"No, come to think of it, don't you think this dress looks familiar? It looks like the limited edition from B store."
The opinions of the people around me began to polarize.
Many people think that this is Ruan Anan’s problem, but many people also think that Jiang Wuyang is still too stingy.
Everyone's eyes were on the two of them, and they didn't even bother to fight for the venue. Eating melons was much more interesting than fighting for the venue.
Hearing Jiang Wuyang's words, coupled with the subtle ridicule from the surroundings,
Ruan Anan's face, which was originally smiling confidently, suddenly turned pale. She also knew that this dress was not suitable for her. Jiang Wuyang was tall and slender, and her style was completely different from hers.
But there is no way, this skirt is the only thing that can stimulate Jiang Wuyang the most.
Ruan Anan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she saw the familiar figure behind Jiang Wuyang.
She remained silent, lowering her eyes in grievance: "I'm sorry, Sister Yangyang, it was Senior Yiran who agreed to let me dress like this. I won't do it again next time."
When everyone heard Jiang Yiran's name from Ruan Anan's mouth, they were shocked again.
Everyone knows Jiang Yiran, the top student in Class A, Science Department, who is in the senior year of high school. He looks gentle and has a soft personality, and a bunch of his friends are also handsome guys.
Everyone jokingly calls Class A, the science department, senior year of high school a paradise for girls.
So what is the relationship between these three people?
A knock-off of Burning Winter?!
Seeing that she was still trying to use Jiang Yiran to pressure him, Jiang Wuyang became even more furious. Who the hell was Jiang Yiran?
"Who told you to wear whose clothes you want to wear? You're wearing my clothes? You didn't even ask for my consent before putting them on? Is this how you, Ruan Anan, are brought up?"
Jiang Wuyang's words became more and more sharp and harder to listen to. Everyone's expressions of watching melons froze, except Ruan Anan, who lowered her eyebrows, looking aggrieved and not daring to speak, but mocking in her heart.
Go ahead and curse me. The more you curse, the better it is for me.
"What kind of upbringing? I personally taught Ruan Anan how to behave, and I also agreed to let him wear this dress. Who are you trying to scold?"
His voice was calm and relaxed, with a slight sense of oppression. His eyebrows were sharp and he looked straight at Jiang Wuyang.
This was very different from Jiang Yiran's usual angry look. It was obvious that he was really angry.
As soon as I arrived, I heard my own sister scolding another beloved sister for being uncultured.
"You said An An was uneducated, but in my opinion, the person who said that is the one who is truly uneducated."
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