Chapter 20 Purpose
"Xian'er, do you still want to teach them a lesson?" asked the companion.
Lin Xian'er looked in the direction of Jiang Zhiyue. The girl's temperament was hard to ignore. She had black hair that fell to her waist, and she was wearing a clean uniform. Her face was transparent and fair, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.
She sat upright in her seat, eating her meal in small bites.
Everyone in the cafeteria had run away. In the huge restaurant, only Jiang Zhiyue, who was eating leisurely, Zuo Qing, who was covering her face and crying loudly, and Zhou Xiuzhi, who was holding the hem of her skirt and standing with her head down, felt uneasy.
This scene is so awkward and weird no matter how you look at it.
"That girl... her name is Jiang Zhiyue, she's from the Economics Department." A girl said, "She's in the same class as Master Che, and she's Master Gu's tutor."
"I don't care what she's called." Lin Xian'er smiled beautifully and proudly, "If she messes with me, she's dead."
"But... she's quite an eyesore."
The voice gradually faded away. Jiang Zhiyue went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth. When she came out, the lights in the cafeteria were off and the students passing by outside were pointing and talking inside.
Zuo Qing covered her face with her hands and rested her head on the table, sobbing with her shoulders twitching. Her voice became smaller and smaller, but she became even sadder.
Jiang Zhiyue often witnessed bullying in her previous life. At that time, she had status and position, and everyone gave in to her. No one dared to speak loudly to her. She did not bully others, nor would she be bullied.
So she couldn't empathize with the victims.
Now that her identities have been reversed, she has become what is called the lower class in this world. This feeling is really...special.
She left Zuo Qing, who suddenly raised her head, seeming to feel embarrassed. She smelled a strong smell of food coming from her body. Zuo Qing quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment and ashamed.
Such a beautiful girl.
She was afraid of seeing the same malice or even ridicule in Jiang Zhiyue's eyes as in those people. Because of Lin Xian'er, she was isolated by everyone.
"Wipe it off."
However, Zuo Qing saw the other party stretched out his hand and handed over a pack of clean tissues.
Jiang Zhiyue's voice was clear and pure, and her smile was faint.
Zuo Qing bit her lips tightly and clenched her fists. Looking closely, her whole body was shaking. It was unclear whether it was because of nervousness or excitement.
She felt that Jiang Zhiyue had no ill intentions, but was afraid that this was a prank arranged by Lin Xianer, who seemed to be helping her but was actually pushing her into a more terrifying abyss.
Jiang Zhiyue put the tissue on the table and left.
She still has two classes in the afternoon, so she needs to prepare in advance.
Wharton's stipulated lunch break time is from 11:30 to 2:00. This period should be the quietest time on campus, but since it is the beginning of a new semester and the golden period for summer club recruitment activities, each club occupies a tent position and sets up stalls at designated locations. Recruitment slogans and posters are posted all the way from the cafeteria to the teaching building.
There were drama clubs, fashion clubs, yacht clubs, racing clubs, all kinds of weird clubs, and there were even students who openly raised ferocious beasts on campus, called the Breeding Club.
Along the way, well-dressed boys kept inviting Jiang Zhiyue to join the club. Some even whistled at her, blocked her way in a sports car, and asked her if she wanted to go for a ride. Jiang Zhiyue suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in her heart, politely declined, and left quickly.
She went to the library and returned to the classroom when it was almost time for class.
In the afternoon, more than half of the students were gone from the class, with only three or four students left listening to the professor's lecture. Almost everyone had left, either to attend parties or family banquets. Some, led by Gu Zhaoye, went to the racetrack in the suburbs.
Chu Junche also went to play with them. No one knew how he found her LINS account, but he sent her several private messages, asking her to agree to his friend request, and also posted a selfie of himself at the racetrack.
The boy has deep black eyes, a high nose bridge, thin pink cherry lips, and delicate facial features like a doll.
A bit of pure desire.
Standing in the sun, she has a strong sense of atmosphere. She is wearing a white silk shirt that reveals her slender collarbone, and a silver necklace around her neck, which is very thin and shiny.
[Zhiyue Zhiyue, are you there? Add me~] He sent an emoticon of a crying dog head.
Jiang Zhiyue directly opened her homepage, and after making sure that she had not posted any pictures that exposed her location or identity information, she set her account to prohibit private messages.
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The public school is equipped with school buses, but they require a detour to get back, and generally only special admissions students ride the buses.
When Jiang Zhiyue returned home, the sun had set and the evening glow was lingering. Jiang Wanrou was sitting cross-legged on the floor. The carpet was filled with vases and bouquets of flowers.
The woman was wearing the uniform professional suit of the Gu family. Her smooth black hair was tied up. She lowered her brows as she fiddled with the bouquet in her hands and placed the prepared bouquet in the vase.
Jiang Zhiyue put down her schoolbag, walked over to Jiang Wanrou and sat down, and helped her deal with the flowers.
Jiang Wanrou shook her head and gestured, "This is the job my wife gave me. She appreciates my art of flower arrangement. You are tired enough at school every day. Go and have a rest first. I will call you when the meal is ready."
"Two people working together will double our efficiency." Jiang Zhiyue said, "Today's classes are few and I don't have to study in the evening. I'm not tired at all."
"I made your favorite snacks. Go and try them. They won't taste good if they're cold." Jiang Wanrou smiled gently.
"Is the Gu family going to hold a banquet?" Jiang Wanrou's flower arranging art had been praised by the ladies of the upper class. From then on, whenever there was a banquet, Mrs. Gu would give this task to Jiang Wanrou.
Jiang Wanrou shook her head and typed a line of words on her phone, "Madam and Master had a quarrel and were in a bad mood, so she bought a lot of flowers to bring home. Madam said that beautiful flowers are full of vitality and can be used to embellish her withering marriage life."
Jiang Zhiyue lowered her eyes, picked up a bunch of flowers and put them in front of her nose to smell them, then asked tentatively: "Mr. Gu is back home, has Mom seen him?"
Jiang Wanrou shook her head with a puzzled expression, as if she didn't understand why Jiang Zhiyue asked this question.
Jiang Zhiyue said calmly, "Gu Zhaoye is always getting into trouble. Madam Gu and Mr. Gu are both in a bad mood. I'm worried that they will take their anger out on me."
Hearing this, Jiang Wanrou smiled with her soft eyes bent, and typed a line of words, "Mrs. Gu and Mr. Gu are both very good people. Young Master Gu is also very good and never scolds his servants."
Jiang Zhiyue had a subtle expression and did not agree.
She got up and went to the small kitchen, where her plate was filled with a variety of exquisite desserts.
Jiang Wanrou is clever and deft, and knows everything. It seems like there is nothing in this world that she cannot learn.
But her experience along the way was full of ups and downs. What was it like?
Just like the heroine in a novel whose luck was stolen.
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