Enraged, Miao Feng's eyes turned bloodshot. "So what if I'm a gossip? It's still better than you, a scheming woman who sows discord! Do you dare admit that you deliberately said those things in front of Zhang Nana to provoke her anger and make her go after Xu Yao!"

Yang Wanwan chuckled, said nothing, and continued walking.

Miao Feng was furious. She grabbed Yang Wanwan's clothes and yelled, "Yang Wanwan, do you dare to admit it? Do you dare?!"

"What gives you the right to question me? You ask, and I have to answer? Huh?"

The girl exuded a chilling aura, and Miao Feng took two steps back in fear, releasing her grip.

"Yang Wanwan, don't think that just because you're good at hitting people, I'm afraid of you..."

"If you're not afraid of me, then why do you only buzz around and make noise when you see me, but never do anything? Hmm?"

Miao Feng: ...

“I was being reasonable, not a barbarian! Only barbarians fight and resort to violence!”

Yang Wanwan: "Reasoning? What reasoning have you given me? I only see you buzzing around like a fly, not you giving me any reasoning."

You're the fly!

"No! I'm a barbarian, I only care about who has the stronger fist!"

Yang Wanwan clenched her fist, and Miao Feng screamed in fright and turned to run away.

Yang Wanwan: "With such little courage, why did you come here to join the fun? When Zhang Xiaogang and his wife came to the school, I said I would beat them up, and I said I would call the police. Miao Feng, do you have even less of a future than them?"

Miao Feng was stunned, but after a moment she retorted defiantly, "I didn't do anything to you, how dare you hit me!"

Yang Wanwan gave a sly smile: "That's hard to say. I'm a barbarian, I don't care about all that. Whoever makes me unhappy, I'll beat them up! Remember that, I'm a barbarian!"

Miao Feng kept her mouth shut and refused to speak again.

Yang Wanwan chuckled again, her voice lowering: "Miao Feng, who's always talking about me to you? A fool challenged me to a fight, but that person just stood by and watched. You, hehehe, you've been used quite thoroughly!"

Miao Feng's pupils contracted!

"Miao Feng, the fact that you can be used by others proves that you have value. You should be happy."

After saying that, Yang Wanwan twirled the keychain and left.

Guan Fangfang walked over without saying anything, and walked away silently side by side with Miao Feng.

Not far away, a hint of mockery appeared on Kuang Jie's delicate face.

You're so useless!

All her repeated hints to Miao Feng were in vain!

Yang Wanwan, who had walked to a distance, curled her lips into a smile.

She was fearless, no matter who was behind these troublemakers.

Xu Yao behaved herself for a while, and Miao Feng would only glare at Yang Wanwan resentfully from a distance. No one came up to her to bother her, and Yang Wanwan spent her second semester of high school in a very comfortable manner.

The semester ended, and everyone chose an auspicious day for Yang Wanwan and her aunt's family to move to Fanghua Garden.

Before moving, Yang Wanwan bought a minivan. As for a driver's license, she didn't have one yet, since she wasn't an adult. However, she had already made preparations for this; a few months ago, she took her aunt to learn to drive, and her aunt had already obtained her license.

However, Aunt Yang had no driving experience, so she held the driver's license while Yang Wanwan drove the car.

She knew how to drive in her previous life.

The day before moving, Yang Wanwan drove her brand-new minivan back to the village.

The car was parked in the yard, and Grandpa Yang and his wife couldn't stop smiling. They touched the new car again and again, clearly delighted with it. Shang Tao and Hu Youkai looked at it countless times, inside and out, and kept pestering Yang Wanwan with questions.

Grandma Yang, in particular, was so happy that she could only keep saying, "Good!" "Good!"

She had seen Yang Xiaogu once last year. Although Yang Xiaogu had changed a lot since then, she was different from this time.

Now, Yang Xiaogu's skin has not only returned to its former fair complexion, but she also wears light makeup, has had her hair done, and is dressed more elegantly, making her look incredibly energetic and refined.

Actually, this was just what Yang Xiaogu wore when she worked in the store; she wasn't dressed up in any special way.

Because Yang Wanwan believes that image is very important, she usually has a set of image requirements for her aunt and the shop staff. As for these requirements, they come from decades in the future, so naturally they make people look more energetic and elegant than the average person today.

Therefore, Yang Xiaogu easily stood out.

The women in the village couldn't help but stare at Yang Xiaogu.

Cao Guihua was the first to flatter her: "Oh, isn't this Xiaojia? You look like you're only in your early thirties, not forty at all!"

This made everyone stare at Yang Xiaogu even more. Although many working women dress quite fashionably these days, Yang Xiaojia is different; she's a divorced woman.

Several neighbors came over to see what was so special about it, since a minivan like that isn't cheap, costing tens of thousands of yuan.

Among all the families around, very few can afford a four-wheeled vehicle; even two-wheeled vehicles are rare.

Hearing that Yang Xiaojia was driving the car, and seeing her attire, the neighbors had mixed feelings.

Didn't Yang Xiaojia divorce her husband?

How come she became rich after getting divorced?

Was it her man who cheated on her, or was it her promiscuity that caused this?

Maodouhua heard about this and took the opportunity to pass by Yang Wanwan's house on the small road in front of her house. Sure enough, she saw that her house was bustling with activity, with cars and people everywhere.

Maodouhua felt a lump in her throat and went home cursing under her breath.

Yang Qingliang was organizing his books. He had taken the college entrance examination and was waiting for his results at home. However, his grades had always been average, and he estimated that he would only be able to get into a junior college.

Hearing Maodouhua muttering something to herself, Yang Qingliang asked in confusion, "Mom, what are you saying?"

As soon as Maodouhua raised her voice, she told him about Yang Wanwan's family situation.

Yang Qingliang dismissed it: "What's there to be jealous of? I'll be able to earn a lot of money when I graduate from university."

"Going to university? You didn't see Yang Wanwan, she was already making money while still in high school!"

Yang Qingliang: ...

That stab went in really deep.

Yang Yixuan was also at home. She pouted and said, "Mom, I don't know what Yang Wanwan did or what she sold to get all this. What has she gained?"

Maodouhua had caused a scene at Yang Wanwan's shop, but after inquiring around, she learned that Yang Wanwan was very hardworking and that many people around her admired her.

Maodouhua genuinely dislikes Yang Wanwan, but she's not someone who doesn't understand economics. She knows perfectly well whether Yang Wanwan has done anything inappropriate.

Maodouhua's anger flared up: "If you're so capable, why don't you go and betray them yourself! None of you are any good, you're all useless! The old ones aren't as capable as others, and the young ones aren't as capable as others! They can't even pass the high school entrance exam as well as Yang Wanwan, and they can't earn as much money as Yang Wanwan. They're all just sitting at home eating, they can't do anything, and they all rely on me to make money! There's still more than a month until school starts, I'm going to see where you're going to get your tuition fees!"