn’t you know I’ve been busy with sothing big recently?"
Yu Xiaochun whispered: "I just heard you were going to marry Senior Brother Lan, is that true? I think the papers ntioned it?"
Qin Wenrou’s expression changed.
Damn it.
The big thing she ntioned wasn’t this!
That annoying gossip has spread to the school?
Qin Wenrou quickly changed the subject: "No, that’s not it. You don’t know yet, but I’ve been learning piano with a very famous teacher recently, and his orchestra used to be the first in the empire. Now he’s grooming as his most important student. Tonight’s concert is a solo event he organized for ."
Yu Xiaochun listened, a bit enviously: "Wenrou, you’re amazing; you’re actually becoming the protégé of a music master. What’s your teacher’s na?"
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