After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

I have thought that someone like Song Chenhao looks down on me from the bottom of his heart.

In his past life, he said that he despised me the most because I was a pretty face who thought I was all that because my family was rich.

He invited me here, and then pulled this stunt in a roundabout way.

Or they're just trying to ask me for money or something else.

But I never expected that he was actually waiting for me here because he was afraid that I would find out the necklace was missing and make a big fuss.

I don't know whether to praise him for being thoughtful or for having a wild idea.

I gave him a mocking smile and looked at him coldly. "That was a birthday present my mother gave me two years ago. Even at market price, that necklace is worth millions. Song Chenhao, we're just ordinary classmates now. What makes you think I would give you something so valuable unconditionally?"

Song Chenhao frowned, clearly uncomfortable with my blatant accusation that he was taking advantage of others.

But then he paused, and said to me with an air of arrogance, "My research product is already finished, and just a few days ago, I registered the company and obtained the patent. Once I win this big prize, my company's market value will skyrocket in less than two years. I won't accept your gift for nothing; I can treat it as your investment, giving you five percent of the company's shares."

I almost laughed out loud at him.

"You took my millions worth of stuff and gave me five percent of the shares. Do I look stupid, Song Chenhao?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Song Chenhao's face darkened.

Jiang Wanying!

He had just called my name through gritted teeth when Bian Jiahui suddenly rushed up to him.

"Wanwan, Song, the school heartthrob, only asked you for that necklace because he wanted to bring honor to the class and the school. When he wins an award and the company prospers, you'll benefit too. You can't deliberately target him and ruin his future just because he doesn't want to date you right now!"

Bian Jiahui spoke with righteous indignation.

People who don't know the situation might think I'm the kind of vicious person who would destroy what I can't have, and that I would deliberately ruin his future just because he doesn't want to be with me.

Passersby glanced at me with disdain.

I looked at Bian Jiahui with a cold smile, since she was trying to force me to give in by using the condemnation of passersby.

Then I'll show her today who really deserves to be condemned.

I crossed my arms, cleared my throat, and raised an eyebrow as I looked at her. "Bian Jiahui, don't you understand? You're my nanny's daughter. Your food, drink, and school expenses are all covered by my mother, while he—"

I paused, then raised my hand and pointed directly at Song Chenhao. "He's just a poor student my family sponsors. Every single designer item he owns was bought by me. I did like him before, so I gave him so many things that a poor student shouldn't have. But now I don't like him anymore, do you understand? I'm not interested in him anymore. I just don't want to spend money on him anymore, and I don't want to give him the million-dollar gift my mom gave me. Is that deliberately targeting him? If his future will be ruined because someone refuses to give him a necklace, then I can only say that he's a good-for-nothing, with no future whatsoever!"

"I'm really curious, what gives you the confidence to question me so righteously about why I'm unwilling to give him a necklace worth millions? Is it your thick skin?"

I spoke each word slowly and deliberately, with a firm and resounding tone.

Upon hearing this, those who had stopped to look away all turned their disdainful gazes to Bian Jiahui and Song Chenhao.

Some women even asked in bewilderment, "When did the threshold for the Royal Court become so low? How can a nanny's child and a bloodsucker like this, who relies on others for support and then turns around and blames them, get in?"

The whispers instantly made Bian Jiahui's face turn as red as a pig's liver.

"Wanwan! Even if, even if..."

Bian Jiahui's red fingertips were trembling as she pointed at me for a long time, until Xiang Jiao suddenly asked them why they hadn't gone in yet.

Bian Jiahui was immediately stunned, probably afraid that I would reveal that she was the nanny's daughter, and all her words stopped abruptly.

Her sudden silence was interpreted by Xiang Jiao as yet another instance of me bullying Bian Jiahui.

Xiang Jiao immediately shielded Bian Jiahui behind her like she was protecting a chick.

"Jiang Wanying, are you ever going to stop?! You can't just freeload, so you're relentlessly pursuing Song, the school heartthrob, and taking it out on Jia Hui, huh? How can you be so shameless?!"

As if afraid that those around her wouldn't hear her or know my true identity, she deliberately raised her voice when she said this.

Xiang Jiao immediately drew out the classmates in the private room. They all looked at me with disdain, and several of them joined Xiang Jiao in mocking me.

I curled my lips into a sneer, my face full of mockery.

What I didn't expect was that before I could even speak, the people who had been watching couldn't stand it anymore.

He stepped forward and spoke to Xiang Jiao, "Young lady, why are you speaking without distinguishing right from wrong? It was clearly this male classmate who was pestering that girl and wouldn't let her leave."

After the man finished speaking, Xiang Jiao and her group were stunned for a few seconds before turning their gazes toward Song Chenhao.

"School Heartthrob Song, why won't you let Jiang Wanying leave?"