Su Zhuoer put the invitation in the pocket of her jacket and walked into the classroom, and she had already forgotten all about the boy who was beside her just now.

In the classroom, Mu Zehan still fell asleep on the table as usual, while Lin Hanxi sat in his place, circling around him, like a "buzzing" fly.

Su Zhuoer approached the two. "Hey, Su Zhuo'er, you go and sit in my place, here, it's mine." Lin Hanxi looked like an eldest sister and ordered Su Zhuo'er, while Mu Zehan on the side was still sleeping quietly.

At this time, I saw Lin Hanxi throw out Su Zhuoer's schoolbag and books and threw them directly on the floor.

Su Zhuo'er squatted down silently to clean up the books scattered all over the ground. I endure it everywhere, if she is not her cousin, she will definitely let her die ugly.

And the classmates in the class all felt aggrieved for Su Zhuoer, this Lin Hanxi relied on his family's wealth, caused trouble everywhere, bullied the weak, and many people had long been displeased.

I really don't know why my brother is so gentle and friendly, humble and polite, and my sister is so rude and willful, the difference between the two is too big, these two people are born in the same mother's womb, which makes people suspicious.

But everyone can only be resentful in their hearts, but they dare not speak out.

"Okay, good, go back to your seat, don't make a fuss." At this time, I saw Mu Zehan raise his head, his big hand stroked Lin Hanxi's soft long amber curly hair, and said softly.

"Han, people want to be with you!" Lin Hanxi pulled Mu Zehan's palm and put it on his pink and fair face, and said coquettishly.

But Su Zhuo'er was shocked, Han called her so affectionately just now, he seemed to have only called himself like this before, but then she became peaceful, she rejected him by herself, what is there to say. Su Zhuoer came to Lin Hanxi's seat with the book in her hand.

The next night, the Lin family's private villa on the mountainside was brightly lit, with a constant stream of luxury cars coming in and out, filled with the hustle and bustle of people and melodious music.

Su Zhuoer and Leng Yue came to the villa by car, of course, Leng Yue's identity was not disclosed, he was still the beautiful boy Gong Junxuan who loved flowers and flowers.

With the invitation, the two entered the star-studded hall one after the other and dispersed, going their separate ways.

In the hall, there are celebrities and rich gentry, high-ranking officials and giant businessmen, social elites, romantic sons, rich daughters, and countless others. Each wears gold and silver, and wears heavy makeup, all of which show the pompous kitsch of the upper class.

Su Zhuoer didn't put on makeup, only pulled her hair up simply, wore a rose-colored corset tight-fitting tulle gown, wore roses of the same color on her hair bun, and a pair of black high heels on her feet, nothing more, fresh and elegant, and beyond the world.

She looked around, familiar with the situation. Two spiral staircases lead directly to the living room on the second floor, and on the first floor there is a dining room, a lounge, and a servant's room.

The villa is intricately decorated with gold and silver plated throughout, and countless crystal chandeliers hang from the vault of the golden fresco, which is a symbol of the so-called status of the wealthy.

Suddenly, everyone was quiet and the band stopped playing. "Now we have our noble and beautiful "Princess Xixi" on the stage! A loud tenor voice rang out, and everyone turned their attention to the beautiful spiral staircase.