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nThe news of Fu Chen inviting Jiang Fengya to his birthday banquet spread in the Beijing circle. Even if everyone was unhappy with her, they didn’t dare to say anything openly. Once she really married into the Fu family, she would definitely be indescribably noble.

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nJiang Fengya was originally only an exchange student for a semester at Beijing University. But because of her pregnancy, Sun Gongda found some connections and asked if she could continue staying at Beijing University.

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nAnd her relationship with Song Fengwan had already been completely exposed. The illegitimate daughter and the legitimate daughter of a wealthy family were in the same school, so it was inevitable that everyone would compare the two.

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n“Wanwan, does Jiang Fengya really have that kind of relationship with you?” Hu Xinyue had been stunned by the news the moment school started.

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n“Yes,” Song Fengwan replied nonchalantly.

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n“Then why didn’t you say anything before?”

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n“She’s not someone important. Why mention this?” Song Fengwan was at her desk and filling in a scholarship application form. With her results last year, she could apply for a first-class scholarship. The class monitor had just sent her the form.

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n“But I saw on the news that she’s pregnant and is going to marry into a wealthy family. How old is she?

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n“She’s really scheming. To think that I thought she was quite good-looking back then.

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n“You’re really good at enduring. You actually didn’t say anything?” Hu Xinyue was straightforward, but she was indignant in her heart at this moment. “You don’t even know what the school is saying. They’re saying that you’re worse than her, an illegitimate daughter. I get angry just hearing it.”

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nAfter speaking angrily, she took a few sips of water to moisten her throat.

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n“It’s just marrying. Why are you so anxious?” Song Fengwan looked at her with amusement.

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nHu Xinyue glared at her angrily. “Wanwan, let me tell you. You have to marry better than her in the future. This little bitch definitely wants to suppress you. You can’t let her succeed.”

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n“Do you know who she wants to marry?” Song Fengwan tilted her head and looked at her.

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n“Aren’t they saying a wealthy family?!” Hu Xinyue didn’t think much of it. At this moment, many news reports had hidden the Fu family’s name or replaced it.

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n“She wants to marry Third Brother’s nephew.”

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nHu Xinyue almost spat out the water in her mouth. F*ck, what kind of relationship is this?

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n“The person she wants to marry is my ex-fiancé. I mentioned it to you.” Song Fengwan calmly continued filling in the application form.

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n“No wonder you’re so calm. Even if she really marries him, won’t she still have to call you Third Aunt? F*ck, she’ll die of anger.”

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n“She’s very domineering in school now. She looks like she’s really married into a wealthy family.

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n“Wanwan, how did you hook up with your ex-fiancé’s uncle?”

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nSong Fengwan glanced at her. “He seduced me.”

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n“How old were you then? Is he a pedophile?”

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n“Get lost!” Song Fengwan was furious. How can you say that?

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nIt was normal to play around in the female dormitory. Hu Xinyue smiled and carried her clothes to wash them.

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nDuring this period of time, Jiang Fengya was in the limelight in school. Many people were dissatisfied, but they didn’t dare to offend her. Some people envied her for being able to get close to a wealthy family, while more people wanted to see her be slapped in the face.

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nSong Fengwan had just started school, and she had many things to do. Even if the school spread rumors about her relationship with Jiang Fengya, she didn’t have time to care. Apart from being busy with class, she also had to help when the club started recruiting new students.

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nAfter the recruitment ended, the gatherings continued.

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nSoon after was the art school’s annual design competition. Last year, there was the Gao Xue incident. This year, Song Fengwan planned to participate seriously, so she had started preparing design drafts a few months in advance.

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nCompared to the first year of university, after entering the second year, things were easier. The counselors managed the students loosely, so there was no need for them to attend evening self-study every day. If they didn’t go out, they would basically hole up in their dorm rooms and watch dramas.

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nWhen her scholarship was issued, it was almost her birthday. It happened to be Saturday.

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nSong Fengwan had a small gathering with her roommates in advance. The next day was the weekend, and she planned to eat with Duan Linbai and the others before going overseas to celebrate her birthday with Fu Chen.

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nThis year’s cake was custom-made at Xu Yuanfei’s dessert shop, and she sent the cake directly to the school.

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n“Are you really not coming to the lunch gathering?” Song Fengwan took the cake and wanted to invite her to eat together.

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n“The store is quite busy.”

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n“You still have to eat. Besides, Sixth Master will be there too,” Song Fengwan teased.

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nXu Yuanfei smiled guiltily.

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n“Why don’t you wait for me? I’ll go change my clothes. If we go together, I won’t need to get Third Brother to pick me up.” Xu Yuanfei happened to be driving.

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nBefore she could reject her, Song Fengwan hurried upstairs.

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nXu Yuanfei also wanted to see Jing Hanchuan. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to go. However, she couldn’t go empty-handed, but she didn’t know what birthday present to give.

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