Merit System: Billionaire’s Reborn Cute Wife

"Where did you buy it? JM's things are very expensive! " one of the girls whispered.    

    

If the skincare products thrown away were also of the same brand, then in the past few days, he had been paying attention to whether Zhao Qian was using it. He was quite sensitive to this word.    

    

"Lower your voice!" Another girl replied, "I bought it from a classmate. It was so cheap that I couldn't believe it!"    

    

The two of them hid in a corner and chatted angrily. Although it was not noisy in the huge library, it still attracted a lot of attention.    

    

As they slowly approached, they stopped in front of a bookshelf opposite the two of them.    

    

The conversation was clearer.    

    

"Zhao Qian said that she has a special channel and that she will sell me some goods in the future!"    

    

"It can't be fake, right? Where did Zhao Qian, an A provincial, come from? "Don't be fooled …"    

    

"Really, I went to the specialty store and asked! It was the real thing! Furthermore, she's very familiar with Young Master Xia, she had dinner with him on the first day of school. "    

    

"Wah!" "Is this for real?!"    

    

"Really, I saw her friends posting photos!"    

    

"..."    

    

If she stood beside the bookshelf, she would have to reach out her hand to support her forehead after a long time.    

    

She didn't know how to express her current feelings.    

    

It's been a long time.    

    

She didn't even notice Zhao Qian taking a photo the other day at dinner.    

    

It seemed like he had to remind Xia Siyu that he might be taken advantage of.    

    

She left the library, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Now she knew what to do.    

    

Walking down the library stairs, he was just about to head back to his dormitory.    

    

A man and a woman suddenly walked out from the side and blocked her path.    

    

If: "?"    

    

One of the boys scratched his head and introduced himself, "I'm He Jianfeng, she's Yan Hua from the same class as you. Do you remember?"    

    

If he remembered correctly, one was the class monitor and the other was a vice class monitor. Everything in the class was notified by these two.    

    

If he had any doubts, he nodded and replied, "Yes, may I know?"    

    

He Jianfeng looked at him hesitantly, not knowing what to say.    

    

Yan Hua could not bear to see this any longer. He pushed him away and said, "It's like this. I want to ask you, don't try to help others. If you do this, it will affect our class' end-of-term evaluation."    

    

If he was stupefied for a moment, he would think that he had misheard, "What did you say?"    

    

Yan Hua's expression was serious, and he didn't smile at all, and he continued, "I don't intend to interfere in your private life, but you are also a member of my class.    

    

I don't dare to ask everyone to contribute to the class, but for a person in the class next to me, at least I don't have to do anything to damage the class's honor, right? "    

    

If he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No, what I mean is, why don't I know that I'm helping people?"    

    

When Yan Hua and He Jianfeng heard this, they were dumbfounded.    

    

"I don't know where the rumors came from, but I really didn't do such a thing."    

    

Yan Hua frowned. He took out his phone and swiped a few times on it. He pulled out a picture and handed it over to the other party.    

    

"Someone sent me a picture of you as a donor."    

    

In the photo, it was a picture of someone getting into a luxury car.    

    

If she recognized it, it was a photo of Lu Chengchuan bringing her to dinner recently.    

    

Both of them were busy, but no matter how busy the day was, Lu Chengchuan would always come to pick her up.    

    

If he explained, "This is my boyfriend's car."    

    

He Jianfeng and Yan Hua glanced at each other.    

    

The boy scratched his head and laughed. "Looks like someone got it wrong. As long as it's not the truth …"