Su Qing pursed her lips, remaining silent.
Who leaked this information? Was it Xu Miaoran, Tian Shasha, or Tang Lihui?
She couldn't think of a solution. She pinched her fingers, trying to remain calm.
This made Xu Miaoran even more angry, and she reached out and pushed Su Qing.
"Don't act like a mute. Speak!"
"Do you just like stealing other people's boyfriends? And I heard your dad's in jail. What did he do?"
The Xu family was a wealthy and powerful family, so Xu Miaoran naturally sought to investigate more thoroughly than most. She hated Su Qing's indifferent expression, as if nothing could stir a ripple in her eyes. She seemed like a clown, shouting at the top of her lungs. This irritated Xu Miaoran, who had always been proud and had never lost or failed in anything, deeply.
Only Jiang Sui could not get her way.
No wonder he was unwilling, completely unwilling to do anything for the Jiang family. It turned out that the grandson of the Mei family, that scholarly family, the poor boy the eldest daughter of the Mei family had married, was Jiang Chenghua.
That arrogance, or perhaps that aloofness, seemed to have come from the Mei family, and it only made Xu Miaoran even more obsessed. She hadn't expected the boy didn't even look at her.
He even left the dinner without a second thought.
He went only to clearly and unequivocally reject her, even making her look so humiliated at the banquet.
None of this was acceptable to Xu Miaoran.
The first thing she did after the art exam was to ask someone to investigate Su Qing recently, to see what was so special about this girl.
She was shocked.
They uncovered something incredible: this girl was actually connected to Li Xu.
She couldn't wait to approach Jiang Sui, only to be met with an even colder rejection, even a warning.
So, in a fit of rage, Xu Miaoran, having already passed the art exam, came straight to Wuzhen.
At Xu Miaoran's words, everyone was stunned, even their eyes turning to Su Qing with a clouded look.
Although she had investigated extensively, there were so many obscure details that Xu Miaoran could only gather a rough outline.
She touched Su Qing's shoulder, but the girl dodged.
"Xu Miaoran, Jiang Sui isn't a thing. Just because you like him, does that mean he's yours?"
"He's a human, not a toy. If you like him, it's your freedom. Go find him, not me."
For the first time, Su Qing stood straight, her eyes coldly fixed on Xu Miaoran. Her face, though girlish, held a hint of maturity, and her make up was impeccable.
Xu Miaoran's gaze was filled with disgust as she looked at Su Qing.
"Su Qing, why are you pretending? You're just relying on Jiang Sui's affection for you. If he doesn't, you're nothing!"
Jiang Sui actually liked Su Qing...
Although there had been various signs and occasional rumors, everyone had treated it as gossip. But now Xu Miaoran had spoken it out loud.
Xu Miaoran is the school belle, and she's been chasing Jiang Sui for a long time.
"I'm nothing, but at least I'm myself."
"What about you? You're the eldest daughter of the Xu family, the campus belle of Wuzhen No. 1 High School, and you got first place in the art exam. But nothing is earned without hard work. You should know how you got there. Don't you know why you transferred to Wuzhen No. 1 High School?"
The girl's penetrating eyes swept across Xu Miaoran's face, making her feel a little uneasy.
How did she know all that? Or may be everyone knew it. Xu Miaoran usually didn't come to class. Although she was an arts student studying dance, her dancing was only average, yet she consistently took first place. Wuzhen, the place where your household registration was registered, played a huge role. That was why she transferred there.
Xu Miaoran bit her lip and glared at Su Qing.
"Su Qing, stop talking nonsense!"
The gossip was getting more and more exciting. Everyone loved to see twists and turns. They all had a certain naive desire: to see what it's like to fall to the ground, to see the proud become humbled.
Hate your wealth, laugh at your poverty.
That's it.
I want you to be well, but I don't want you to be better than her.
Xu Miaoran, always so high and mighty, saw those things torn apart like that, her face a little flustered.
"Su Qing, do you want to receive a lawyer's letter?"
Her threats, to Su Qing, were laughable. She was merely giving someone a taste of their own medicine. How could tit-for-tat become unreasonable?
She looked at Xu Miaoran.
"Xu Miaoran, you say I'm spreading rumors? Aren't you also spreading rumors about me, investigating me, and spreading the news?"
She was so indifferent, even a little frighteningly cold. Those soft eyes, when raised, filled the air with a sense of oppression, leaving no space for evasion.
"You bully me because I'm poor, weak, and without full parents, because I don't answer you. Or because your family background is better than mine, does that mean everyone should revolve around you?"
"What do you think is the difference between you and Li Xu?"
Su Qing pursed her lips and glanced at Xu Miaoran. Her eyes flickered as she stared at her, a look of disbelief on her face.
She rarely, if ever, bullied others. It was simply because of a momentary setback that she truly disliked Su Qing.
She was indifferent and emotionless, and it was indeed so easy to win Jiang Sui's favor.
The seeds of imbalance were deeply planted in her heart, then took root and sprouted, until it was unstoppable.
She disliked Su Qing even more.
But Su Qing had the audacity to compare her with Li Xu.
Who was Li Xu? Who was she, Xu Miaoran?
Li Xu was nothing but a jerk. How could Xu Miaoran, the eldest daughter of the Xu family, be compared to him?
"Su Qing, are you trying to make me angry or defeat me with these words?"
She narrowed her eyes, feeling as if this wasn't her first time seeing Su Qing, yet it was definitely the first time, the first time she'd seen Su Qing so carefully.
She hadn't the slightest impression of Su Qing in her mind.
"I'm not trying to defeat you. It's just that you shouldn't get angry or lose yourself just because you can't get something."
Who was that "something" referring to?
Jiang Sui?
Su Qing's voice, clear and bright, entered Xu Miaoran's ears, and she stared at her intently.
"Have I seen you before?"
She had a feeling the two of them must have some connection, because Su Qing felt so familiar with her.
Remembering that they both are from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, Xu Miaoran's suspicions intensified.