Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

In the bathroom of a high-end club.

Ji Xingyao stared blankly at herself in the mirror, suspecting that she was dazzled.

The male model lying on the ground turned his head hesitantly and looked at his sponsor who was standing against the wall in a daze.

The stunning beauty in a black long dress, shining with gold, slender and fragile, turned out to be: the modern-day Lin Daiyu, who plucked a weeping willow tree with her bare hands.

He didn't even see how she did it just now.

The male model got up a little embarrassedly, and he bent down to pat his trouser legs.

"Ahem...Sister, I'll wait for you in the box."

The bathroom door was closed and the small space became quiet.

Ji Xingyao shook his head to get rid of the afterimage he had just seen.

She felt that she must have drunk too much, otherwise how could she see Li Heng.

After Ji Xingyao returned to the box, she no longer had any interest in playing with male models.

The two male models also felt the guests' indifference, so they consciously kept their distance from them, quietly accompanied them in drinking and singing, and never did anything out of line again.

In the second half, the two male models were asked to leave the box, leaving only Wen Yuan and Ji Xingyao. Without outsiders present, they did whatever they wanted and had a great time.

The male models don't have to accompany you, and the drink bill will still be put on their name. Such a good thing is rare.

All are happy.

Wen Yuan and Ji Xingyao played until the early morning before returning home.

The club arranged a designated driver for them, and the Lamborghini returned to the apartment parking lot.

Ji Xingyao was really drunk, and Wen Yuan took some effort to help her upstairs.

She didn't want to go back to her own room and insisted on sleeping with Wen Yuan.

During the three months in Taifeng, Ji Xingyao slept with Wen Yuan every day. Now that he came back, he couldn't change this habit in a short time.

Wen Yuan was happy to spoil her and didn't mind sharing his bed with her.

After a good sleep, when Wen Yuan opened his eyes, the sunlight shone through the curtains onto the end of the bed, warm and beautiful.

She woke up Ji Xingyao.

"Huh? Is it nine o'clock?" Ji Xingyao was so drunk yesterday that the moment she was woken up, she still remembered that they were going to cancel their leave of absence application today.

Ji Xingyao seems lazy, but he has a spirit of never giving up in his bones. Otherwise, if he only relied on Wen Yuan's example without working hard himself, he would not be able to get into this university.

"Yes, get up and take a shower."

"it is good."

After breakfast, they took a taxi to school.

The procedures went smoothly and they can go back to school tomorrow.

After completing the formalities, they went to the dormitory management office to retrieve their accommodation supplies.

Now, they no longer have to squeeze into a cramped dormitory with their classmates. They have a 300-square-meter high-end apartment, so why should they put themselves in a difficult position?

However, there was one thing they were not so accustomed to. They were used to being served in Yonghe Palace, and the daily chores became unfamiliar to them.

Through the property management office, they found a fairly reliable part-time worker who cleaned and cooked on a regular basis, making their lives a lot easier.

They are in their third year of college this year and still have two years to graduate. If they want to get their diplomas successfully, the academic pressure is not small.

Their school gathers the top test-taker elites from all over the country. After taking a six-month break, they have to work harder to catch up with their studies.

I attend classes during the day, take tutoring classes at night, and participate in various activities to earn credits on weekends. The remaining time is just enough for sleep.

No one could tell that they were once the imperial concubines and princesses of a dynasty.

They quickly integrated into modern society and became part of it.

In addition, they know that wealth should not be shown off, so they are usually as low-key as ordinary students.

I often eat in the cafeteria, hang out in the library, and attend lectures.

However, during the winter and summer vacations, which are their time, they can be seen all over the world.

The Virgin Islands, the Great Barrier Reef, Iguazu Falls, Santorini, and Daocheng Yading all left their footprints.

Ji Xingyao likes to record and has taken a lot of photos and videos.

She operated several social media accounts, and after about half a year, she had accumulated about a million followers and became a moderately famous online blogger.

In the past two years, they have arranged their studies and life enjoyment in an orderly manner.

While at school, they would occasionally see Li Heng and Li Zhao.

However, their figures flashed by without leaving any trace.

Over time, they just thought it was their own illusion and didn't take it to heart.

Two years later, in early June, they graduated.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xingyao, a "slacker", was admitted to graduate school, while Wen Yuan chose to start a business.

After Xingyuan Media Company was established, the first blogger it signed was Ji Xingyao.

At the same time, Wen Yuan transferred 30% of his shares to Ji Xingyao.

Ji Xingyao, the big winner in life, successfully lives a life of a "parasite" thanks to her best friend.

(Author's note: This book has been very controversial and has received a lot of negative reviews. The author accepts all of them, good or bad. Many readers hope for a BE. As of this chapter, those who want to see the BE can stop here.

According to the initial setting of the story, the story line is only halfway through, so the author will continue to write.

To those of you who don't like the following modern wife-chasing crematorium, I apologize to you. If you really can't stand it, just stop here.

The two heroines will not return to ancient times, and the following stories will be modern.

Thank you all for your follow-up, comments, gifts and suggestions over the years. Thank you.)