"If you want to see, go see it yourselves. I have no interest."
Luo Yiyi coldly declined, but her gaze still flickered toward Mo Chuxi's car.
Saying she didn't care was a lie—she just didn't want her gossipy side to show in front of the followers around her.
As Lady Luo, she naturally had to maintain the aloof and dignified demeanor befitting her title.
But the thought of her long-admired dream man being stolen away by Yan Xinxin—it was a feeling she could not swallow!
"Ah! That car is leaving!"
One of Luo Yiyi's followers suddenly exclaimed.
"Oh my God! Am I seeing this right? That car actually drove into our university gates!"
Upon hearing that, Luo Yiyi also raised her head to look.
Sure enough, that globally limited edition black Maybach smoothly drove into the front gates of Ancheng University.
"It must be! Yan Xinxin must've been kept by some old professor in the school!"
"Wow, how disgusting can she be!"
The two followers chimed in, their words laced with palpable jealousy.
"Exactly! She doesn't look that special. Even Xu Nuo is—"
Too late to retract what was said, the momentary slip of their gossipy tongues couldn't be undone.
Luo Yiyi's delicate face instantly darkened, looking as grim as a slab of coal—harsh and ugly.
"Get the water army to keep boosting the post!"
She ordered, practically gritting her teeth.
"I won't just let the faculty and students know how indecent Yan Xinxin is, I'll make sure the entire city of Ancheng knows her disgrace!"
"Won't... won't this get out of hand?"
One of the followers seemed hesitant.
Luo Yiyi sneered coldly, curling one corner of her blood-red lips.
"Girls like her, shameless as she is, deserve to be scorned by everyone!"
Yan Xinxin walked down the cobblestone path of the school. From the gate to here, she felt the stares of everyone fixed onto her.
Men and women alike seemed to be gossiping about her.
Yan Xinxin tightly gripped the textbook in her hand, her delicate brows slightly furrowing.
She didn't need to guess. Obviously, everyone was talking about the post circulating about her.
The so-called fear of rumors—no matter how she tried to explain herself now, no one would believe her.
"Hey, look who's here, our pure campus belle."
Just as she was about to reach the teaching building, a voice suddenly called out to her from up ahead.
Yan Xinxin stopped in her tracks, confused, lifting her clear and beautiful eyes to see three boys staring at her with strange expressions.
"You are..." she asked hesitantly.
"We heard you love money. As long as someone pays you, you're willing to do anything. How about accompanying us? We'll pay you, does that sound good?"
As soon as those words landed, Yan Xinxin's face instantly turned pale, and a crowd began gathering around them—girls and boys alike, all seemingly there to watch the commotion unfold.
Luo Yiyi and her two followers paused nearby, smiling maliciously as they watched the drama unfold.
This was exactly the humiliation they wanted Yan Xinxin to suffer!
Seeing Yan Xinxin stay silent, one of the boys swaggered closer to her, taking two steps forward.
"Yan Xinxin, honestly, my buddies and I have had our eyes on you for a while. We always thought you were pure and beautiful, plus you carried yourself with dignity, so none of us dared pursue you. But now it seems like, as long as there's money..." he trailed off.
But before he could finish his sentence, a fist suddenly smashed into his mouth, causing him to howl in pain and stagger several steps backward.
Yan Xinxin stood there with her small mouth agape in shock, stunned by what had just happened.
She had been holding back the urge to strike out herself, but she hadn't expected someone else to step in for her!