Chapter 142 Yes, so you got there first, you win.
Fake cigarettes, fake alcohol, fake friends, fake friends~
Your feigned affection and gentleness are just a facade.
Lure me to your house~
You're kicking me out in the middle of the night~
You chased me away in the middle of the night…
An Ruoruo: "..."
What a tacky, low-class ringtone!
An Ruoruo frowned and endured for more than ten seconds before Wen Yao finally answered the video call.
Wen Yao had her hair styled at some point, sporting a classic French updo with sparkling pearl hair accessories adorning her jet-black hair, simple yet elegant.
Opposite her was a bottle of white roses, reflected in her clear pupils, creating a breathtakingly beautiful image.
An Ruoruo never felt that her current body was inferior to Wen Yao's, but when they appeared on the same screen at this moment, Wen Yao was radiant, while she was disheveled and her makeup was off.
An Ruoruo's pupils shrank suddenly, her anger and jealousy mixed together, her heart felt as if it were being burned by flames or gripped tightly by a giant hand.
Seeing her expression distorted on the screen, An Ruoruo took a deep breath and said in a low voice:
"I have arrived at the dock."
Wen Yao smiled radiantly, holding her phone in one hand and clapping her other hand to make a crisp applause: "Congratulations, Miss An, you won!"
An Ruoruo: "..."
Before she could respond, she suddenly saw Wen Yao nod to the side, and the next second, melodious violin music came from the other end of the video.
An Ruoruo gripped her phone tightly, her face grim: "Where are you now?"
Wen Yao showed no remorse and said calmly, "I ate at Restaurant F near the square with Jinzhi a couple of days ago, and the food was pretty good."
Around the square? That means Wen Yao didn't ride very far at all, or even at all!
Unable to contain her anger, An Ruoruo's voice grew even sharper, "You went to Restaurant F from the beginning, and didn't come to the dock?!"
"How is that possible?" Wen Yao covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes widening, looking somewhat innocent and cute. "Eating at four o'clock is too early."
"We went to the dessert shop first, then to the newly opened styling studio, and finally came here for dinner."
An Ruoruo's mind snapped instantly. Her eyes were like knives, as if she wanted to pierce Wen Yao on the other side of the screen. "Didn't we agree to see who got to the dock first?!"
It turns out that Wen Yao, that wicked woman, never intended to come in the first place!
An Ruoruo's questioning had no effect on Wen Yao. She smiled and said in a sweet voice, "Yes, so you got here first, you win."
An Ruoruo looked at her disheveled self again, and then at the glamorous Wen Yao.
So what? What's the point of winning?!
She wasted half a day, exhausting herself until her whole body ached, while Wen Yao ate and drank as usual, and even ordered a violin piece!
Angrily hung up the phone, An Ruoruo's head throbbed with pain, her eyes filled with resentment.
In the past, she was the center of the world for a long time, and everything revolved around her. No one she hated could live a comfortable life.
Either they die, or they suffer a fate worse than death.
The thought that Wen Yao had clung to the male lead's coattails and would only have a better future filled An Ruoruo with dark murderous intent.
She once felt that it was harder to accept that Wen Yao was doing well than that she herself was not doing well.
Seeing An Ruoruo standing frozen in place, her friend went over and patted her on the shoulder, "What's wrong, Nono?"
An Ruoruo's pupils flickered slightly, and she replied in fluent French, "Weis, I've been tricked. They didn't come at all."
An Ruoruo was overjoyed that she had used the One-Way Red Thread item on Weiss six years ago, making him obsessed with her.
Although the effect only lasts for 10 years, it is enough to create a lot of convenience for her, after all, Weiss comes from a noble family in F country and is rich and powerful.
An Ruoruo came to Country F because her mother tried to get her to take over the family business, but she knew nothing about business dealings and industry knowledge.
She always used her beauty to ensnare those lucky ones and create a good life for her.
After realizing she would have to study and work hard, An Ruoruo rushed to F country overnight to seek refuge with Weiss.
Thinking of this, An Ruoruo's heart stirred slightly. Perhaps she could use Weiss to teach Wen Yao a small lesson first.
She feigned sadness, tears welling in her eyes: "Am I stupid? I always get hurt by her, yet I still want to get along with her."
It was indeed foolish, Weiss thought to himself. They clearly didn't get along, yet they still resorted to such low-class tricks. It was no surprise that he was fooled.
But the next second, Weiss's pupils dilated, and his thoughts shifted:
No, that's not right. Nono is naive and kind. It was clearly that woman named Wen Yao who was playing tricks on her. She just always thought that people were as kind as herself.
With eyes full of affection, Weiss said gently, “Nono, you are just kind. God will not forgive someone like Wen Yao.”
Whether God would forgive her or not, Wen Yao didn't know, but she was unwilling to forgive 8848 right now.
Wen Yao pointed and gestured, "What's going on? 8848."
"How come even An Ruoruo can speak French, but I don't have that special ability? Is it because you're not capable enough?"
8848 retorted angrily: "Why can't I? You never mentioned it to me!"
"You have to bring this up yourself?" Wen Yao laughed in exasperation. "It's a good thing you're not a salesperson, or you'd be even more incompetent than Fu Yan!"
The mechanical sound of 8848 amplified, once again sending a barrage of middle finger emojis into Wen Yao's mind.
8848: [Voice pack, single language ***luck value, equivalent to 2.38 million RMB!]
Wen Yao's face instantly hardened: "It's better not to know this F language!"
Wen Yao: "Anyway, I know H language and Y language, that's enough."
Spending 2.38 million yuan to learn a foreign language is practically robbery.
8848 is speechless: [You're so rich now, why would you care about this?]
Wen Yao: "I'm rich, not stupid. This F language isn't a necessity."
Recalling An Ruoruo's conversation with the tandem bicycle rental vendor, Wen Yao clicked her tongue in amazement, "An Ruoruo is quite generous."
In fact, An Ruoruo had no choice but to purchase an expensive language pack.
After she possessed Zhen Anruoruo, she was severely injured and could be said to be on her last breath.
To survive, An Ruoruo expended a lot of energy. In addition, she had gone too far in the previous worlds and hadn't saved up any wealth. With the remaining energy, she could barely afford any high-level items.
From the very beginning of her life, An Ruoruo understood what it meant to be strapped for cash.
However, according to the plot, she cannot return to H country for 6 years and must find a meal ticket to solve her food and lodging problems.
She couldn't afford the high-level attraction aura, so she could only use the mid-level item. Fortunately, she was lucky enough to find the injured Weiss and discovered that he was quite wealthy.
However, after Weiss woke up, An Ruoruo realized that she couldn't speak the language. She had already used up a lot of energy searching for Weiss, and it would be useless if she couldn't use it. So she had to spend more energy to learn French.
However, the energy was well spent, and Weiss quickly brought his savior, An Ruoruo, back to Country F.
An Ruoruo stayed in F country for a full 6 years, using F language every day, before the feeling of financial pain finally disappeared.
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