Originally, it was a joke, but Yang Xin didn't expect that Murong Qiao was really the little princess of the Murong family she said.

No wonder my brother is the same, isn't this Murong Qianjin herself?

"I, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Yang Xin pulled her face in disbelief. "It hurts!"

Leng Yan was also secretly surprised by Murong Qiao's identity, although he usually seemed to know that Murong Qiao's background must be very good, but he didn't expect it to be so good.

"I am indeed the daughter of Murong in your mouth, but I am also your roommate Murong Qiao." Murong Qiao patted Yang Xin's shoulder.

"Please keep quiet about this." She never felt like she was a show-off.

Yang Xin and Leng Yan glanced at each other, and made a very sensible and tacit gesture to shut up, indicating that they would not say it.

Murong Qiao also understood what kind of temperament the two of them were, and when he saw them like this, he chuckled lightly and put his heart down, so he didn't say anything more.

But they also ignored one person, Zheng Yue.

Zheng Yue stayed quietly in her bed, pursing her mouth and not letting herself make a sound.

Murong Qianjin?

Four big words echoed and shuttled in her mind, highlighting the difference between Murong Qiao and her.

Zheng Yue only felt unfair, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable in her heart.

She hated Murong Qiao's glowing appearance surrounded by the envy of her roommates, but she also envied the other party's life of spending money without scruples and doing whatever she wanted.

Some people are born carefree, and grow up to be a daughter in countless favors, but she can only gnaw on bread bitterly, work three jobs a day and worry about tuition.

are also people, and the big gap makes it difficult for Zheng Yue to accept.

This kind of mood seems to have taken root in Zheng Yue's heart, and it has always affected her, and even when she went to work in the canteen the next day, she kept thinking about it in her heart.

She stood in her place at noon, and even the cafeteria aunt next to her could see that her mind didn't know where to go.

"Here's a meal." A girl placed a plate in front of her, a little impatient in her delicate voice.

She looked up at the owner of the voice, she looked good in makeup, dressed in fashionable and eye-catching clothes, and her face was full of high.

Does even she look down on me?

Zheng Yue suddenly had such a thought, glanced at the girl in front of her, and instinctively gave her a spoonful of rice.

As a result, the spoonful of rice did not hit the right place, and it was sprinkled on the girl's clothes at once.

"You're sick!" The girl's tone suddenly sharpened, and her speech sounded harsh.

She wrinkled her brows and glanced at the latest fashion week hit she had just bought, her face was ugly, "Do you know how much I spent on this dress! Can you afford it? ”

The other party's mouth was full of irritability, Zheng Yue realized what she had done, and suddenly she didn't think about Murong Qiao, and looked at her with a pale face.

"You can't cook, and you're dressed so poorly, didn't your parents teach you to apologize?" The girl yelled at her.

She didn't suppress her voice, so the people around her all cast their eyes, and Zheng Yue stood in place with a pale face, flustered and helpless.

This dress, I'm afraid that it won't be enough for her to lose her part-time salary for a whole month.

"Alright, dissipate." A hand suddenly stretched out from the side and stopped the girl who wanted to be angry at Zheng Yue. "If it's just rice, it should be fine to deal with it now."

What a gentle voice.

Zheng Yue thought subconsciously, and then saw the school flower that everyone was discussing on the forum appeared in front of her.

"She's just a student working in the cafeteria," Feng Xinyao smiled and took out wet wipes to help people wipe the rice grains stuck on their clothes, "Don't embarrass others, it's not easy to go to school if your family is in difficulty." ”

"Classmate, are you okay?" Feng Xinyao turned her head and said to Zheng Yue again, as if comforting.

The two knew at a glance that they were friends, but compared with the girl's irritability, Feng Xinyao was gentle and friendly, like a spring breeze that warmed people's hearts.

Everyone could see that Feng Xinyao was helping the part-time student to say good things, and their good impression of the school girl skyrocketed for a while.

But Zheng Yue was different, she unconsciously clenched the handle of the spoon in her hand, only to feel that Feng Xinyao's words were like spikes, piercing her fiercely.

She would rather bear the abuse of the girl just now, than hear Feng Xinyao say these pretended understandings to herself, but she exposed her side that she didn't want to show in front of everyone else.

Is it her fault that her family is poor? If she could choose her background, how could she make herself what she is now?

"You don't have to be kind." Zheng Yue spoke, and her tone was hard and uncomfortable. "You are not the daughter of the Murong family, what are you doing here to be gentle and generous?"

As soon as these words came out, the gentle smile on Feng Xinyao's face almost cracked.

The words daughter of the Murong family are the pimple in Feng Xinyao's heart.

Especially the last time she was at the racecourse with Murong Qiao, Feng Xinyao was even more concerned about her identity.

"It's not reasonable and well-founded on the forum, and I heard that Feng Xinyao can receive gifts from her brother every once in a while."

"Maybe it's a forgery, how hypocritical our Feng Xiaohua is, we haven't let go of being chased for a few months, but it's high~"

"The boy still worships her as the white moonlight in his heart, and the co-author is sesame filling——"

There were a lot of people watching the excitement, so when they heard Zheng Yue say this, many people gossiped.

Hearing what the people around her said, Feng Xinyao gradually increased the strength in her hand, and pulled her cherished bag out of folds.

The precious leather is flawed, and the reputation that Feng Xinyao has been creating is questioned.

Feng Xinyao didn't expect Zheng Yue to say such things, she originally just wanted to use this incident to show her beautiful image in front of everyone in the cafeteria, but she didn't expect Zheng Yue to say such things and directly shift the focus of the matter.

"She said that the godgranddaughter of the Murong family could laugh to death, and when I thought that those people on the forum also said that Feng Xinyao was a princess, I really wanted to ask which KTV she worked in."

"The school girl can't be the school girl, and the joke is pretty much the same."

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and what you say is getting more and more excessive.

Feng Xinyao bit her lip tightly, deliberately showing an embarrassed expression of being said, and her eyes also drooped, looking very aggrieved if she wanted to cry or not.

"I didn't say that I was the goddaughter of the Murong family, why did everyone force hearsay on me." Feng Xinyao said with a smile, but anyone could see that she seemed to be very hurt.

The tears in the corners of his eyes were about to fall, and the onlookers were suddenly confused by Feng Xinyao's appearance, and hurriedly refuted the previous words, as if they didn't say it themselves.

Feng Xinyao lowered her head, looking very lost to outsiders, but she slightly hooked the corners of her mouth by covering her hair.

Zheng Yue disrupted Feng Xinyao's plan, and was remembered by Feng Xinyao along with Murong Qiao.

thought that Murong Qiao's low profile would be beneficial to her, but she didn't expect to kill Zheng Yue halfway.

"Wait, if Feng Xinyao is a fake daughter, who is the real daughter?" Suddenly, a completely different voice emerged from the crowd.

That's right, who is the real daughter?

Immediately, all eyes fell on Zheng Yue's body, since she just said that Feng Xinyao was fake, then she must know who is real.

(End of chapter)