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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nKang Jian noticed An Xiaxia’s hopeless expression and asked simple-mindedly, “What’s wrong?”

nAn Xiaxia’s hand holding her phone began to tremble. She confirmed the figure on the invoice again and almost fainted!

nOh my god! How was it so expensive! Even if they sold her, it might not be enough, alright?!

nShe immediately made a decision and gave Qiao Mu a call —

nThe call quickly went through and she heard Qiao Mu’s smooth, articulate voice. “Hello, Xiaxia, why are you calling me?”

nAn Xiaxia brooded for a moment before crying as she complained, “Sis, last time outside your company, your car hit a Porsche… The car owner is asking me for compensation and it’s a lot of money…” Before she could finish what she was saying, Qiao Mu promptly cut her off. “Why, a scam? You people are still using this stupid ruse? Shut up already! Get your facts straight before trying to trick me, OK?”

n“I’m telling the truth… I’m Xiaxia!” An Xiaxia shouted.

n“Hmph, like hell!” Qiao Mu held the phone away from her ear as she muttered, “Are frauds nowadays so high-tech already? Even the voice is exactly the same… Is there some kind of new voice imitation software?”

nThis incident wasn’t a big deal to her and she quickly went back to work, leaving Xiaxia standing there in utter confusion.

n“Xiaxia… Your facial expression is really ugly…” Kang Jian remarked.

nAn Xiaxia replied with resentment, “Worthless Kang, I might need to switch schools or run away from home. I… I owe a huge debt!”

nKang Jian backed away three meters and said with a straight face, “Xiaxia, my mom is calling for me to go home to do laundry! Bye bye!”

nAfter that, the guy ran off faster than a rabbit.

nAn Xiaxia wanted to cry but had no tears to shed, and could only pick up her school bag and head home.

nThere was no one at home and she wondered if she should give her father or her older brother a call, but after thinking about it, she didn’t call either of them in the end.

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nShe had nightmares all night.

nAn Xiaxia went to school with a pair of panda eyes.

nShe fearfully inched into the classroom for Year 1 Class C and sat down in her seat. There was then a rhythmic tapping on her desk.

nShe reflexively glanced at the desk and saw a pair of slender fair hands with clean, neatly trimmed fingernails.

nMoving up from the fingers, she saw a lean teenage body wearing Qixia High’s black school uniform and a white collared shirt. The tie was a bit loose at the neck, revealing his beautiful collarbones.

nWhen she saw the person’s face, An Xiaxia nearly fell off her chair.

nHis facial features were a work of art, just like a sculpture, with a seductive mole underneath his left eye.

nSheng Yize! It’s actually Sheng Yize!

nIf today was a regular day, An Xiaxia would be subjugated by Sheng Yize’s beauty even as an anti-fan, but after that text message from yesterday, she could only feel the pain of becoming bankrupt!

n“Hi… hello, may I help you?” An Xiaxia struggled to stay calm and asked a question she already knew the answer to.

nSheng Yize blinked. “I sent you a message yesterday. Have you read it?”

nAt his words, the whole class let out gasps of shock in unison.

nHeavens! Sheng Yize actually texted An Xiaxia? What;s their relationship?

nAn Xiaxia put on a long face. “I have.”

nSheng Yize nodded and glanced around before saying, “There’s too many people in the classroom. Let’s go outside to have a good discussion.” He paused, then smirked and enunciated her name. “My fellow classmate, An Xiaxia.”

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