After Rebirth as a Rich Socialite, She Set Herself Free

Her mother died from difficult labor. Hua Meimei grew up under her father's neglect, her stepmother's abuse, and her stepbrother's bullying. She was sold by her father to Luo Jiuyu, the...

Chapter 100 Is your bag fake?

As soon as Hua Meimei sat down, people at the next table looked at her and whispered to each other.

Surprised, scrutinizing and examining gazes intertwined.

Hua Meimei pretended not to see anything and sat there calmly. She turned her head to look at Fei Chenfeng and found that he was being toasted.

The boys at the table were all drinking. Some of them started talking loudly and pretending to be cool after drinking a little. Some of them were so loud that they occupied the entire private room.

Kang Mengqi poured her a drink and said to the people around her with a smile: "I didn't expect Meimei to come to the party. I thought she wouldn't come."

Another female classmate continued, "Yeah, that happened with Fei Chenfeng before, I thought you were too embarrassed to come..."

Hua Meimei glared at the female classmate and said rudely, "What happened? Is it embarrassing? Why am I embarrassed to come here? What shameful thing did I do?"

The girl who was bombarded with criticism was speechless for a moment.

The other girls were also surprised. The timid Hua Meimei from before was nowhere to be seen, and now it was Niu Hulu Hua Meimei?

Kang Mengqi hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Meimei, don't misunderstand, she was just joking."

Hua Meimei chuckled and took a sip of her drink. "So what if I had a crush on Fei Chenfeng? He was the most handsome boy on campus, and there were so many people who liked him. All the female students here, how many of you didn't have a crush on him back then?"

These words left everyone silent.

No one dared to answer.

A girl sitting at the next table was jealous of Hua Meimei's beautiful and rich outfit. When she heard Hua Meimei criticize her female classmates as soon as she arrived, she became even more annoyed with her, so she came over to offer her a drink.

"Come on, come on, let me toast everyone. Hua Meimei, don't look so aggressive and want to eat us. It's New Year's Day."

Hua Meimei glanced at the girl and saw that she was Zou Xiaomei, the most gossipy girl in the class. She was now rounder than before, but her skin was still fair and clean.

"If you want to toast, just drink some wine. Is it sincere to drink a beverage?" Hua Meimei sneered.

Zou Xiaomei's face showed embarrassment, but it disappeared in an instant. She snorted sharply, "We drove here. How can we drive back after drinking?"

"Don't you want to find a designated driver?" Hua Meimei asked back.

“…”

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a moment.

The other girls looked at Hua Meimei with annoyance. As soon as she came, her mouth was like a firecracker, and she ruined the atmosphere of the party.

Kang Mengqi patted Hua Meimei's hand and gently advised her to speak less.

Hua Meimei then relaxed her expression and was unwilling to raise her glass. She just watched indifferently as others toasted Zou Xiaomei with drinks.

The memories of that year flashed through my mind quickly.

It was Zou Xiaomei who publicized the fact that she had a crush on Fei Chenfeng the most.

He was jumping around in the class like a clown.

"Hua Meimei, your dad's factory is about to close down. Where do you get all this money to wear mink and buy designer bags?"

Zou Xiaomei looked at her clothes with ill intention, and soon her eyes moved to the brand-name bag that was partially exposed behind her.

Just that bag, the genuine one would cost quite a bit of money.

"Is your bag a high imitation? It looks very authentic. Where did you buy it from?" Some girls didn't believe that she would carry a real bag.

As soon as these words were spoken, the female classmates burst into laughter.

No matter how rich her family is, everyone knows that she has a stepbrother, and her father and stepmother are reluctant to spend more money on her.

In the past, she ate and dressed very simply at school and didn’t look like a girl from a wealthy family at all.

Just to show off in front of classmates, I bought a fake bag to attend a party.

Zou Xiaomei said, "Your clothes are made of environmentally friendly wool, right? They're quite authentic, and the style seems to be imitating that of some international brand."

Hua Meimei was calm and composed. She picked up the melon seeds in front of her and started cracking them slowly.

Kang Mengqi, who was standing by, poured hot beef rolls and hot dishes into her bowl and told her to eat and ignore what they said.

Hua Meimei thanked him and was not in a hurry to eat.

Kang Mengqi couldn't help but ask her curiously, "Can you let me see your bag?"

She smiled, pulled out the handbag from behind her back, and handed it to Kang Mengqi as if she were holding some random item.

"Thank you." Kang Mengqi took it carefully and looked at it.

Soon, the other girls came over to look at the details.

Hua Meimei cracked the melon seeds, gently pinched out the shells and placed them on a paper towel.

This bag was given to her by Luo Jiuyu.

There are a lot of bags like this at home, and she was curious about them at first. But after carrying a new one every day, she became numb to them and no longer was tempted by their prices.

"It seems real?" someone muttered.

"That's impossible. This bag is not cheap. How can she afford it?"

They thought that even if she could barely afford it, she wouldn't be willing to buy it given her situation.

You can't live your life so tightly just to buy a bag.

"It's so realistic!"

"Oh, the texture is pretty good."

There was a girl with greasy hands who touched the bag, but Kang Mengqi slapped her hand away, "Your hands are so dirty, don't damage it."

The girl said sheepishly: "It's just a fake bag! It's only a few thousand yuan!"

Blossomberry frowned unhappily: "How do you know it's fake?"

"You've seen a lot, and you know the quality of this bag. But you haven't seen a lot, and you can't even tell a real bag apart, and you keep thinking it's fake!"

Hua Meimei spat out the melon seed shells in her mouth, grabbed a tissue to wipe her hands, and then took her bag back.

Even if she didn't feel bad about the bag, she couldn't let those people ruin it. After all, it was a gift from Luo Jiuyu.

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