No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

Song Qingran, who is usually good-tempered, suddenly turned cold when they forced her to see Pei Zhan. She broke free from their grasp and said, "Enough! I have to go to class. If you want to see him, don't drag me along. Go see him yourselves."

“And one more thing!” Just a few steps away from the car, Song Qingran looked into the man’s eyes through the car window. “He’s not my boyfriend, he’s just… a friend.”

"I don't like him..."

"Nannan, Xiaohe, you know that I already have someone I like in my heart. I will never like any other man besides him."

Even if he is the best, I will not like a married man.

Song Qingran couldn't tell them about her current situation because she knew that if everyone knew about her, she would never be able to hold her head high at Imperial University again, and she couldn't even imagine how her classmates, family, and relatives would feel about her.

She has her own bottom line.

Looking into his eyes, Song Qingran felt a tightness in her chest for some reason.

Just a few steps away, the car window rolled up, and the driver drove away.

He probably heard me say I didn't like it.

For some reason, after she said those words, I felt a moment of regret, and a dull unease washed over my chest.

Song Qingran didn't know why she had these feelings.

Even as the black sedan drove away and disappeared, the strange feeling lingered.

What... happened to her?

As Jiang Hua passed by the bulletin board next to the school's basketball court, she was surrounded by a crowd.

"Qingran, hurry up and run! The results will be released today. Go check if your work has made it to the finals."

Song Qingran looked at Jiang Hua walking not far ahead. Seeing her back, a feeling of inferiority suddenly surged in her heart. She... is really so beautiful. Even a woman would find it impossible not to like such a face.

She's so beautiful, why did she have to be human...?

Song Qingran silently felt a little sorry for her.

Suddenly she noticed that the bag Jiang Hua was carrying on her shoulder was the first limited edition crocodile skin bag released by King Group, a luxury brand company under the mysterious international family Huo family. The total price was more than eight million. There was also a bracelet made of rare materials in collaboration with the brand, which was now being worn by Jiang Hua on her wrist.

She knew because…

In the flower-filled villa, she was bored and glanced at a fashion magazine next to her. She randomly flipped to a page, which happened to be about this bag.

At the time, she was so surprised and unsure of the price that she was at a loss for what to do.

Then Mr. Pei suddenly spoke up, "You like it?"

Song Qingran was so frightened that she quickly threw the magazine away. "No... I don't like it. This price is really too scary."

"Tell me if you like it, and I'll have someone send it over tomorrow."

Song Qingran: "No, no need. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Pei. I'm going back to my room to do my homework." She picked up her teacup, looking flustered, and drank water to hide her panic, mainly because she was genuinely frightened.

This is probably what is meant by the upper class, which is inaccessible to ordinary people.

There was an insurmountable gap in social class between them.

Song Qingran shook her head, thinking about how she had acted like a complete idiot yesterday, which was incredibly embarrassing.

Just as I came to my senses, I heard my roommate's excited voice, "Ahhh... Qingran, your design made it to the finals, and you even came in second place!"

"Ah! The preliminary competition? How come it's Jiang Hua? Didn't she not come to school for half a month? How did she make it to the finals..."

"That's really strange..."

"I heard and saw two stray dogs howling early in the morning, what bad luck." Shen Bao'er walked over dressed in a socialite style. Her long, wavy, flaxen hair was half-tied up and half-tied. With her baby face, she was clearly a cute doll-like person. She covered her manicured fingers with her hand and yawned, looking lazy and like she hadn't woken up yet. When her eyes sharpened, she was unforgiving.

Among the two most prominent socialites in Beijing's elite circles, the two most formidable are Jiang Hua's face and... Shen Bao'er's mouth.

He's been blessed with good fortune and is known for his sharp tongue.

"Some people think they're something special? Don't they know how to look at themselves in the mirror? How dare they gossip about others behind their backs? How can they have the nerve to look down on people? Before they start talking about others... they should take a piss and look at themselves first, you ugly thing!"

"I really don't know what kind of people Imperial University has recruited."

"You're really something. When you argue with me, you can make me so angry, but now that people are talking about you like this, you don't even dare to say a word back? Jiang Hua, do you even have a heart?"

Everyone around was staring intently at Jiang Hua's face, completely forgetting what they had been arguing about.

Jiang Hua said, "...Some people's manners and upbringing are not innate. Compared to those insignificant people, none of them are as well-behaved as Xiaoxue."

Shen Bao'er chuckled and laughed, "Jiang Hua, I'm going to laugh myself to death at what you're saying sooner or later."

Xiaoxue is the gray teddy bear that Shen Bao'er raises.

"Yes, let me tell you, my little Xue is so well-behaved. Recently, she's been chasing and biting people, and she even curses at them behind their backs."

Jiang Hua glanced at the crowd with a half-smile, "Is that so? I'll go take a look at it when I have time."

"You...you guys..." Xue Ruyao and Zhou He looked incredibly embarrassed, and the people around them were watching them make a fool of themselves.

"These new students really have no sense of propriety. That's Shen Bao'er's friend. When the Shen family was building the Imperial University, their great-grandfather was still mining coal."

"Imperial University is full of these young masters and ladies from Beijing. You can't afford to offend any of them if you just pick one out of their family background. These two are really something, daring to say a few words to anyone. I think they don't want to stay at Imperial University anymore."

"Who says otherwise? Now that he's offended Shen Bao'er's friend, he probably won't have a good time at Imperial University for long."

"That's right. I have to go out of my way to avoid Shen Bao'er. I don't know which country these two came from, but they dare to offend anyone."

Shen Bao'er, wearing high heels, was barely about the same height as Jiang Hua. The two walked hand in hand for a while, but she immediately let go of her hand and quickly put on an act of "we are enemies, not friends," crossing her arms over her chest. "I wasn't trying to help you just now. I just can't stand those people who say those nasty things about you."

"Even if you're going to curse, you can only be called a little bitch."

"You...you still haven't told me why you hid your identity. And just now, those two reckless fools talked to you like that, and you didn't even fight back."

"Jiang Hua, are you sure you didn't damage your brain when you hit it!"

"And that jewelry design competition hosted by the Jiang Group, why bother with such a complicated process? Why not just give you the certificate directly? It's your company anyway."

"By the way, there were rumors circulating in the industry last year that you married that country bumpkin Pei Zhan. Is it true?"

"Your dad handed the company over to him? Aren't you afraid the company will be swallowed up by an outsider?"

"I'm not married," Jiang Hua replied with just that one sentence.