"Do you remember the silk dress Cynthia wore on the day of the Homecoming Prom? It's definitely high-end customization, and the price will not be less than $20,000. Based on this alone, I dare to conclude that Cynthia's father should have given her mother a large amount of child support before throwing herself into the arms of the mistress, otherwise, she would not have been able to enter a school like ours. ”

Amy said, holding the beret on her head with her thin and fleshless hand, she deserves to be the daughter of a big producer, and in just a few words, she outlined a bloody movie routine.

Bai Xinrui was anxious, she didn't want to listen to the nonsense of these two idiots, she just wanted to know the dry goods, that was the real situation in Luo Yuyou's family, because this determined the way they would get along in the future - whether she would hit her harshly, or carry out the blow with reservations, but it was impossible not to fight.

Listening to the conversation between Amy and Vicky, Amanda raised her lower lip and smiled, she had to admit that gossip is too magical, as long as it has a beginning, countless versions of the story can be derived later, and it is no wonder that throughout the ages, everyone has been happy to gossip one after another.

"There is no doubt that the divorce of her parents has hit her, and as for the matter of child support, I really haven't got the exact figure. However, I don't think Ms. Lin Cui is probably interested in that number at all......" Amanda sipped a glass of Darjeeling black tea with milk.

"Ms. Lin Cui? Don't...... Is Cynthia's mom? Amy seemed to think that she had heard the name somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

"That's right." Amanda nodded yes.

Bai Xinrui repeated the name repeatedly in her heart, and she seemed to have the same feeling as Mia—the name was familiar.

"Why don't you care about child support? Who has a grudge against money? Vicky shrugged her shoulders, unable to understand what Amanda was trying to say.

"Wait, I need to confirm with our prettiest Stella before spoiling the important details ......of someone else's life," Amanda rolled her eyes slyly.

"What?" Bai Xinrui brought the black tea to her mouth and blew it elegantly, squinting at the curly-haired girl with an extraordinarily rich expression from the corner of her eyes.

"It's what you promised us, use Ziwei Dou to count fortune telling!" Amy couldn't wait to connect.

With a "bang", Bai Xinrui poured the Hermes Lindy bag upside down on the stone table covered with a tablecloth. A crape myrtle chart with the signs of the zodiac written in dense text, a small, compass-shaped two-legged golden spirit needle, a worn-out thread-bound book with a blue cover, a simple divination staff, and twelve irregularly shaped crystals all fell out of the bag.

Seeing so many strange things, the three girls' eyes lit up at once, and Vicky's fat hand was about to reach for the ruby-encrusted divination staff.

"Stop!" Bai Xinrui held Vicky's hand in the air.

"This is a divination rod that has been opened by a high monk, and no one but me can touch it with their hands." Bai Xinrui looked down at Vicky from the tip of her nose, and the fat girl immediately withdrew her fat hand as if she had done something wrong.

Amy hurriedly laughed, and said in her delicate little voice with a sharp voice: "Okay, let's finish those chores quickly, and hurry up to today's divination." ”

Amanda pretended to be calm and continued the topic just now: "...... When a person can buy tens or even millions of dollars for a random painting, is money still important to her? ”

Amanda raised her thin eyebrows and looked at Vicky's face with a smirk, and there was still an inevitable hint of doubt in the fat on her face.

"What kind of painter? Millions? As far as I know, isn't it only those painters who have been dead for a while that paintings are expensive? Vicky tried her best to cover up her ignorance with cuteness, but in the eyes of her three best friends, she was completely stupid.

"Oh, I remember, once my dad invited a very famous director to his house for dinner, and the director was very proud to show off to my dad that he had recently photographed a painting that cost about six million dollars, and it was Lin Cui's work, and my dad seemed to have a lot of respect for her work. The reason why I still remember this name is because Lin Cui's pronunciation is really awkward, isn't it? ”

Amy said so much in one breath, and also evoked some memories of Bai Xinrui, she seemed to have heard Huang Yaqian mention this name, Huang Yaqian is very good at art collection, and in recent years, she is also trying to do some art investment, but, I heard my father say that this incident is very money-burning, but Huang Yaqian insisted that it is a good thing to make money,

In short, it doesn't matter to her whether she makes money or not, and she doesn't want to understand it, anyway, it is always difficult for the thinking of a person who plays art and a successful businessman to unify together.

"And what does her dad do? It can't be an unknown person, right? Is it that after her mother became famous, she dumped her father? Bai Xinrui asked.

"I went through several channels to inquire, and I didn't know the slightest bit about her father, you know, the people I used were not idle people, and their abilities were not inferior to the FBI, in short, her father seemed to have evaporated from the world. The only bit of information I learned was that her dad was an alumnus of our school, having graduated from our school about 20 years ago and went to Harvard. ”

"You go and inquire again," Bai Xinrui pursed her pink lips, showing the naïve attitude of a petite little girl, even if she is a thousand-year-old demon who has attained Taoism, she will be soft-hearted.

Amanda sneered and said, "Stella, there is one thing I dare to promise. You can try it with anyone else, I can't find out, and no one else has the ability to find out! ”

Bai Xinrui stopped talking, she couldn't help but believe it, and not long after she became best friends, she learned the skills of "know-it-all", such as, who has a secret affection for whom on campus, which teacher is pregnant again, who is the father of the child, which classmate has made disrespectful comments on the authoritative teacher, etc., it seems that everything can't be hidden from her eyes.

She also has a big mouth comparable to that of the Wall Street Journal and the Los Angeles Times, and can polish and polish all kinds of new news she hears and publicize it in the most timely way.

Although those who hate Amanda believe that it is entirely due to her lack of a correct worldview and other higher goals and interests in life, this does not prevent Amanda from being dubbed the "Queen of Gossip".

After looking at Amanda for three seconds, after making sure that she had shaken out all the information she knew, Bai Xinrui had no choice but to lower her head and continue to sip the black tea in the cup helplessly.

The edge of her lips only lightly touched the tea soup in the mint-green porcelain cup, Bai Xinrui immediately frowned deeply, her back straightened, like a fried Persian cat, as if the teacup in front of her was not filled with fragrant Darjeeling black tea, but a bowl of arsenic glowing with a bright green light.

With a "duang" sound, she put the tea cup on the table heavily, because the reaction force between the bottom of the cup and the stone table was too strong, the light brown liquid mixed with milk in the cup splashed out, and landed on the hand-embroidered white tablecloth around the feathered toucan, leaving half a circle of irregular brown plum blossom spots, elegant like a flower and bird painting by Song Huizong.

Just now, Vicky and Amy, who were still chattering, immediately fell silent like autumn cicadas on a tree.

The two waiters' eyes widened in astonishment, and they hurriedly walked forward to Bai Xinrui's side, in order to create a better overlook angle for the guests, the two tall gentlemen had to bend over and kneel on one knee, and asked with a panicked expression: "What do you command, Miss Bai?" ”

Bai Xinrui's face was thin with a thin gloomy color, her cherry lips opened lightly, and she said with a stern face: "The tea is almost cold, why don't you change the pot?" That's what your Marriott hotel offers? It's a trivial matter to smash the signboard of a five-star hotel, and I don't agree to snub my guests! ”

The two male waiters, Nono, said yes, and hurriedly stepped aside, regrouping their spirits to re-prepare black tea for the discerning guests.

The transition from cute little Lori to the devil wearing Prada takes less than two seconds, and the three sisters are in a cold sweat.

Bai Xinrui rubbed her eyebrows, and she began to wonder how meaningful it was for her to invest in these three useless guys.

The three of them looked at Bai Xinrui's petal-like delicate slap face in horror, at this moment, her eyes, which were originally slightly raised, were hanging even more, and her face was obviously not very good-looking.

However, their best friend is definitely not acting, because this can't be acted, she is completely true to her, and she can't rub sand in her eyes.

It is hidden in the bones of a pampered eldest lady since childhood, which is created by the environment in which she lives, and is cultivated by the meticulous service and pampering of the people around her.

No matter how good the service of a five-star hotel is, no matter how good it is and how detailed it is, it is not as good as one percent of the care that Bai Xinrui has received all year round. It seems that she is really the princess of peas in fairy tales.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Bai Xinrui retracted her anger and changed her expression to a cold and elegant expression, "I definitely can't tolerate drinking cold black tea. ”

The two waiters were busy changing the tea and tea cups for the four young ladies.

Amy smirked unnaturally and said, "Don't worry, Stella, aren't you just trying to embarrass Cynthia?" Is it still easy? ”

"It's not embarrassing, it's notorious!" Bai Xinrui gritted her back molars and spit out this vicious sentence.

"If that's the case, the material is enough." A sly smile tugged at the corner of Amanda's mouth.

Bai Xinrui raised her eyes impatiently, looked over haughtily, and asked, "What do you mean?" ”