Chapter 471

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As soon as Huo Wenhua left, many young talents approached Yang Zimei with a certain purpose. Whether they were pretending to be humorous, handsome, or pretending to be demeanor, there was only one purpose, and that was to find out about her background and background , See if you can attract her.

For these people, Yang Zimei could only smile faintly, polite, but alienated and indifferent.

This makes people look even more mysterious.

"Heh, what are you kidding, she comes from a famous family?" Among the crowd, Yang Zimei heard a familiar female voice laughing again.

Following the voice, it turned out to be Murong Yan.

I thought that Murong Yan had transferred to another school, and the two of them would have no chance to meet again.

Unexpectedly, the enemy's road is narrow again.

Murong Yan was wearing a pink and light yellow dress, and said to the female companions beside her, "She used to be my classmate, and I am very familiar with her."

When everyone heard it, they also pricked up their ears.

Especially Lan Luo, who hurriedly approached Murong Yan and asked, "Who is she?"

"Hehe, everyone, don't praise her, what kind of famous family? What kind of princess school? It's a joke. Her family's ancestors have been farmers for eighteen generations, and the family is average, but relying on their own ability to pinch her is just a fool." Murong Yan sneered. road.

Ever since she was forced to transfer schools, she hated Yang Zimei to the bone.

Thinking that my uncle is not here now, I forgot his advice, and began to show my nature to be presumptuous. Seeing Yang Zimei become the focus, I was very uncomfortable.

"Really?"

When Lan Luo heard this, he was excited.

Listening to everyone's discussion just now, she also realized that Yang Zimei's background may not be simple, so she was secretly a little scared, afraid that she would be retaliated by Yang Zimei.

Now hearing Murong Yan say this, her heart calmed down.

It turned out that she was just a girl from the country, so what was there to be afraid of?
"Of course it's true. I know exactly who is in her family and where they live." Murong Yan sneered, looking at Yang Zimei provocatively.

Yang Zimei smiled lightly.

She has never been ashamed of her origin, and she doesn't want to pretend to be a descendant of a famous family.

Now that Murong Yan clarified it for her, she also stayed quiet, lest so many people with ulterior motives come over and have to wrong herself to say polite words.

Lan Luo frivolously told Luo Yingjin what he had inquired from Murong Yan, and then said with contempt on his face, "What did you think it was? It turned out to be just a swindled goddess." It's just a stick, it's really disgusting, I pretended to be a ghost at a young age, I don't understand why Mr. Huo was deceived by her..."

Luo Yingjin didn't answer her, but looked thoughtfully at Yang Zimei, who was gathered by everyone's mocking, contemptuous or doubtful eyes.

Yang Zimei continued to drink tea with Lin Qingmei indifferently like an outsider, talking and laughing softly, not taking these discussions to heart at all, and her eyes were still calm and clear.

He suddenly felt that no matter what her background was, she should be a powerful background in itself, and any other background would just become a useless decoration for her.

At this time, Song Xuan came over, "The auction is about to start, let's get ready to enter."

"Ok."

Yang Zimei helped Lin Qingmei up, nodded, and followed Song Xuan into the auction venue.

The auction venue was magnificently arranged, with a very high style, which was simply not comparable to the previous auction venue in City A.

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(End of this chapter)

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