Chapter 475

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As soon as Huo Wenhua left, many young talents with a certain purpose approached Yang Zimei. Whether it was pretending to be humorous, handsome, or pretending to be demeanor, there was only one purpose, and that was to inquire about her background and background. , and see if you can attract her.

For these people, Yang Zimei only smiled faintly, polite, but alienated and indifferent.

This makes it seem even more mysterious.

"Oh, what are you kidding, she comes from a famous family?" In the crowd, Yang Zimei heard a familiar female voice sneering again.

Following the voice, it was actually Murong Yan.

I thought that Murong Yan had transferred schools, and the two of them would never have the chance to meet again.

Unexpectedly, the enemy's road is narrow again.

Murong Yan was wearing a pink and light yellow dress, and said to the female companions by her side: "She, she used to be my classmate, I am most familiar with it."

When everyone heard it, they all perked up their ears.

Especially Lan Luo, who hurriedly approached Murongyan and asked, "What kind of thing is she?"

"Hehe, everyone, don't lift her up. What famous family? What princess pie? It's just a joke. Her family's ancestors have been farmers for eighteen generations, and the family is average, but relying on her ability to pinch her will be considered a fool." Murongyan sneered. road.

Since she was forced to transfer schools, she hated Yang Zimei to the core.

Thinking that my uncle wasn't here now, I forgot his instructions and began to show off my arrogance. Seeing Yang Zimei as the focus, I felt very uncomfortable.

"real?"

When Lan Luo heard this, he was excited.

She listened to everyone's discussion just now, and realized that Yang Zimei's origin might not be simple, so she was secretly a little scared, afraid that she would be retaliated by Yang Zimei.

Now that Murong Yan said this, her heart calmed down.

It turned out that she was just a country girl, what's there to be afraid of?

"Of course it's true. I know exactly who her family lives and where they live." Murong Yan sneered, looking at Yang Zimei provocatively.

Yang Zimei smiled faintly.

She has never been ashamed of her origin, and she doesn't even want to pretend to be someone from a famous family.

Now that Murong Yan helped her clarify, she also ended up being quiet, lest so many people with ghosts come over and have to aggrieve herself and say polite words.

Lan Luo stubbornly inquired about the words from Murong Yan, and told Luo Yingjin with more jealousy. After speaking, she said with a look of contempt: "What do you think it is? It turned out to be just a deceived goddess. It's just a stick, it's really disgusting, I pretend to be a ghost at a young age, I don't understand how Huo Lao was deceived by her..."

Luo Yingjin didn't answer her, but looked thoughtfully at Yang Zimei, who was scorned, despised, or puzzled by everyone.

Yang Zimei was still like an outsider, and continued to drink tea with Lin Qingmei indifferently, joking softly, not taking these discussions to heart at all, and her eyes were calm and clear, still clear.

He suddenly felt that no matter what her background was, she should be a strong background, and any other background would only become her useless decoration.

At this time, Song Xuan came over, "The auction is about to start, let's go in."

"OK."

Yang Zimei helped Lin Qingmei up, nodded, and followed Song Xuan into the auction venue.

This auction venue is magnificently furnished and has a very high style. It is simply not comparable to the previous auction venue in City A.

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