This person had already hinted that she was after Xu Weiran’s money, and now they were suggesting that he was much older, implying that she only got together with him for his financial status.
Sheng Ning’an looked at her coldly, her chilled voice broke the silence, "My boyfriend did indeed graduate from his postdoctoral studies, but he entered Jing University at fourteen and directly pursued a combined bachelor’s and master’s degree. He’s only twenty-six now."
Shi Yue clenched her teeth in frustration and persisted stubbornly, "But he must be quite a bit older than you, right?"
In fact, she had looked up Xu Weiran’s information online, yet many details were kept confidential. What she could find on the internet was that he graduated from Jing University, currently works at a research institute, published several papers, and received certain awards.
But there was nothing about his age.
She had originally thought she had settled for an older guy, over a decade her senior, nothing to be proud of.
Yet, the reality was, the man was even more outstanding than she imagined.
Shi Yue’s heart was filled with resentment and envy.
"You’re right, he is indeed a few years older than me, but what business is it of yours?" Sheng Ning’an actually admired her persistence, knowing very well that she wouldn’t get any advantage from her, yet she kept provoking time and again.
Before, because other people were present in the dorm, she hadn’t openly broken off the relationship, but now, Sheng Ning’an had no more patience to tolerate it.
Shi Yue’s expression stiffened, then she quickly adopted an injured and innocent look, "An’an, is there some misunderstanding between us? I’m just concerned about you."
"Thanks, but there’s no need. Besides, don’t you find this tiring?" Since they had already come to a head, Sheng Ning’an didn’t plan to leave her any wiggle room.
"I don’t understand what you’re talking about," Shi Yue’s gaze flickered, her expression even more innocent.
"Should I be asking about your boyfriend’s age? I’m sorry, I’m just curious..."
"Your reasons don’t matter," Sheng Ning’an cut her off, "We both know it’s clear; I don’t like you, and you don’t like me. Ever since your father fought over a parking spot with me, scraped my car, and I didn’t agree to settle, it was impossible for us to get along peacefully."
"I don’t know how you can pretend like nothing happened, but I’m not interested in playing this game with you. So, spare me your terrible acting and stop bringing it to disgust me."
Ever since the registration day, Ning An and Shi Yue became adversaries. An’an didn’t like her and knew the feeling was mutual. From the start, she had no expectations of getting along with her. Despite the fact that Shi Yue could pretend as if their confrontation never happened, Sheng Ning’an had to admit she admired her for it.
Not everyone could master this art of being a green tea player.
"An’an, how can you say that about me?" Shi Yue put on a pitiful face, still acting even now.
"Scratching your car was indeed our fault, but my parents have already compensated. What more do you want? I know, deep down you just look down on me, thinking that people like us don’t deserve to be friends with you."
"Stop right there, it wasn’t ’us’, it was just ’you’." Even at this point, she didn’t forget to craft a persona for herself, set up herself as a target for hate, "You don’t have to hurry to label yourself, to find allies. From the beginning, the only person I didn’t like was you. It has nothing to do with wealth; it’s simply that I can’t stand the way you act and handle things."