Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 183 Buying Milk Tea

Chapter 183 Buying Milk Tea

Yuan Meng crossed her chest and took a look, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Fortunately, she was sensible and didn't stay here much.

Every time she thought that those rumors were false, she would grit her teeth with hatred.

Jealous of how her luck is so good.

Before, I could always hear people ridiculing her behind her back, but now everyone basically pities her with sympathy.

Because of this, she has become a famous figure in the school, and her popularity has recently approached that of the school grassroots Gu Nianbai, and her popularity on the school post bar is no less than that of the new professor who came a few months ago.

Strange to say though.

Because of this incident, many people got to know An Qianyin, and her Reuters photos were exposed by many people, but they were always deleted for no reason, just like the new professor.

The only thing that is still circulating in private is the blurry profile photo of her squatting on the ground playing with small animals.

But just this photo with a face that couldn't be seen clearly was voted by others in the posts. Not long after being named the new school belle a few days ago, the next day the school belle immediately became Ye Luoxuan again.

The controversy is quite big, and some people are privately dissatisfied, but they can't do anything.

Someone called Yuan Meng a few times, and Yuan Meng came back to his senses, put away his gloomy face, and walked over with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Meng asked in a good voice.

The girl gave her the money with a haughty look on her face, "Go and buy me a few cups of milk tea and come back, don't be slow, come back quickly."

When the money was handed over to her, the girl was very impatient.

But this time, Yuan Meng's temper was extremely good, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all. Only when he turned around and walked away, did he become ferocious.

After cursing a few words, I felt a little better.

A boy came up behind the girl.

As soon as he put the guitar down, he came over, stared at the girl with the DSLR in her hand for a few seconds, and then looked away.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The girl noticed that he didn't say anything, just bit his lower lip tightly, had an ugly expression on his face, and spoke in a bad tone.

"It's annoying, why did you promise that ugly woman Yuan Meng to come to the party? You don't know her intentions, do you? Usually when you sing at school, she often comes over to peep."

"I didn't see you have such a big temper when ordering you around." Jiang Weibo smiled, his voice was cold and mingled with disdain.

The girl snorted and didn't refute.

In the middle of the crowd, another person sang, and the atmosphere was still enthusiastic.

Yuan Meng ran back panting, holding a few bags of milk tea in her hand, and handed it to Mao Lanlan, and handed over the rest of the money.

She glanced at her, her voice was cold, and if she listened carefully, she could hear the condescension in it, "Just take it as your tip, because you are so tired."

She turned away.

The rest of the milk tea was placed on the table, and another cup of milk tea was given to Jiang Weibo.

Yuan Meng lowered her head, never daring to look up.

The arm holding the money was stiff, and the one-yuan bills were tightly held in his hand.

She is not from a family that is short of money. To be able to go to this university, apart from her own excellent grades, her family conditions will definitely not be bad.

These dazzling few pieces of money were obviously used to insult her.

She didn't want to pick it up, but she had to.

What humiliated her more now was not the money, but how Jiang Weibo would look at her.

It wasn't until someone called her that Yuan Meng walked over stiffly.

She slowly cleaned up the trash on the table, and after a while, Jiang Weibo came over and wanted to take his guitar over.

Yuan Meng seized this opportunity, handed the guitar to him one step ahead, and held it in front of him, with a cute face, "Here...here you."

The corners of Jiang Weibo's mouth twitched, his face was a little displeased, but he didn't show it, and politely thanked him with a stiff face.

After taking it, he walked away immediately like a scourge was following behind him.

　It's easy to guess, why can't An Qianyin's photo be posted, hahahahaha...

　　*归▽归*

(End of this chapter)