Meng Zihan appeared on a bright and sunny afternoon.
She wore meticulous and elaborate makeup, with full, luscious red lipstick, and her carefully styled, wavy hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders, exuding a mixture of expensive hairspray and perfume.
She wore a pure white Chanel suit, the clean lines of which accentuated her beautiful figure and complemented her fair skin.
She wore large sunglasses, and a smug smile, which she had practiced countless times, played on her lips.
This outfit, resembling that of an overseas Chinese, instantly caused quite a stir in front of the teaching building.
The students' curious, envious, and inquisitive gazes were all fixed on this woman who looked like she had stepped out of a fashion magazine.
Meng Zihan enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention; this was exactly the effect she wanted.
She had been planning this long-awaited "triumphant return home" for far too long.
Originally, after receiving the first large sum of money from Zhou Shixian, she couldn't wait to fly back to Jiangcheng and show it off to Ye Linchen.
However, she soon discovered that the canary was not as free as she had imagined.
Zhou Shixian needed her to accompany him to an important business reception, and she could not be absent.
One of Zhou Shixian's business partners specifically requested to see her, Boss Meng, and she had to greet him with a smile.
Zhou Shixian was in a bad mood and needed her gentle comfort, so she had to be available whenever he called.
Her time does not belong to herself.
Therefore, her plan to return was delayed again and again until the end of this semester when she finally found a free moment.
However, Meng Zihan did not feel regret.
In her view, good things come to those who wait, and the fruits of victory will only be sweeter.
Standing in the center of the crowd, she imagined Ye Linchen looking disheveled and dressed in cheap street vendor clothes, and then looked at herself looking radiant. The stark contrast filled her with an irrepressible sense of exhilaration.
She could even foresee the wonderful look of regret and shock that Gu Yifei, who had once looked down on her, would show when he saw her current demeanor.
Just then, a stream of students leaving get out of class poured out of the teaching building.
Ye Linchen walked among the crowd and did not immediately notice the commotion.
She was discussing the final exam questions with her classmate Lin Xuemei.
"Hey, Xiao Chen, look over there!" Lin Xuemei suddenly tugged at her arm and gestured towards Meng Zihan's direction with her chin. "Is some big star here? What a grand entrance!"
Ye Linchen followed her gaze and paused for a moment when his eyes fell on that familiar yet unfamiliar figure, but he quickly recovered.
It's Meng Zihan.
She stood proudly in the center of the crowd, like a peacock desperately spreading its tail feathers to display its magnificent plumage, waiting for her audience.
Ye Linchen could guess what she was planning to do even with his toes.
It's nothing more than her showing off that she's climbed the social ladder and trying to find a sense of superiority in front of him, the "loser."
Ye Linchen had absolutely no interest in playing along with such a pointless game.
She didn't want this carefully cultivated vanity to taint the peaceful life she had earned through hard work.
"Let's go, we don't know him."
Ye Linchen pulled Lin Xuemei around, preparing to leave in another direction.
Meng Zihan kept searching in the crowd, and when she finally spotted Ye Linchen, her smile instantly froze when she saw him trying to slip away as if he wasn't there.
How could she just let her leave like that?
How could the protagonist of this carefully prepared drama leave prematurely!
"Ye Linchen!"
Meng Zihan shouted loudly, her high heels clicking crisply on the ground. She took a few steps forward, spread her arms, and solidly blocked Ye Linchen's path.
"Cousin, why are you running away when you see me?"
Meng Zihan took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of exquisitely painted eyes.
She scrutinized her cousin from head to toe, carefully observing the woman she had imagined to be incredibly unsophisticated and with a perpetually worried expression.
However, the scene before her eyes shattered all the sense of superiority she had prepared, like punching cotton.
Ye Linchen wasn't as disheveled as she had imagined.
On the contrary, she looked extremely energetic.
A simple white wool coat, hugging the curves of the body without being too tight, looks clean and refreshing.
She wore high-waisted light blue straight-leg jeans with a thin brown leather belt, which perfectly accentuated her slender waist and amazingly long leg proportions.
A pair of simple white sneakers on her feet made her look full of youthful energy.
Her hair was tied high in a ponytail, revealing a smooth, full forehead and a face that was still beautiful and charming even without heavy makeup.
This outfit is simple and elegant, yet exudes quality in every detail.
That refreshing vigor of a college student and the calm temperament unique to intellectuals blended perfectly in her.
Even in Hong Kong, a city at the forefront of fashion, this outfit would definitely be considered stylish and eye-catching, like a model shooting a campus pictorial.
At this moment, the psychological advantage that Meng Zihan had carefully constructed cracked.
She felt that her expensive and aggressive "battle armor" seemed overdone compared to Ye Linchen's effortlessly stylish outfit, and even had a vulgar air about her trying too hard to prove something.
An unnamed anger suddenly flared up.
She could only bitterly console herself: It must be a cheap knock-off!
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