What kind of person is Wen Yu?

He may be because his family is too rich. No matter how good he looks, he believes in his heart that money can buy everything, including love.

Also because Ji Anning was very sensitive to money, she understood this from his eyes when he first asked her to be his girlfriend.

Ji Anning had a good time, but she no longer had her face changed color and turned around and left.

She said coldly: "No."

Wen Yu: "..."

He raised his eyebrows and kept smiling: "Why?"

Ji Anning bypassed the nonsense of "I am not familiar with you" and "I don't know you yet" and told him straightforwardly: "I don't have time to have a boyfriend."

Wen Yu rubbed his forehead.

"You didn't understand what I meant just now?" he said, "If you are my girlfriend, you don't have to work so hard. I'll give you living expenses."

"What then?" Ji Anning raised his eyes and looked at him faintly, "I have changed from a legendary extremely poor student to a gold-worshiping girl? I eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day, wear gold and silver?"

Wen Yu burst into laughter again. At this time, he had first met her and still laughed so much.

Later, the tighter he chased, the colder Ji Anning was to him, and even avoided him like a snake and a scorpion, and his smile turned into a sneer.

"Why are you so funny?" Wen Yu's eyes were bent with laughter.

He didn't know that Ji Anning would say it seriously every time he made him laugh. There was a difference in cognition between the two people for two lifetimes.

Ji Anning knew that Wen Yu would not understand how much harm those rumors brought to her.

The word of the whole person can melt gold, and the bones are destroyed. Only the person involved can understand.

Ji Anning raised his face and looked at him quietly, not talking.

The sun shone on her cheeks, as white as the first snow, and there was a faint pink plum in the snow. Her eyes were like quiet pool water. Beneath the water surface, you don’t know how deep it is, and you don’t know if there is a rushing undercurrent.

Wen Yu looked into her eyes and couldn't smile anymore.

Ji Anning was not telling jokes, she was actually serious.

Wen Yu stopped laughing and coughed: "You are thinking too much. Whoever makes friends with whom and falls in love will have something to do with others?"

Ji Anning nodded: "What you said makes sense. But... each of us lives in a social group. Humans are social animals. It is impossible for us to be uninfluenced by others at all, or to not affect others. Sometimes the tongue can force people to death."

Why did you say "death" as you say?

Wen Yu asked himself that he was not superstitious, but when Ji Anning said this, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Don't let me hear what others say, just let me hear it, let me hear it without them." He forced back to the topic, "So, be my girlfriend."

His eyes were bright and he stared at Ji Anning.

Maybe someone like him is fearless, but Ji Anning can't do it.

Just a saying "I'm already a rich second generation, why are you applying for a scholarship?" can overwhelm her.

She ran around every day, worked three or four jobs, earned living expenses and medical expenses, but they couldn't see them. They only saw Wen Yu chasing her, sending flowers and gifts.

Of course, they couldn't see her rejection of Wen Yu.

Selective blindness.

"Girlfriend can't do it." Ji Anning was silent for a moment, "At most I... can only be friends with you."

She was serious. She still couldn't accept Wen Yu, but she couldn't ignore him like she did in her previous life.

It sounded so pretentious in Wen Yu's ears.

Where do you have any friends between men and women? Especially a beautiful girl like Ji Anning, a man who is close to her, no matter what face he puts on, which ultimate goal is not to sleep with her?

The beautiful girl seriously told the boy that she "just wants to be friends". The tenth one is hanging spare tires, and one or two are left, which is fake naive.

Does Ji Anning want to use him as a spare tire? Or is it fake and naive?

Wen Yu grinded his teeth, but his face was very graceful: "Okay, then be friends first."

Wen Yu felt that this smile could deceive Ji Anning and play a gentleman and elegant senior. Little did he know that Ji Anning suffered from his rogue and shamelessness in his previous life, and had known his true face if he had known him.

But if he wants to act like this, Ji Anning can't expose it. She can only nod and say, "Okay."

In the afternoon class and during class, a girl came over and asked, "Hey, Ji Anning, did you have lunch with Wen Yu, a junior at noon?"

Ji Anning paused. KFC was right across from the school gate, and it was natural to be seen.

"Yes." She answered concisely.

The girl asked enthusiastically: "Do you know him?"

Wen Yu is also a sensible figure in school, but it was only mid-to-late September. As a freshman, you can know Wen Yu. This girl is also well-informed and is a typical social expert.

Her name is Sun Yaxian, and she can be called a beauty. Without Ji Anning's existence, she would probably be able to directly enter the class, department, or even school beauty after entering university.

Unfortunately, she met Ji Anning.

On the first day of school, the entire department was concentrated in the stairs classroom. The department head told everyone an inspirational story. So Balabala told how a girl was dependent on her grandmother and got into college after her mother died and her father lost contact. And how she came here from another city with her grandmother on her back and never left her.

The director said sensationally that you are very lucky to be classmates with this girl, she is Ji Anning from our department.

Come on, Ji Anning, come up and meet you.

The department head waved to the back, and everyone looked back.

The girl sitting in the inconspicuous corner behind had no choice but to raise her head.

Like a secluded orchid in the valley, like a snow lotus on the top of a mountain.

In the noisy and complicated staircase classroom, there was a sudden silence that the needle could be heard.

From that moment on, Sun Yaxian's ambitions of class flowers, school flowers, and school beauty were all shattered.

Ji Anning stared at Sun Yaxian with black eyebrows and nodded: "Yes."

If you say one more word, you will die. You are arrogant and cold, like a princess, but in fact you are a poor man who can't even bear to eat meat dishes.

Sun Yaxian complained in her heart, but she looked excited on her face. She sat directly on the seat in front of Ji Anning, put her arm on her desk, and said, "Wen Yu is a storied figure in our school. How did you know him?"

She squeezed her arms and squeezed into Ji Anning's book. Ji Anning's pen drew a thread on the book.

Three thousand yuan a night? Is she worth it?

Sun Yaxian's voice sounded in her mind. Ji Anning's eyes were fixed on the stroke that was slanted on the paper.

Sun Yaxian was still gossiping, and she was so itchy that she wanted to find out how Ji Anning met Wen Yu, who was said to be very rich at home.

"It's just acknowledge." Ji Anning didn't say a word, and looked up, "Classmate, I'm doing my homework."

She has to work to make money at night, and she has no time to have a cup of milk tea as slowly as these students living on campus, and spend time in the library. She has to seize the time to study during the day.

He used her words to touch her: "Didn't you say you're friends? Since you're friends, don't be polite."

He smiled like the storm of the autumn wind, his eyes bright.
Chapter completed!