"What did she say to you?" Wen Jing looked at Gu Lingling worriedly, "Zhou Xinxin’s family background is very strong, you... it’s best not to provoke her if there’s nothing important."
As she said this, the usually righteous Wen Jing couldn’t help but show a little fear.
"Anyway, keep your distance from her in the future." Seeing Gu Lingling looking at her with some confusion, Wen Jing stomped her foot and said.
They had already been given a gag order about that matter.
"Hmm, let’s go." She had long known about Zhou Xinxin’s background, but so what?
She also understood what Zhou Xinxin meant by those words; it was nothing more than her background.
Yang Yunhai came from a family of military personnel for three generations, and the old men in both families were military and political officials. And she? She was just a little girl from the countryside without any family background, obviously not worthy of Yang Yunhai.
Sigh...
Gu Lingling sighed deeply.
Those words were not unfamiliar at all, Meng Feifei had said similar things to her before.
Gu Lingling couldn’t help but find it darkly amusing; she wondered if Meng Feifei went up against Zhou Xinxin, who would win and who would lose?
After all, they both had good family backgrounds.
Maybe it was a case of a narrow road for enemies. Just after class, as Gu Lingling and Wen Jing reached the restaurant entrance, they saw Zhang Xiaoman and Zhou Xinxin walking over together.
"Sister Xin, what do you feel like eating today? I’ll queue for you," Zhang Xiaoman said with a smile, frowning the moment she saw Gu Lingling, "Such bad luck, running into filth wherever I go."
After saying that, she turned her head and followed behind Zhou Xinxin.
"You said you’d treat me to a meal, is it here?" Zhou Xinxin frowned and glanced at the noisy restaurant.
"Uh..." Zhang Xiaoman had a moment of embarrassment, then quickly smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Of course not here, I could never treat Sister Xin to a meal here."
"I’ll go get something, please wait here, Sister Xin." Zhang Xiaoman said before running inside, and soon after, she ran out again, with the bowl she was originally holding nowhere in sight.
"In a place like this, only they are fit to dine here," Zhang Xiaoman said with disdain as she glanced at Gu Lingling and the others.
"Pfft... I wonder which lackey was here getting food just a few days ago?" Wen Jing mocked.
Zhang Xiaoman glared at her, but Zhou Xinxin had already walked up to Gu Lingling, "Gu Lingling, why don’t you name your price? What will it take for you to leave him?"
"..."
"Hey, I’m talking to you." Seeing that Gu Lingling ignored her and was about to leave, Zhou Xinxin took two steps forward and said, "Opportunities don’t come every day, you should think carefully."
Idiot.
Gu Lingling made no attempt to hide her emotions and looked at Zhou Xinxin with some sympathy. Did that person know she was so brainless?
"Gu Lingling, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit." Zhang Xiaoman pointed at her and said when she saw this.
"It’s fine," Zhou Xinxin smiled and stopped Zhang Xiaoman, "Let her think it over herself."
"No need." Gu Lingling stood there smiling and said, "What do you think Brother Yang is worth? Haha... unfortunately, in my heart, he can’t be measured by money; he is priceless."
"What should be done?"
Zhou Xinxin was quite satisfied with the beginning of Gu Lingling’s words; asking for a price indicated interest.
But the more she listened, the angrier she became.
Especially when she saw her pretty face, it only made her even angrier.
Isn’t she just a stinky girl from the countryside?
How could her temperament and looks not lose to city girls at all, and even leave her far behind?