Because she was young, she only became the class beauty; she lacked a bit of maturity to become the school beauty.
She thought she would always be the class beauty and then become the school beauty. But in her second year of high school, a new student transferred to her class, and that was An Ruo.
Although she was not inferior to An Ruo in looks, she was outclassed by An Ruo in terms of charisma, and as a result, An Ruo was crowned as the class beauty and eventually the school beauty as well.
What made Xia Nuo even more depressed was that the teacher arranged for the two of them to sit together.
In the beginning, Xia Nuo always gave her the cold shoulder, but as the saying goes, you can’t fight without getting to know each other; later on, they became good friends.
An Ruo couldn’t help but smile when she thought about the events between the two girls back then, "Xia Nuo, what have you been up to these past years? Are you doing well? I’ve always wanted to ask you why you left without saying goodbye."
As soon as the college entrance examination ended, Xia Nuo had vanished.
She had been accepted into a decent university, but she didn’t go to collect her admission notice and didn’t register at the university—just like that, everyone lost track of her, including An Ruo who couldn’t contact her.
Xia Nuo’s gaze faltered slightly, just about to speak, her phone suddenly rang.
Without even looking at the caller ID, she knew who it was.
Her brows slightly furrowed, a complex emotion flickered through her eyes.
"Why aren’t you answering it?" An Ruo asked her, puzzled.
Xia Nuo gave her a smile, answered the call, and her tone was very casual, "I’m out, what’s the matter?"
"Just buying some clothes, ran into a good friend... a female, An Ruo, my high school sister... It’s nothing, I’ll hang up now... Okay, I understand, I’ll come back soon."
An Ruo quietly listened, her eyes lowered, and from those few phrases, she picked up some information.
"Who was that on the phone? Your boyfriend?" she asked her curiously.
Xia Nuo nodded reluctantly, "Sort of, it’s my husband."
"You got married?!" An Ruo was shocked, then she calmed down, as she herself was also married.
Xia Nuo nodded, "Give me your cell number, and let’s get together for a meal sometime so you can meet him too. An Ruo, he needs me back for something, so I’m afraid I have to leave now, sorry."
"No worries, now that I’ve found you, we can meet up anytime," An Ruo said with an understanding smile.
They exchanged cell phone numbers, and the two reluctantly said goodbye to each other.
An Ruo was also planning to head back but then thought for a moment and walked into a shopping mall where she bought a white Armani men’s shirt.
Back at the villa, Tang Yuchen was leisurely watching the news in the living room.
Seeing her carrying bags of stuff back, the man waved at her gently, "Come here."
An Ruo went over and sat down; he took the bag from her hand and casually looked through, "What did you buy?"
As expected, he began to sift through her purchases; she realized this man’s curiosity was too much!
Actually, Tang Yuchen looking through her things had another meaning.
He pulled out a dress, glanced at the price tag, four thousand. Then he took out a jacket, the price tag was fifteen hundred...
He nodded in his mind, pleased. She didn’t have much money, definitely couldn’t bear to spend her own money on such expensive things, she must have used his Gold Card.
She had finally started using his money, greatly satisfying the man’s pride and vanity.
Suddenly, he pulled out a beautifully packaged shirt box. He was very familiar with the item, as all his clothes were of this brand.
"Is this for me?" he raised the box and asked her, smirking.