Shen Mianmian was still unaware that, imperceptibly, she had been calculated against.
She had taken Xiaocui to Lu Siyuan’s home and afterwards went to school with him.
On the stretch of road nearing the school, there was a small bamboo grove. She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she felt as if someone’s gaze was locked on her from within the bamboo, making her whole body uncomfortable.
But when she looked inside for a while, she saw nothing.
Lu Siyuan had been chatting with Shen Mianmian, but seeing her suddenly go quiet, he couldn’t help but feel a bit odd.
"I’m talking to you, did you hear me?"
"Ah?" Shen Mianmian came back to her senses, "What did you just say?"
Lu Siyuan bristled, "Shen Mianmian, do you have any manners? I’m dragging you to school like a cow, and you space out while I’m talking to you?"
"It was not intentional, I just had this feeling that someone was watching us from that bamboo grove just now."
That feeling of being watched was too strong.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been distracted.
Lu Siyuan sneered disdainfully, "With those short legs of yours, you have to bounce twice to get on a bike—who would be watching you?"
"..." Shen Mianmian rolled her eyes, she must have been crazy to have mentioned it to Lu Siyuan.
However, maybe she really was just being paranoid just then.
Thinking so, she looked back once more and sure enough, there was still nothing.
Shen Mianmian did not notice that right when she turned her head, Xu Haiyang walked out from the bamboo grove.
It seems Zhou Siyu was right. This girl is indeed dating Lu Siyuan.
I need to find an opportunity to teach Lu Siyuan a lesson.
On the first day of school after the new year, all the students were wearing their new clothes, each with a happy smile on their faces.
Everyone was chatting with classmates they hadn’t seen for a while about the fun time over the New Year and how much money they got for their New Year’s gift.
When Shen Mianmian and Lu Siyuan entered the classroom, it immediately drew the students’ gazes.
Due to Shen Mianmian’s performance before the New Year, everyone’s impression of her had already improved.
Seeing her was like seeing a school celebrity.
Especially after seeing her dressed so beautifully, they all cast envious glances.
She was dressed too beautifully.
Zhao Xinlan looked disdainfully and jealously at Shen Mianmian, then turned to ask Zhou Siyu, "Did your uncle’s family strike it rich or something? Why did they buy such beautiful clothes for Shen Mianmian?"
Zhou Siyu had heard these words from the New Year until now and was already able to respond with a calm heart.
"Just some old rags they didn’t want anymore."
"Old rags they didn’t want? Zhao Xinlan couldn’t quite believe it. Which family’s old rags are this new?"
"City folk are rich, they throw away many clothes while they’re still new," said Zhou Siyu.
Zhao Xinlan felt a bit more comfortable inside.
Seeing a bit of red cloth showing from Zhou Siyu’s pocket, Zhao Xinlan reached out and pulled at it, "What is this?"
No sooner were the words out, than the handkerchief was pulled out.
"Don’t get it dirty."
Zhou Siyu snatched the handkerchief back.
"Where did you get this from, Siyu?" Zhao Xinlan asked with an envious face, "It’s even pink, so pretty." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel※fire.net
"Bought it," Zhou Siyu replied proudly.
"It even smells nice, really nice," added Zhao Xinlan.
All young girls like these things, and Zhao Xinlan was no exception.
But buying one would cost several dimes, and she didn’t have the money.
"I have several more of them at home."
With vanity getting the better of her, Zhou Siyu deliberately gave off an air of nonchalance, as if these things were nothing to her.
"Wow!" Zhao Xinlan envied even more, with her eyes shining.
She really wanted to ask Zhou Siyu for one, but then she thought, Siyu was worried about her getting it dirty by just touching it—she probably wouldn’t give her one...
So she pushed back down the words that had reached the tip of her tongue.