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

I watched as countless banknotes piled up at my feet, unmoved.

The students in the class couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, which even alerted the business people next door, who all looked over curiously.

Song Chenhao slightly raised his chin at me, his eyes full of arrogance, "Jiang Wanying, you didn't take Jia Hui and me seriously before, thinking that we were just benefiting from your fame."

"Now, this money is enough to return the things you gave me before. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. You don't need to feel superior to me, and don't bother me anymore."

Song Chenhao disappeared for two or three days, and then specially asked Xiang Jiao to invite me today. It turns out that he planned to use this method to satisfy his arrogant heart.

Xiang Jiao walked over with her arms crossed. "Song, the school heartthrob, is just too kind. She was the one who kept bothering you, giving you things, and causing you a lot of trouble. Now you're giving him so much money. I really feel sorry for Song, the school heartthrob."

After saying that, she glanced at me with a mocking smile, "Miss Jiang, didn't you keep saying that you wanted them to repay you for every single favor you received?"

"Look, it's all on the ground, aren't you going to pick it up?"

After she finished speaking, her followers laughed and chuckled, glancing at me with a mixture of jealousy and envy.

I couldn't help but laugh. Song Chenhao thought that just because he made some money in the stock market, he could humiliate me?

The Jiang family isn't bankrupt yet! I don't know what he's thinking, that this little bit of money will make me bow down and give him a sense of superiority.

I turned to leave, but Xiang Jiao stopped me.

"Jiang Wanying, you haven't picked up the money on the ground yet! Don't tell me you don't want it?"

Before I could even utter the word "of course," a tall figure walked over.

Ge Zeyu frowned, his hands in his pockets, and glanced at Xiang Jiao casually, speaking for me: "Jiang Wanying really wouldn't even look at this little bit of money."

Upon seeing who it was, Xiang Jiao instantly fell silent. "Young Master Ge, what brings you here?"

Ge Zeyu chuckled and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Didn't some people go around bragging that they invited me to their birthday party?"

Xiang Jiao's face turned pale and then red in an instant, and she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

Ge Zeyu is known in the industry for his spoiled and arrogant attitude. I had already sent him a message before I saw him, and that's when I found out that Xiang Jiao was lying to me.

But what I didn't expect was that Ge Zeyu knew I was here and arrived so quickly.

He kicked away Song Chenhao's black bag as if no one else was there, turned his head, and a hint of impatience flashed between his brows. "Didn't you say you were going to study hard? Why are you attending all sorts of random banquets?"

He said it was a chaotic banquet, and no one dared to refute him.

I guessed that he was deliberately trying to embarrass Xiang Jiao to get revenge for me, so I didn't argue with him. Instead, I went along with what he said, "It really wasn't very interesting. I should have just studied with you instead."

The students present were terrified and fell silent.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Song Chenhao's face as he clenched his fist. "Ge, you're going a bit too far with what you're saying. Today is Xiang Jiao's birthday. I know you're of high status, but that doesn't mean you can look down on others like this!"

Ge Zeyu glanced at him dismissively, then turned to stare at Xiang Jiao's father, who had just approached, his tone slightly mocking, "Stock market guru? Which idiot invited him?"

Xiang Jiao's father was also a businessman. Although his business was not as big as the Jiang family's, he was certainly no stranger to the eldest son of the Ge family.

Business people are shrewd; upon hearing this, they immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly bowed with a smile, "It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding! No one invited us. I guess there were a lot of people today, and the security guards at the door let someone slip in by accident."

With just one sentence, he turned the person he had been praising into a shameless person who had sneaked into the venue.

I've seen plenty of people like Xiang Jiao's father. He was only so polite to Song Chenhao because he saw an opportunity to profit from it.

But in this world, while the wealthy are important, the powerful are even more important.

I saw that some of the students present looked surprised when they heard what Xiang Jiao's father said, while others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Both Bian Jiahui and Song Chenhao looked rather grim. Bian Jiahui even retorted at this moment, "No, Uncle Xiang, we are classmates with Xiang Jiao. She invited us here."

Xiang Jiao nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing this, Ge Zeyu simply uttered two words to Xiang Jiao's father, "Is that so?"

Xiang Jiao's father immediately turned and glared at her, scolding her, "You're so happy on your birthday that your brain is all muddled. You don't even remember who you invited or who you didn't?"

"If you can't remember, hurry upstairs and don't cause any more trouble here!"

Before Xiang Jiao could say anything, her mother pulled her upstairs.

Xiang Jiao's father, in an attempt to curry favor with Ge Zeyu, said he would find someone to kick Song Chenhao out.

Song Chenhao's face completely lost its composure, turning as black as ice. He gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at me and Ge Zeyu, "Ge Zeyu, you're only doing this because you have a good father!"

At this point, his gaze shifted and fixed on me. "Jiang Wanying, how come I never realized you were such a fickle woman! You and he have had an ambiguous relationship for a long time, haven't you? No wonder he risked his life for you even before his injuries had healed!"

He stared at me with bloodshot eyes, like someone who had been cuckolded.

I know what Song Chenhao meant. In my previous life, Ge Zeyu knew about my death and, despite being so seriously injured, still rushed back to avenge me.

But his current behavior is even more ridiculous to me. He's clearly a man from a poor background, so how can he have the nerve to act like he's been cheated on?

"Song Chenhao, only someone with such a filthy mind would see everything as dirty!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the hotel security guards came in, ready to kick Song Chenhao out.

Song Chenhao shoved the security guard aside, straightened his clothes, and said, "I'll leave by myself. You don't need to rush me. Even if you beg me, I won't come back. You're all a bunch of sycophants!"

He glared at Xiang Jiao's father, then said to me, "Jiang Wanying, you'll regret this one day. This is just the beginning. I can manage without you!"

"Today, you humiliate me like this because you have someone backing you up. There will definitely be a time when you'll be begging me for help."

His face was filled with determination, and it was unclear where his confidence came from.

Could it be because of that bid document?

I didn't want to waste my breath arguing with him, but Ge Zeyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing Song Chenhao turn around, he suddenly blocked Song Chenhao's way.

Song Chenhao's expression froze for a moment, probably just about to ask Ge Zeyu what he meant, when Ge Zeyu's indifferent voice had already fallen.

"Pick up the trash on the ground before you leave!"