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No one can bear to be insulted and sprayed by strangers so bluntly and disdainfully without any explanation. Lin Muyan has a fiery temper, and of course she can't stand it either, but she just thinks that the other party is scolding her because of Zhen Heng. Her anger slowly subsided. "I really don't deserve him."
Lin Muyan fell silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, and looked at Cheng Young with a slight frown, saying seriously, "But even so, it's between him and me, and has nothing to do with you as an outsider. Even if I were to be scolded, it shouldn't be by you."
She gazed back at Cheng Young earnestly, her eyes calm like water.
Someone at the door called Cheng Young's name, and Cheng Young's face turned very red and looked very ugly.
She was clear that she really had no position now, but... she glared fiercely at Lin Muyan, but why did she have such a self-righteous expression! Clearly, she herself admitted that she was not worthy of Xiao Chen!
"Yang Yang, are you feeling better? We need to go to the second stall." The person at the door called a few times without getting a response, then peeked in and, with a casual glance, landed on Lin Muyan, pupils shrinking in surprise, and said, "You are... Lin Muyan? Right, you are the Lin Muyan from Class Three of Experimental High School, right?"
Lin Muyan glanced over, confirmed that she had no impression of the other person, did not answer, and seeing Cheng Young not speaking again, she lifted her foot and walked away.
Passing by Cheng Young, she paused and glanced curiously at the Chanel in Cheng Young's hand, as if wanting to say something but then fell silent.
Her actions directly caused Cheng Young's anger to soar. He struggled to control his temper in front of his friend and gritted his teeth as he spoke, "What do you mean by this? Are you looking down on me?!"
Lin Muyan's displeased tone made Cheng Young's outburst pause for a second. She hesitated and asked, "Did you buy your bag from a legitimate source?"
Cheng Young instantly looked displeased, "Of course, I bought my bag through legitimate channels. What do you mean by that? Explain yourself clearly!"
Lin Muyan pursed her lips, glanced at the enraged Cheng Young, then at her bag. She didn't really want to say it, but felt it was necessary at this point, "Your bag is fake. You claim to have bought it through legitimate channels, but you were most likely deceived by the seller."
She kindly pointed at Cheng Young's clutching Chanel handbag, not intending to dwell on the other's previous irrational behavior.
Cheng Young doesn't feel this way at all, and even thinks that her friend deliberately intended to make her lose face in front of others.
"You, someone who can't even afford Chanel, how dare you say mine is fake? Do you even understand what luxury goods are?"
Cheng Young was furious. She shook off her friend, who was inexplicably holding her hand, and glared angrily at Lin Muyan, wanting to shoot flames from her eyes and burn her to ashes.
Lin Muyan Originally it was just a well-intentioned reminder. She had been deceived before, so she felt a lot of sympathy for those "compatriots" who were wronged by sellers claiming to be genuine. However, the other party's current attitude is clearly unfriendly towards her. Even when she speaks the truth, the other party reacts like this... If she says a few more words, she feels that based on the other party's reaction, there is a high probability that they will come over and punch her. So Lin Muyan shook her head and said, "Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."
She chose to do less rather than more.
But Cheng Young was already so angry that she was convinced Lin Muyan was deliberately insulting her in retaliation. She stopped Lin Muyan and said fiercely, "What? You want to run away after provoking someone? You're really good at scheming! Didn't you say that what I'm carrying is fake?"
Cheng Young threw her handbag onto the sink, "I spent over thirty thousand to buy this thing, and you completely denied it with just one word of 'fake'. What evidence do you have? If you can't say it, I won't let you off the hook!"
Lin Muyan looked at Cheng Young stubbornly, feeling a sudden regret. She shouldn't have meddled in other people's business. What did it matter to her whether the goods were real or fake? She sighed quietly and spread out her milky-white handbag in front of Cheng Young, pointing at the logo. "Do you see the 'E' here? The genuine ones have different lengths for the three horizontal lines, and this 'C', the opening is not right. The genuine one has a perfectly round opening, with a 30-degree angle at the closing end."
"Do you want me to continue? You may not believe me, or you can take it to an appraiser you trust, but I guarantee they will confirm what I'm saying. You have indeed been deceived."
Lin Muyan finished speaking and looked back at Cheng Young in silence, with a look that said "It's not my business, but you insisted I speak."
Cheng Young clenched his fists in anger, but couldn't say a word. His friend, who was very curious, leaned over and kept comparing his own bag with Cheng Young's handbag, unable to hide his surprised expression.
"Yang Yang, it seems like you really got fooled by that salesgirl yesterday."
A friend whispered quietly, "Lin Muyan, there's nothing for you to worry about right now. Just take a few steps out of the restroom."
Cheng Young took a few deep breaths to prevent herself from getting angry at her friend. She looked silently in the direction of the door for a while before finally recalling her friend's initial words. She asked in confusion, "Lin Muyan... is that her name? How do you know her?"
The friend was surprised for a moment, then remembered that she and Cheng Young were not together in high school, "We don't really know each other, I've just heard her name before."
She saw Cheng Young looking at her and continued, "At that time, Lin Muyan was always the center of attention at our Experimental High School. Many students from other schools would sneak into our school just to catch a glimpse of her. Several of them accidentally broke their legs and had to be sent to the hospital. Because of this, she almost got into trouble with the school. After she went abroad to study, there was no more news about her. I never expected to encounter her today."
"Anyway, Lin Muyan is a very mysterious person. Just now, she could tell at a glance that your Chanel is not real. That kind of discernment is something only an expert would have. There must be something special about her family background. Yangyang, why would you want to provoke her when everything is going well for you?"
Cheng Young said nothing. She saw Lin Muyan dressed casually, with no trace of the demeanor of a wealthy family. She thought she was from a poor family, but now it seems that she was too subjective.
Her friend was still talking, but she was no longer in the mood to listen. She raised her hand to signal not to speak, with a complicated look on her face, and hurriedly ran out of the restroom.
Lin Muyan spent some time in the restroom and when she returned to the private room, she was already heavily drunk.
Even the strict class teacher in my memory was happily holding a wine glass and listening to the students next to him, with a dazed look in his eyes. Someone noticed that Lin Muyan had returned, and as she walked over with a wine glass, she said that it had been too long and she should toast to her. Lin Muyan skillfully dodged to the side and poured a glass for the teacher. The person was disappointed and swayed off to find the next target.
Outside the window, the patter of rain started at some unknown time. Lin Muyan glanced at the sky, which was already covered by dark clouds, and silently complained about the weather forecast. When she left in the afternoon, it had said it would be a sunny day.
She looked back at the private room, told the slightly intoxicated teacher that she had something to attend to, and brushed off the attempts of a few classmates to keep her there. Finally, she closed the door to the room.
Next door, the lively sound of drinking games could still be heard, causing Lin Muyan even more of a headache.
She knocked on the door with determination. Just as she was about to call for Liu Er Bao to come out, she was enthusiastically grabbed by Er Bao, whose eyes were shining with excitement. He proudly showed her off to the nearby classmates, "Look who it is! This is the former school beauty, Lin Muyan! Lin Muyan is now my best friend, hehe."
She grinned foolishly, the smell of alcohol reaching Lin Muyan's nose, causing her to slightly furrow her brow. "Er Bao, you've had too much to drink."
She expressed her disgust at the situation, but Liu Er Bao, in a drunken state, insisted on pouring her a small cup of alcohol.
"Since you're here, have a drink." She coquettishly said to Lin Muyan like a koala.
Being stared at by others, Lin Muyan really felt like pulling Er Bao off her and enduring it. What are best friends for, if not to bear the burden for each other!
After a few sips, looking at Liu Er Bao, she still had that silly and innocent smile.
"Sorry, my pet Er Bao has caused you trouble." She bowed apologetically, and then saw the others hurriedly waving their hands, saying it was no trouble, and inviting her to sit at the table, which she brushed off with a few words. Fortunately, although the others wanted to talk to her, they didn't dare to approach when Lin Muyan frowned slightly. So Lin Muyan took Liu Er Bao to a nearby seat, watching the others chatting and toasting. Meanwhile, her "best friend" in her arms was already completely drunk, smacking her lips as if she had dreamt of something good.
The sky gradually darkened, and rain began to pour relentlessly, washing the ground with tiny droplets.
Lin Muyan rested her chin on her hand, waiting for Liu Er Bao to sober up. She really couldn't handle the restless Liu Er Bao alone after he got drunk.
Just as she was hesitating whether to call a cab, a WeChat message popped up on the lock screen.
"When will the class reunion end?"
Lin Muyan was startled when she saw the message, her finger paused on the phone screen for a few seconds before unlocking it with her fingerprint.
"How did you know I was attending the class reunion? Are you... following me?"
The other party seemed anxious because of her suspicion, typing very quickly, "It was your roommate who said it."
The typing indicator at the top flashed a few times, and the next line came through.
"She said we are strategic partners, willing to share all your movements with me. It's raining heavily outside, leave early, I'll come pick you up."
Lin Muyan shifted her gaze from her phone to the sleeping Liu Er Bao in her arms, took a deep breath, and gently tapped her forehead with two fingers. The sleeping Liu Er Bao grumbled and rubbed her forehead before falling back asleep.
"If only Song Xi were here, at least there would be someone to lend a hand, and I wouldn't have to rely on a man for help."
"No need, I've already called a taxi. It will be here in a moment."
She didn't want to get involved with Xiao Chen before she had figured things out, so she replied very coldly. The other person seemed to sense her rejection and remained silent for five or six minutes before responding. "It's not safe to take a taxi on a rainy day. Tell me your location, I'll come pick you up. It's not safe for a girl to go home alone at night, even in a taxi."
Lin Muyan Ignoring her, I continued to look at the distance displayed on my phone for the taxi.
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