Chapter 13

Sun Mingzhe looked at Song Jiaran's leaving back, parted the corners of his lips with a smile, and looked at her back with a light in his eyes.

"Sun Mingzhe, next, let's settle the score." Yin Yulin strode to the sofa, sat down on the leather sofa like that, and looked at Sun Mingzhe with raised eyebrows.

Sun Mingzhe took out a bottle of expensive-looking red wine from the wine cabinet, and poured it into the two red wine glasses on the coffee table.

After lightly pouring some red wine, he handed a glass to Yin Yulin.

Yin Yulin took the glass unceremoniously, and squinted at Sun Mingzhe.

Sun Mingzhe shook the red wine gracefully, and said with a smile: "A Lin, since you don't want Ran Ran anymore, then I will accept it."

After hearing Sun Mingzhe's words, Yin Yulin raised her eyebrows, snorted softly and said, "I'm not interested in that kind of flamboyant, double-faced woman. If you want it, I'll give it to you." Although Yin Yulin said so , However, his heart is slightly uncomfortable.

Sun Mingzhe took a sip of the red wine and laughed lightly. He laughed that Yin Yulin was so stupid to be deceived by that woman Yao Anyi, but he would not expose the lie of that woman Yao Anyi.

Because, for Song Jiaran, he was determined to win, and he was very happy without Yin Yulin as a competitor.

"That's what you said, don't wait for me to get Song Jiaran, you will regret it again." Sun Mingzhe said with a smile, seeming very happy.

Yin Yulin snorted softly, took a sip of red wine, but felt that there was a burning anger in his heart, wanting to explode.

Song Jiaran walked out of the private club, raised her head, and looked at this very tall high-rise building. She bit her lip lightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

She was riding a bicycle, dangling slowly on the road.

Yin Yulin's words kept filling his mind.

'How can you be so stupid?Look at you, you are stupid, you look so undignified, and your family is a very ordinary well-off family, why do you think I would marry you?With your pretty face? '

'Actually, I have long wanted to dump you. When I date you, I can only see that face. I want to touch you but don't touch you. I want to kiss you but you don't give me a kiss. It's really true to have a relationship with you. The most important thing is to be suffocated to death. '

'let's break up. '

'I told you when I wanted to be admitted to university, because you were destined not to be admitted to my school, and you and I were destined to be people from two worlds. Out. '

"Ah~!" Song Jiaran really couldn't bear the gloom. She looked at the surrounding scene, and when she saw that there was no one there, Song Jiaran yelled loudly, venting her depression.

"Yin Yulin! You bastard! You think I'm stupid? You think I'm not dignified enough! You think I'm just a well-to-do family with no background?! Yin Yulin, you're so weak! Why didn't you say that when you chased me back then!" Song Jia Ran was very angry and yelled in depression at Yin Yulin's words.

Because of Song Jiaran's roar, the birds in the bushes were startled and flew up one after another.

Song Jiaran returned home angrily, full of anger.

If she still had 80.00% love for Yin Yulin before, then now, all she has in her stomach is dislike and hatred!
Song Jiaran returned to the house angrily, took out the textbooks from her schoolbag, and kept mumbling: "You said I was stupid! You said I couldn't get into college! You wait for me! I want you to see , I, Song Jiaran, are also good at it!"

...15 minutes later...

"Ah~! Why is the textbook so difficult for him to understand? Why can't he understand a word." Song Jiaran cried and looked at the math book in her hand, and said in frustration.

"Ran Ran, what's the matter?" Song's mother came up with a glass of milk, and she was far away in the corridor when she heard Song Jiaran's shout.

After Song Jiaran obediently took the milk from Mother Song's hand, she said aggrievedly, "I don't understand these books at all."

Song's mother looked at Song Jiaran's aggrieved appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "I still said what is it, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it, anyway, your school has been found, and we are not leaving in the future Those who study the route, be good, your mother and I, when we were in school, our grades were also very poor, don't be sad."

"Mom, I want to go to university instead of dance academy." Song Jiaran suddenly raised her head, looked at Song's mother, and said with a serious expression.

Song's mother stared wide-eyed, looked at Song Jiaran, then shook her head with a smile, and said, "You kid, you're joking again, okay, hurry up and drink the milk and go to bed, don't think about it, Sitting there thinking about it."

Song Jiaran looked at the back of Song's mother leaving, and moved her lips, but in the end she still didn't say that sentence, what I said is true, this sentence.

She is clear about her level, she knows that she is really stupid, she really can't get into...university, let alone Huaxia University, the best university in China, which Yin Yulin wants to get into.

Song Jiaran lay down on the bed after washing up, thinking a little depressed: Could it be that I was really like what Yin Yulin said, I couldn't get into college, I was very stupid, all I had was just that face ?
With such thoughts, Song Jiaran gradually fell asleep.

That night, Song Jiaran had a nightmare that frightened her.

In the dream, Yin Yulin kept appearing in front of her, laughing at her, mocking her with only one face and nothing else.

"I'm not, I'm not! I can get into college with my own strength!" Song Jiaran yelled, and woke up from her sleep.

Song Jiaran opened her eyes and found that it was not yet dawn. She looked at the alarm clock and found that it was only five o'clock in the morning.

"Yawn~" Song Jiaran yawned, and shrank back into the bed again. Although she had no sleepiness at all, she was still lying on the bed, thinking about her future.

It is true that she has an extraordinary talent for dancing, but she has studied ballet for 13 years, and she really does not have that kind of passionate love for ballet.

She made ballet her calling, a sport she never liked.

(End of this chapter)

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