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"Tan Rou, if I were you, I'd find a hole to crawl into. How can you still have the face to attend class!" Tan Jing's face, which disgusted Tan Rou, appeared in her line of sight; her venomous mouthing could not produce a single kind word, "How does it feel to be the center of attention? Just so you know, this is what you owe me!"
She had orchestrated all this just to see Tan Rou fall from grace and deserted by everyone. Seeing the endless insults directed at Tan Rou online and the pointing fingers of the students at school filled her with glee. Yet, the scene she most wanted to see didn't occur; Tan Rou still came to school as before, acting as if nothing had happened.
Tan Jing was not content. She had spent so much money, and if she couldn't witness Tan Rou's infuriated and humiliated expression, how could she be satisfied?
"What do I owe you? Be more specific," Tan Rou said.
