Ruan Shushu's face was beet red.
The outfit Yan Yuexian wore was obviously very expensive, and the accessories she had on were all designer brands.
Compared to her, her own outfit indeed looked more shabby.
In school, she had always been the favored daughter of heaven.
Everyone said she had a bright future, fawned over her, and everywhere she went, she was met with eyes filled with envy.
She had never suffered this kind of humiliation.
Yan Yuexian's gaze made her feel utterly ashamed, and thinking about her failure in the college entrance exam only added a stinging sensation in her nose.
Just as she was in her moment of embarrassment, Xia Weibao's voice, like a Celestial God arriving, saved her from the situation.
"The zither was bought by me. If you have the guts, come at me. Bullying a little girl, what kind of skill is that?"
"And who might you be?"
As Yan Yuexian spoke, she looked disdainfully toward Xia Weibao standing beside her.
