"Huh? Why did your expression change faster than flipping a book? You seem fine now. You were preoccupied during class. Speaking of which, why were you late this morning?" Qian Xiaoguo pressed.
"My mom got into a minor car accident when she was taking me, and I was worried about her, so I stayed with her to handle things. That's why I was a little late," Mianmian decided not to tell anyone about what happened that morning.
Qian Xiaoguo was half-believing, and the two returned to class.
Before entering the classroom, Mianmian saw Yun Bugui walking from the opposite direction. Her face instantly turned red, and she quickly lowered her head and hurried into the classroom.
Yun Bugui paused for a moment, furrowed his brow slightly, and then entered his own classroom.
When school ended, Wu Xiaogui and a few other girls blocked Mianmian, asking, "Jiang Mianmian, why haven't we seen you selling anything these past few days? Is your family no longer short of money?"
"That's right, my family isn't short of money right now, and we have enough to get by for the time being, so I'm not selling anything for now. I'm focusing on my studies. When I'm short on money again, I'll sell things, and you can buy them then," Mianmian said with a smile, completely unfazed by the malice behind their questions.
The girls originally intended to humiliate Jiang Mianmian. Before, they were willing to buy her things because pitying the school beauty gave them a sense of superiority. Look, what's so great about the school beauty? She's just a poor girl, worse off than them!
But recently, Jiang Mianmian had stopped bringing things to sell. When someone asked her, she even said she wasn't selling anymore, which made them feel unbalanced.
"I say, you guys hurry up and leave. Be careful, I'll tell the dean of students you're bullying someone," Qian Xiaoguo immediately stood in front of Mianmian, hands on her hips.
"Qian Xiaoguo, what does this have to do with you?" a girl next to Wu Xiaogui glared at her and questioned. Qian Xiaoguo's family was considered well-off, and she was plain-looking, so the girls didn't take her seriously.
But Jiang Mianmian was different. Jiang Mianmian was poor, but she was too beautiful, refined, and elegant. Just looking at her, she seemed like a princess from the Middle Ages. Only her poverty could make others feel balanced. Buying some of her things and pitying her a little would make them feel even happier.
"Jiang Mianmian is my best friend, so of course it has something to do with me. Besides, Mianmian's family is very rich, she's not poor at all!" Qian Xiaoguo shouted angrily, hands on her hips.
"Hahaha, who doesn't lack money but sells things every day to make money? Qian Xiaoguo, your lie is too far-fetched."
"I'm telling the truth, Mianmian's mother drives a luxury car worth millions!" Qian Xiaoguo argued.
"Hahaha, that's too funny. Qian Xiaoguo, if you're going to lie, at least be believable. If that's the case, then my mother flies a helicopter every day!"
Qian Xiaoguo: "..."
Mianmian tugged at Xiaoguo and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm just preparing to restock. I'll bring them when they're ready, and you can pick them out. You should prepare your money. This time I plan to sell some expensive items."
"See, that's more like it. Qian Xiaoguo, learn from your best friend, and be realistic," the girls finally seemed satisfied and turned to leave.
Qian Xiaoguo: "..."
"Mianmian, why do you always pretend to be poor? Let them know how rich your family is and blind their dog eyes!" Qian Xiaoguo said, frustrated.
"What's the point? I'm not close to them. If they're willing to give me money, I welcome it," Mianmian didn't care at all what others thought of her.
"Jiang Mianmian, you're too naive. Gossip can kill! Don't take it lightly, or you'll regret it," Qian Xiaoguo said, looking at her with some concern.