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nChapter 38: I’ll Treat It As Gossip

nHan Binglan was actually a very remarkable woman. After returning from the countryside, she had very low self-esteem. However, she was fearless when it came to wooing Nangong Jue. She was also very high-profile. When she dropped out of school and married Nangong Jue, she became even more high-profile, as if afraid that others would not know. Therefore, many people disliked her.

nIf she had always been Mrs. Nangong, everyone might only feel jealous in their hearts. But now, less than a year later, right after Nangong Jue’s first love returned in a high-profile manner, Han Binglan went back to school. People could not help but guess the truth behind it all.

nTherefore, those who had some thoughts about Nangong Jue or simply disliked Han Binglan would come over and mock Le Yao.

nEspecially when Han Xueqian, that big white lotus, said some ambiguous mocking words, it made even more people feel that Han Binglan was detestable.

nHan Xueqian was also a student of Jiao Tong University. She was now in her third year, but like Qian Meiqi, she did not get in with her grades. It was Han Guosheng who donated money to the school to get her in.

nThe Qian family had donated a multimedia teaching building, and Han Guosheng had donated a library. In comparison, the library cost much less than the multimedia building.

nLe Yao felt bitter. It was all Han Binglan’s fault. Now, she had to clean up the mess.

nIt was too hard.

nShe wanted to go home. Unfortunately, the God of Transmigration ignored her.

nFortunately, she had the protection of Qiao Qiao, so everyone only talked behind her back. She just ignored them for the time being.

n“Baby, hang in there. I’ll scold them back for you. I can even hit them back.” Qiao Qiao looked at Le Yao worriedly. “Just say the word.” The people were very subtle. She couldn’t really go up and beat them up, but if her baby really felt bad, it wasn’t impossible.

n“Don’t.” Le Yao pulled Qiao Qiao back hastily. “In the past, I guess I did get cocky. I remember you scolding me back then, didn’t you?”

nQiao Qiao smiled sheepishly. “That was for your own good.”

n“I know. That’s why I listened. But it wouldn’t hurt for those people to say a few words about me. Let them be. When they get tired of talking, they’ll stop. I’ll just treat it as gossip. Besides, they won’t dare to swear openly in front of me, or I’ll fight back myself… I haven’t lost against anyone in an argument yet.”

n“Oh baby, I’m so happy you think that. Tell me, what reward do you want? I’ll even sleep with you.” Qiao Qiao looked ready to throw caution to the wind.

nLe Yao was speechless.

n“Qiao, you’re going to have a scandal if you talk like that. I can’t afford that. So, my request is simple. Just treat me to a scrumptious lunch in cafeteria two at noon.”

nThe school’s canteen was also divided into grades. Cafeteria one cooked large pots of dishes, and cafeteria two served small stir-fry dishes. Of course, if the food was good, it was also expensive. It was usually the base of the rich children.

n“No problem. Unfortunately, the stir-fry in the cafeteria isn’t as good as yours.” Qiao Qiao sighed. “But fortunately, it’s only one meal a day. I can live with that.”

nLe Yao was speechless.

nThe Qiao Qiao in the book was a career woman, the kind of female tyrant who never paid attention to food and drink.

nHowever, it had only been a few days, and this girl’s character was already going in the direction of becoming a foodie. The plot was a little crooked.

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