The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"Well." yuan Yayin didn't deny it, and nodded at will.

The girl gave a good first impression, but Xia Yinian didn't think too much.

She has no intention of making friends now. This mentality has begun to be a little old.

Maybe it's not old, but too many things have happened recently, and even people's enthusiasm is less.

"Why are you here?" she glanced at the group of people over there and raised her eyebrows. "Don't you go there for some benefits?"

This is not irony. It's what everyone sees.

Xia Yinian doesn't know how to beat around the Bush and is not afraid to offend others. If he is narrow-minded, he will offend. It's not worth making friends.

Yuan Yayin glanced at her and muttered, "you really speak... And you're not afraid of others' embarrassment. Have you always been so direct?"

Xia Yinian just smiled and said nothing.

Yuan Yayin raised her eyebrows and eyes when she saw her indifference: "however, it's so direct. I like it. At least it won't be hypocritical."

She looked at those people not far away, shrugged her shoulders, and a trace of disdain flowed from the bottom of her eyes.

"No matter how flattering, the champion won't be mine, so there's no need at all, isn't it?" yuan Yayin pursed her lips.

Looking at her, Xia Yinian raised her mouth slightly. The girl is so different from others.

In fact, based on her understanding of Wanqing, it's good for this woman not to step on you. What's the advantage?

These people are really delusional to take advantage of her.

"What's funny? You won't please that woman?" yuan Yayin raised her eyebrow.

"Hey, my life is not as good as others. I can only admit it. I can't be like sister Yang Xian. Because I can't accept it, I lost my life."

Who doesn't know about Yang Xian? In fact, those who participated in the last competition can see a clue.

Whether it's the result of refining medicine or the technique in the process, Yang Xian is really better than Yu Wanqing.

But... Forget it, there's nothing to say. This is the way of social survival.

Those who can adapt, live, and those who can't adapt, still live.

Not to bow your head to fate, but if Mao rashly wants to lift his head up before you can't look up, maybe his head will be cut off directly.

Like Yang Xian, it's a sad end now.

"There's nothing wrong with me now. I can support myself and my family."

"Do you know Yang Xian?" Xia Yinian sighed. In fact, she also regretted for this woman.

"There's nothing you don't know. We competed together and talked a few words."

Yuan Yayin always spoke so forthright, so Xia Yinian slowly began to accept the girl.

Anyway, this time, she didn't know anyone. It's good to have a chat with more than one person.

Suddenly, yuan Yayin looked at Xia Yinian and looked a lot more serious.

"Niannian, your status is different. Maybe you can compete with Yu Wanqing."

She lowered her voice and leaned close to Xia Yinian. She whispered, "there are some things that others don't know, but we and Yang Xian know very well. After all, we have entered the last round together. We spend more time together than anyone."

"Yu Wanqing..." yuan Yayin took a breath and said, "she's actually very good. If there weren't someone behind her, I could compare her."