This senior, who was bathed in glory, had started to approach Wen Xuehui since she was in her freshman year and started to court her officially during the second semester of her freshman year.
In the past life before Jiang Yao's rebirth, Li Ronghui was Wen Xuehui's first love and also the only man whom Wen Xuehui liked. However, it was Li Ronghui who hurt Wen Xuehui as if he wanted to skin her and crush her bones. Eventually, Wen Xuehui chose to follow Jiang Yao to a poor village to mend her broken heart.
No matter how radiant and glorious Li Ronghui was in the students' hearts, in Jiang Yao's heart, Li Ronghui was no better than Zhao Zhuangzong.
Both of their hearts were like deep waters, and they were scumbags who were good at taking advantage of others.
Thinking of the young and vivacious Wen Xuehui, and recalling the sorrowful person before her rebirth, Jiang Yao vowed to herself that she would certainly not let Wen Xuehui drown herself into the imaginary happiness weaved out by that scumbag during her return this time.
first step would be preventing
noodles. Wen Xuehui brought Jiang Yao into the shop while introducing, "This shop is the oldest one in the university. They use soup stock for the soup of the noodles and it is very fragrant. This shop's best seller would be
talking, the owner saw both of them coming in. It was obviously the owner and Wen Xuehui knew each other quite well. When the owner saw Wen
my freshman year this year? I'm going to visit more often in the future!" Wen Xuehui smiled at the plump owner, then
down, Jiang Yao looked around. Surprisingly and coincidentally, she saw her two other roommates, Li Yi and Lin Qiaoyu. They were both accompanied by their families and they were from the same hometown, so they had already known each other. They had a lot to talk about and chit-chatted excitedly when they were eating together. The whole shop was filled
their conversation, Jiang Yao did not understand
and Wen Xuehui were too obvious. As freshmen, other freshmen would surely be curious about them as
was why when Jiang Yao looked at them,