A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 36

Their gaze remained fixed on the second floor.

Fu Juezhou pulled Song Fanxing forward and said, “My friend, Song Fanxing.” There were no further words, but Song Fanxing could feel that the way those people were looking at her had changed.

Envy, longing, and flattery—all because of a single sentence from Fu Juezhou, she was lifted up from the ground.

Enjoy your time tonight.

These words lingered in Song Fanxing’s mind. She was surrounded by people, and various fragrances mingled together, yet they were not pungent.

Someone asked her, “Ms. Song, what do you like to drink?”

Some people also asked her, “Ms. Song, the sapphire earrings I bought suit you very well. Please accept this gift from me.”

Fu Juezhou sat in the distance, his narrow phoenix eyes appearing too deep under the lamplight.

“Juezhou, because of you, no one will dare to bully Song Fanxing anymore.” A gentle voice came from beside him, and Fu Juezhou knew who it was without turning around. “It doesn’t matter, anyway, I don’t care about Song Fanxing anymore.”

“Don’t you like her? If she were to fall into depravity in a place like this, she probably wouldn’t have the pride that interests you.”

Chu Shiqing smiled and said, “No, Juezhou, you underestimate her.”

A note from the author:

Let’s set a time; I’ll update every night at 11 PM from now on.

I recommend a friend’s novel, “What’s the Point of a Madman Pretending to Be Well-Behaved (Crematorium)” by Lin Jian Yi Ya Zhi.

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Princess Jiang Yuzhi was blind from childhood, frail and noble. She entered the Buddhist order to cultivate her mind and character, and always had a string of Buddhist prayer beads with her on her wrist. However, she developed a kind of madness, and whenever she had an attack, she would become bloodthirsty.

Everyone says she is a snow lotus from the high mountains, but unfortunately, she is poisoned.

Lin Miyuan had been raised as a boy since childhood, and in that cannibalistic marquis’s mansion, she swallowed her bitterness.

Year after year, their hearts drew closer, and the love throbbed deep within their chests.

To help her become empress, Lin Miyuan not only offered advice but also volunteered to go to the battlefield, nearly losing his life in the process.

But in the end, when everything settled down, the other party ripped off the white cloth used to feign blindness, revealing cold and ruthless eyes:

“I’ve been using you all along, and now I don’t need you anymore.”

“You are just a woman, you can’t even give me a child.”

On the execution platform, Lin Miyuan let out a cold laugh.

Tears fell, and heads rolled to the ground.

…

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back twenty years in the past, when the Emperor bestowed the marriage upon her.

Lin Miyuan immediately knelt down and kowtowed: “Your Majesty, please forgive me! I am impotent, and the princess will only suffer if she follows me!”

emperor:”……”

The princess’s face was pale, and her palms were covered in blood from pinching.

Having been given a second chance at life, Lin Miyuan is determined never to marry her again, living a carefree and independent life, with no further connection to her.

Unfortunately, on the very day of his half-brother’s wedding, he was caught by guests having an affair with his mistress.

In the small side room, Lin Miyuan, drunk one night, ended up rolling around with the bride.

When she awoke, the woman’s skin was like cream, her body covered in red marks, her lips were bright red, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with tears as she looked at her.

Lin Miyuan: “…”

In her previous life, her elder sister-in-law, Fu Huaiyan, died tragically in a conspiracy.

And in this life…

“Why don’t you remarry me, sister-in-law?”

That night, the Marquis’s mansion was thrown into chaos.

Lin Miyuan got his wish and married her.

It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but the woman, who appeared to be well-behaved and reasonable, started pestering her every night and doing some astonishing things.

“I am a woman…”

“So what if she’s a woman?”

“Miyuan, I am no longer your sister-in-law, but your wife…”

Every night, her eyes were filled with seductive allure, like a soft, boneless snake, she entwined Lin Miyuan tightly, not letting her leave…

Perspective:

Jiang Yuzhi regretted it. She regretted saying those things to make him leave, and she regretted arriving too late.

On the guillotine, she held her head and cried for three days and three nights until she went blind.

If he were given a second chance at life, Lin Miyuan would rather kowtow until his head bled than marry her again.

She had no choice but to use her other identity.

She put away the snake’s tail, painted another skin, and went to see her.

As snowflakes fell, she gazed at them, so mesmerized that she stumbled and fell.

The woman had long hair tied up in a crown, and her face was androgynous, breathtakingly beautiful. He helped her up, saying, “Sister-in-law, be careful.”

So on their wedding day, she used any means necessary to get her and remarried her.

After marriage, she pretended to be obedient and went to great lengths to seduce him.

In the end, she overthrew the emperor and ascended the throne, but during one of her attempts to disguise herself, she was caught red-handed by the other party.

Half of her face resembled the eldest princess, while the other half belonged to her sister-in-law, who had remarried and climbed into her bed every night.

With a human body and a snake’s tail, she was stunningly beautiful.

Lin Miyuan fled in panic.

Before they could escape the capital, they were besieged by the new emperor and his men.

Jiang Yuzhi smiled, his eyes filled with tears, and approached her step by step.

“You’ll never leave me in this lifetime.”

“No, it’s for all eternity.”

Lin Miyuan gritted his teeth, unable to utter a word.

A madman! A complete and utter madman!

…

Chapter 30

She will not look down on anyone.

If she can take root and sprout from the mud, Song Fanxing will only endure and experience more.

The college admits 200 outstanding students from all over the world every year.

Song Fanxing came from a small town, got into the best high school in the city, and finally passed Hermeria’s entrance exam to enter the school.

Sufficient effort, and also sufficient intelligence.

“Juezhou, ten million is not enough to entice her, and the extravagant party you are hosting will only make her stay away.”

Fu Juezhou leaned back. “Chu Shiqing, you don’t understand her.”

“Your condition at the time was that she should be your person.”

“I didn’t set any conditions this time; she just needs to enjoy herself.”

Chu Shiqing lowered her long eyelashes, covered her lips and coughed a few times. Her thin body trembled with each cough, as if she might break at any moment.

After the coughing stopped, Chu Shiqing gently wiped her pale lips with a handkerchief and looked at Song Fanxing, who was surrounded by people.

Song Fanxing remained the same, aloof and distant, her posture as upright as a young poplar tree.

She really likes this kind of person.

Despite being imprisoned, it still grows towards the sun.

“Juezhou, even without a mother, I would become that kind of person.”

This time, Fu Juezhou didn’t say anything sarcastic. She shrugged and said, “Maybe.”

Chu Shiqing chuckled softly, “It seems someone has succeeded.”

Song Fanxing accepted a cup handed to her by a woman.

The woman wasn’t particularly striking in appearance; she had long bangs and wore a simple long dress, making her blend in with the surrounding weeds.

“Um, hello.”

Song Fanxing held the wine glass and gulped down the drink.

The sweet and sour apple flavor, with a hint of astringency, explodes on the tip of the tongue.

The cold touch of her fingers reminded Song Fanxing where she was. Looking at the empty wine glass in her hand, Song Fanxing lifted her eyelids and looked at the woman in front of her again. “Hmm, hello.”

Instead of being surrounded by so many people here, why not choose one?

This person looks a lot like Tang Sui.

Tang Sui, sitting timidly on the toilet.

“Can you stay with me?” Song Fanxing asked stiffly.

The woman gave a shy smile, seemingly pleased, and nodded: “Of course, Miss Song.”

Fu Juezhou raised her thin lips slightly. “This is a bit unexpected.” She stood up, walked towards Song Fanxing, and patted her from outside the crowd. “Everyone, please don’t crowd around my friend. She has already made her choice tonight.”

As if it were an order, Fu Juezhou’s words quickly dispersed the people surrounding Song Fanxing.

Aside from the woman standing next to Song Fanxing.

Fu Juezhou narrowed his eyes, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: “Have fun, there are rooms upstairs.” It was unclear who he was talking to.

Song Fanxing pursed her lips and whispered to the woman, “Let’s go to the second floor.” Perhaps they could spend the night on the second floor.

The woman nodded and followed Song Fanxing upstairs to the second floor.

After randomly choosing a room, Song Fanxing led her people inside.

The moment the door closed, the music and scents from outside were instantly shut out.

Song Fanxing breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the sofa and sat down, saying, “You can go to bed.” Her indifferent tone did not make the woman back down.

She walked slowly to Song Fanxing’s side, at a comfortable distance for conversation.

The woman sat down and whispered, “Miss Song, would you like to hear a story from me?”

“I have no one to talk to.” The woman’s voice became weak and tinged with sobs.

Song Fanxing looked at the woman’s stray hairs that covered her eyes and eyebrows, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded: “Okay.” She wasn’t a warm-hearted person, but for a moment, the woman reminded her of Tang Sui.

At 7 p.m., the cruise ship departed from the shore after Qiao Ling and Tang Sui boarded.

Fu Juezhou stood leaning against the railing, gazing at Tang Sui.

Even though they lived across the hall, she hadn’t seen this person for several days.

Undeniably, Tang Sui has become even more attractive.

A black, form-fitting long dress perfectly accentuated the lines of her waist, hips, and legs.

The skirt, reaching to the ankles, flares out in a fishtail shape, swaying gently as she walks, mysterious and alluring.

It’s hard for anyone not to take their eyes off her.

Fu Juezhou curled his thin lips and raised his wine glass towards Qiao Ling and Tang Sui: “If you slow down any further, you can walk alongside a snail.” His gesture was friendly, but his words were anything but.

The cruise ship was brightly lit inside and out. The sea breeze made Tang Sui’s skirt and long hair sway wildly. She didn’t look at Fu Juezhou, but instead hooked her hand around Qiao Ling’s palm. “Little Qiao Ling, let’s go in quickly.”

“I’m a little cold.”

Qiao Ling blinked in confusion. Could demons feel cold too? This question only lasted for two seconds before disappearing; she wanted to go in too.

Qiao Ling grasped Tang Sui’s hand and exclaimed happily, “Great! The party is going to be so much fun!” Qiao Ling radiated joy, and she didn’t forget to greet Fu Juezhou, “Zhou, let’s go in first!”