Chapter 208
"So... you're looking for Ji Wanmei, senior?"
Fang Xiaoqin felt very unwilling.
At that moment, for some reason, a feeling of jealousy arose in her heart—'Don't tell Lu Zhuoxuan that Ji Wanmei is in the dormitory.'
'Absolutely do not let them meet. What does Lu Zhuoxuan want to do with Ji Wanmei if he doesn't want to see him?'
Such thoughts flashed through Fang Xiaoqin's mind. She heard herself politely say with a smile, "Senior Lu, I saw that Ji Wanmei wasn't in the dormitory when I went out just now. What do you need her for? Should I pass on a message for you?"
She clearly saw that Lu Zhuoxuan was holding something, but she said it on purpose.
Lu Zhuoxuan hesitated slightly. It was already Thursday evening, and if he handed the things over to her tomorrow, it might be too late.
He said, "Alright, then I'll trouble you, classmate. Please give this to Ji Wanmei and tell her it's from me."
“Okay, I will definitely pass it on to my senior.” Fang Xiaoqin took the blue box from Lu Zhuoxuan.
Lu Zhuoxuan was about to turn and leave when Fang Xiaoqin watched his retreating figure. In her hand was the gift he had given to Ji Wanmei. She was filled with unbearable jealousy and suddenly called out to him, "Senior Lu!"
"Is there anything else?" Lu Zhuoxuan turned around politely.
"Um... there's something I'm not sure if I should say." Fang Xiaoqin pretended to hesitate, but still said mysteriously, "That day, my classmate and I saw Ji Wanmei standing with a rather older man at the school gate. They looked quite intimate. I asked her if that man was her boyfriend, and she got angry with us, telling us not to make things up without evidence!"
Lu Zhuoxuan looked at Fang Xiaoqin and frowned.
Seeing the change in his expression, Fang Xiaoqin was secretly pleased and quickly added fuel to the fire, "And another thing, Ji Wanmei doesn't come home every weekend, she always goes out. You can't see her on Saturday and Sunday. I don't know where she goes, I asked her, but she won't say..."
"It wasn't until that day, when we saw that man escorting Ji Wanmei back from outside the school, that we realized..."
"Excuse me." Lu Zhuoxuan suddenly spoke, coldly interrupting Fang Xiaoqin, then reached out and took the blue box back from her hand. "I think it's better if I personally hand this over to Ji Wanmei."
"Farewell." Lu Zhuoyang nodded politely but with a distant expression, then turned and left.
"Hey, Senior Lu, don't be angry!" Fang Xiaoqin felt that her words had worked and was secretly pleased.
Lu Zhuoxuan had already taken a few steps when he stopped, turned around, and gave Fang Xiaoqin a haughty and indifferent look. He said, "I remember now. You're the student who went to Teacher Wang on the first day of school to ask to switch beds with your roommate, right? Let me give you a piece of advice: while you're pursuing your studies, don't forget to cultivate your character."
Fang Xiaoqin's face turned pale and then flushed.
Lu Zhuoxuan turned and left without looking at her again.
What Lu Zhuoxuan brought over wasn't anything important.
These are the books he promised to find for Ji Wanmei last time: books about fashion design and stories about the Chinese cheongsam.
He thought she would be interested, so after seeing them in the library, he collected them all and sent them to her.
Lu Zhuoxuan knew, of course, that Ji Wanmei had a boyfriend; in fact, he had seen him with his own eyes.
They had also encountered that Thunder Army more than once.
There's absolutely no need for Fang Xiaoqin to gossip and exaggerate behind people's backs.
The more these female classmates acted this way, the more Ji Wanmei's refined and precious qualities stood out in Lu Zhuoxuan's eyes.
She would never speak ill of others behind their backs like Fang Xiaoqin did just now.
Lu Zhuoxuan found it quite ridiculous. If someone needs to belittle others to elevate themselves, how ugly and insecure must that person be?
Lu Zhuoxuan patted the box containing the books, and even felt that the box was dirty just from being touched by Fang Xiaoqin.
Ji Wanmei didn't actually go anywhere; she was currently staying in her dorm room.
She sent almost all of her savings to Lei Tingjun, and now she only has a few hundred yuan left for living expenses.
Making money has become her most important task right now.
Lei Tingjun's brick factory is a long-term investment, unlike opening a store where you can start making money as soon as you open after the initial work is done.
In my hometown county town, the store no longer has a blockbuster product like the "step-step pants," and business is not as good as it was a few months ago, with income gradually decreasing.
Ji Wanmei's only option now is to find another way to make money.
She sat at the desk beside her bed, carefully recalling what was the most profitable thing between 1988 and 1990.
Meanwhile, Fang Xiaoqin, who had been wronged by Lu Zhuoxuan, also returned to her dormitory.
As soon as she entered the room, she stared at Ji Wanmei with eyes filled with hatred and jealousy.
"Some people, I wonder if they were reincarnated vixens in their past lives, they really know how to seduce men." Fang Xiaoqin walked in with a veiled insult, slamming her things onto the table.
"She's a womanizer outside, but here she's a model student. What a good actress! If she's such a good actress, why doesn't she join a performing arts troupe?"
"Fang Xiaoqin, who are you talking about?" Zhou Yuejuan asked.
Calling someone a vixen is an insult, and in the entire dorm, the only one who truly deserves that title is Ji Wanmei.
Ji Wanmei frowned slightly, wondering what Fang Xiaoqin was up to this time.
She put down her book, stood up, and stared coldly at Fang Xiaoqin: "Fang Xiaoqin, watch your mouth!"
Fang Xiaoqin was deliberately trying to pick a fight and make fun of Ji Wanmei: "Oh, how dare I? You're the campus belle, Ji, with such a powerful background! So many of your admirers are backing you up, how could I dare to say anything to you?"
Ji Wanmei was so angry she laughed. She crossed her arms, looked down at her, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's good that you know. If you know, then shut your mouth."
Fang Xiaoqin pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "You vixen, shameless!"
Even someone as gentle and well-mannered as Ji Wanmei had her patience worn thin by Fang Xiaoqin's repeated challenges.
She suddenly felt an urge to learn from Lei Tingjun's approach—
When arguing with an idiot is pointless, try silencing her with your fists.
Ji Wanmei thought of Lei Tingjun, her eyes hardened, and she strode towards Fang Xiaoqin.
Fang Xiaoqin's pupils contracted, and she suddenly tensed up: "You... what do you want to do?"
Ji Wanmei didn't know where she got the strength and the movement, but she grabbed Fang Xiaoqin's ponytail, pulled her head back, and then slapped her.
"Shut up," she said expressionlessly.
Everyone in the dormitory was stunned.
Fang Xiaoqin froze on the spot, feeling half of her face go numb. Her voice trembled as she raised her hand to cover her face in disbelief: "You...you actually dared to hit me!"
Ji Wanmei raised an eyebrow: "That's right, I'm hitting you. If you dare to bark and curse like a mad dog again next time, I'll hit you again."
At this moment, Ji Wanmei suddenly felt particularly cheerful and comfortable!
She found that after spending a lot of time with Lei Tingjun, she was gradually influenced by him and learned that sometimes it is necessary to use strength to subdue people.
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