Chapter 127 Treating Amnesia

   "What Bai Fumei, didn't you already slap her in the face at the hotel yesterday?"

   "Even if it wasn't Bai Fumei, it wouldn't be so shabby, right? Let me explain first, I don't discriminate against farmers, but I am surprised that people like Nan Xing who go out to drive luxury cars and have hundreds of thousands of jewelry have such a background."

   "I still don't understand? This is the persona she created, just for sugar daddy and marrying a wealthy family."

   "What's the use of that? Could it be that when you get married, please invite your parents to attend, so that others can't smell the chicken manure on her body?"

  Nan Xing's eyes were red, and her self-esteem hidden in the deepest part was finally crushed completely at this moment.

"Who asked you to come?" Nan Xing walked over and pushed the two of them, "Didn't I say, don't come to my school? Why do you always let me be pointed at? I'm really fed up with your poverty So, I really don't want to be born by you at all."

  Father Nan slapped his hands after listening to it: "Dog, what are you talking about?"

   "Don't touch me! You're really dirty and smelly."

  This time, Nan's father stepped forward and pulled his hair directly: "The things that have no heart, the books have been read into the dog's stomach."

"Old man, forget it. Since Nan Xing thinks that we have lost her people, let's go." Nan's mother took Nan's father's arm and said, "Who made us from the countryside and not worthy of her college student status? Let's go." . "

"For your college living expenses, my mother and I can't even bear the two yuan bus fare. We walked to the city to wash dishes and work. We have to go out before dawn every day, and we can't go home after sunset. This is how you repay us when the school is full of food?"

   "When you were young, you wore other people's clothes, used other people's things, and ate other people's leftovers. Why didn't you hate it?"

   "Old man, don't talk about it." Nan's mother grabbed her husband's sleeve and said, "Go home and pretend that we never had this daughter."

  At this moment, Nan Xing seemed to be being tortured.

   In front of everyone, bit by bit, piece by piece, they were stripped of their clothes.

  She hid her deepest inferiority complex, and at this moment, it was exposed in front of everyone.

"As long as you give some of the good things you got from the rich second generation to your family, you won't have the scene today." Tong La stood aside and sneered, "Nan Xing, you are really poor, not just people. If you are poor, your heart will be poorer."

   "Congratulations, you will feel like running naked wherever you go in the future. Now the whole world knows your origin, so no matter how hard you try in the future, you won't be able to change the way the world sees you, but you deserve it."

   "Uncles and aunts do have the smell of labor, but normal people can accept and understand it, and you... are a stench."

   "Mr. Jiang, thank you today, Ruijing, let's go."

  Tong La doesn't want to waste time on Nan Xing.

  So, after thanking you, I took Ruijing and left the office.

  The rest of the audience also felt that there was nothing to watch, so they pursed their lips, left a look of disdain and turned away.

   "Old man, let's go too. I just saw a lot of express boxes in the school. Let's go and collect them. They can be sold for a lot of money."

  At this moment, Nan Xing went crazy and let out a scream that distorted her facial features. Then, she rushed out of the department head's office and ran on the wide road of the school.

  However, she felt that every look cast on her was full of contempt and ridicule, as if everyone was stepping on her head and humiliating.

The plagiarism has been exposed, the school has to drop out of school, and now the identity of the poor is still known to everyone, Nan Xing feels that this Jinchuan, she really can't stay, she just wants to find someone who no one cares about. bury herself, so that no one will laugh at her for being poor, shabby, or smelly.

   But, where is there such a place?

   "Lin Wanli, you won, you really won."

  …

  Early in the morning, Lin Wanli ate the plagiarism melon from Xingdun School. By the way, she also found out that Tong La liked a music teacher.

  In fact, last night she arranged for Yanqiu to pick up Nan Xing's parents to sing an opera after she was sent back to Aunt Seven, but unexpectedly, Song Huaishu was one step ahead of her.

  Obviously, Lord Xiao wanted to go with her, and if he wanted to completely break through Nan Xing's psychological defense and let her know her fear and fear, then she had to know her real weakness.

  The background is the eternal thorn in her heart.

  She is a persona and a sugar daddy, all in order to climb out of the swamp at the bottom, but she doesn't know the words "sinking deep in the mud". The greatest pain of a person comes from wanting too much.

   However, Lin Wanli felt that Lord Xiao should not only pick up people, but also have other arrangements. So, Lin Wanli called Song Huaishu.

  When Song Huaishu received the call, Nan Xing had already drunk. It was the same thing that Lin Wanli drank in the hotel two years ago. It's really cheap for her, and she didn't arrange a man for her.

   "The Southern Star is with you?"

   "Miss Lin, two years ago, this person betrayed his friend and stabbed you. You should taste this wine today." Song Huaishu specially changed his words in order to conceal the relationship between Lin Wanli and Huo Yixiao.

   "Send people to Yujing Peak." Lin Wanli ordered calmly.

  She didn't think Song Huaishu would do anything too much, but she felt that she should make a break with Nan Xing in person.

   "As ordered."

   After answering the phone, Song Huaishu packed the person and sent him to Yujingfeng's garden. When Nan Xing was thrown in front of Lin Wanli, she was already hot and almost lost her mind.

   "You don't need to dirty your hands for this kind of person in the future, do you understand what I mean?" Lin Wanli asked Song Huaishu.

  Song Huaishu scratched his head and nodded. After being in the circle for a long time, they talked more or less about the rules of the rivers and lakes. They believed in an eye for an eye and an eye for an eye.

  But Lin Wanli hoped that their hands would be clean, it's not worth the stain on this kind of life.

   "Do what you have to do."

   Song Huaishu nodded, even though Nan Xing looked extremely embarrassed, he didn't take a second look. In his heart, Nan Xing owed Lin Wanli, so he didn't feel that he was too much, but he would not touch any other things that exceeded the bottom line of morality.

  Song Huaishu left with confidence, because he knew that Lin Wanli understood him as much as he understood Huo Yixiao.

   At this point, only Lin Wanli and the painful Nan Xing were left in the yard. Master Xiao went to Diheng, Yanqiu had other tasks, and was not in Yujingfeng, only Aunt Seven came down to make tea during the period, and Aunt Seven stayed with Youran in the children's room at other times.

  Lin Wanli gave Nan Xing enough time and space to lose his composure.

She sat on the chair and drank tea leisurely, then, she raised her eyes, looked at Nan Xing, and said calmly: "You seem to have forgotten what you did to me in the hotel two years ago, today, let's recall it carefully, cure Cure amnesia."

  (end of this chapter)