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

Song Chenhao's face darkened, and he looked embarrassed. "Jiang Wanying, don't go too far. You begged me to accept all those things you gave me."

I looked up at him for several seconds, then asked, feigning confusion, "But isn't Song, the school heartthrob, supposed to have backbone?"

On one hand, he felt that the things I gave him were an insult to him, but on the other hand, he enjoyed my kindness towards him.

I have no idea how bad my eyesight must have been in my past life to be so easily manipulated by someone like him.

Bian Jiahui, standing to the side, gripped her bag tightly, grabbed Song Chenhao's arm, and said indignantly, "Wanwan, I never thought you were this kind of person. You keep thinking about getting back the things you gave away. Before, when Ahao said you had the temper of a rich girl, I didn't believe it!"

"Since you don't like what I gave you, I won't have the nerve to try and be your friend anymore."

After saying that, she pulled Song Chenhao and turned to leave, her steps somewhat disordered and hurried.

I gave a sarcastic laugh, then sat back down in my seat and buried my head in my studies.

That afternoon, the teacher informed the class that Song Chenhao needed to take three days off for some reason.

I didn't take his words to heart, assuming he had lost face that morning and was therefore asking for a few more days off.

I've been putting all my energy into studying these past two days.

In the afternoon, just before school was about to end, Xiang Jiao approached the class and handed over an invitation, saying, "It's my birthday tonight, all the classmates are coming."

I glanced at it and said I was busy tonight.

With a smile on her face and a slight flicker in her eyes, Xiang Jiao raised her voice and said, "Miss Jiang, you don't really look down on us ordinary people, do you?"

"Jiang Wanying, don't blame me for not telling you in advance. For my birthday, my dad specially invited the recently famous 'stock market guru' to celebrate. If you go and learn a little bit from the stock market guru, you might even make a fortune. And I guarantee you will see a huge surprise."

I didn't want to attend this birthday party, even though she said there would be a huge surprise; I wasn't very interested.

She's domineering but not very bright. The smug look on her face is practically telling everyone that she's trying to mess with me, and I have no time to play along.

"I'm not going!" I simply said.

Xiang Jiao's expression quickened, and she hurriedly said, "Young Master Ge will be there too!"

Hearing her say that, I put down my pen and glanced at her with interest. "Since you want me to go so much, then I'll go and take a look."

After school, Xiang Jiao seemed afraid that I would run away, so she invited me to ride in her family's car.

The other classmates also arranged transportation, and soon our group arrived at the Xiang family's house.

The Xiang family booked a hotel specifically for their daughter's birthday banquet. Although it wasn't as famous as the Royal Court Hotel, the overall style was still quite good.

Those attending the banquet included not only the students from the class, but also some of the Xiang family's business partners.

The classmates couldn't help but praise Xiang Jiao as soon as she entered, complimenting her on her family's wealth and how much her parents doted on her.

I looked around but didn't see Ge Zeyu, so I frowned.

Xiang Jiao gestured for us to sit down, had the waiter bring us drinks and food, and then began to boast about how much effort her parents had put into preparing her birthday party.

He also said that he would introduce us to a stock market guru later, which would definitely surprise us.

Hearing her words, I was slightly moved. I don't think I had ever heard of any stock market guru in my past life.

Just as I was wondering, Xiang Jiao got up and went to the door to greet someone. A luxury car was parked at the door, and a pair of long legs stepped out of the car first. A man in a suit and leather shoes bent down and walked out of the car.

The students in the class gasped in surprise. I looked up and saw Xiang Jiao pulling Song Chenhao in.

"This isn't Song, the school heartthrob. It feels like he's suddenly become a different person after just a few days apart."

"With that suit and tie and that luxury car, Song, the school heartthrob, must be some rich kid, right?"

As everyone watched, Xiang Jiao led Song Chenhao to greet her parents, and many businessmen gathered around him, surrounding him.

Suddenly, several more possibilities emerged in the speculation about Song Chenhao's identity.

After the pleasantries were over there, Xiang Jiao led Song Chenhao over and stared straight at me, saying, "You all should be familiar with Song Chenhao, right? But today, Song Chenhao is not only our classmate, but also the stock market guru I mentioned before, who has been stirring up trouble in the stock market these past few days."

As soon as she finished speaking, many classmates gasped in surprise. This was mainly because the stock market had been volatile recently, but they had heard that a very capable person had emerged who could make any stock, even unpopular ones, rise in a short period of time.

Some people were amazed. They thought the stock market guru was amazing, but what surprised them even more was that this person was actually their classmate.

Listening to what they were saying and seeing Song Chenhao's slightly smug expression, I finally understood what Xiang Jiao was really up to.

What stock market guru? He's just someone who uses memories from his past life to create a mystery.

With all those designer clothes and that luxury car, it seems Song Chenhao has really made a lot of money in the stock market.

"Some people are probably kicking themselves now!" Xiang Jiao said to me sarcastically. "Unfortunately, it's too late for them to regret it."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but scoff, raising my eyebrows at Song Chenhao and saying sarcastically, "Stock market guru? You're really something! But the stock market isn't something just anyone can mess with. Be careful not to fall too high."

I'm not saying this to stir up trouble, but because I know exactly what Song Chenhao is capable of.

He wasn't particularly capable; he was just relying on his memories from his previous life. But the stock market has always been a toy for the super-rich, and one wrong move and they could be completely swallowed up.

Even our family wouldn't dare to get involved in something like this easily, but Song Chenhao stepped right in. Moreover, his frantic money-making these past few days has probably already caught someone's attention, yet he still dares to flaunt it so recklessly.

Xiang Jiao snorted and rolled her eyes at me. "Sour grapes. Song, the school heartthrob, is our classmate. He said when he came that he could help us make money, except for certain people, of course."

Upon hearing this, the classmates' eyes lit up. Driven by their instinct for self-interest, they immediately surrounded Song Chenhao, showering him with compliments.

This hypocritical scene made me lose patience, and since I still hadn't seen Ge Zeyu, I got up to leave. But Song Chenhao suddenly called me back at that moment.

"Jiang Wanying, do you remember what you said to me a few days ago?"

I stopped and looked over.

Song Chenhao told me to wait here for a minute, then turned around, went to his luxury car, and took out a black bag.

He came up to me with his bag, unzipped it in front of me, and flipped his hand over, causing countless red banknotes to fly out and land at my feet.