Rebirth: Pampered Wife’s Counterattack

“It’s Fang Xinxin who asked to switch seats…” Wu Jiatong refused to give up.

“Drawing lots is the most ‘fair’ method.” Jiang Xingnan’s expression was stony. “If everyone insists they don’t want their allocated seats, what’s the point of drawing lots? Scram back to your seat!”

Wu Jiatong returned to her own desk with a humiliated expression. She glared harshly at Fang Xinxin. She was certain that the damned woman knew that Brother Nan hated breaking the rules and had intentionally tricked her into embarrassing herself!

Fang Xinxin knew that Wu Jiatong had feelings for Jiang Xingnan. She had created an opportunity for her with good intentions.

To think that Wu Jiatong was not grateful. She even shot a hateful look at her.

Since this sort of person treated good intentions like trash, she would grant her the wish.

Thus, Xinxin headed for the empty seat next to Jiang Xingnan.

The young employee saw this and rushed to place the large bouquet on the desk. He did not wait for Fang Xinxin to sign his receipt and immediately ran out of the classroom.

“Hey…” By the time Fang Xinxin tried to call him back, he was a significant distance away.

She stared at the large bouquet. It was bigger than a bomb and it occupied the entirety of her table. She felt slightly upset.

The entire classroom was filled with the scent of fresh roses.

Indeed, a large bouquet like this was rather expensive. Most people would not be able to afford this.

In her past life, after she was married, she did not receive flowers even once.

During those ten years with Bai Qinghao, the man who did not possess a single romantic cell, did not buy her any flowers.

Every girl had a soft spot for flowers. They were a romantic gift.

Unfortunately, she was afraid that Bai Qinghao would be unhappy and did not dare to accept the flowers. She guessed that she would have to toss these into the trash bin.

She asked Jiang Xingnan coldly. “Are these flowers from you?”

“Hmph.” Jiang Xingnan’s lips curved slightly but he did not respond directly.

Fang Xinxin sat down by his side and suppressed her voice to say, “Is there a point in arranging our desks to be side by side?”

“Tsk, who would want to share a desk with an ugly woman like you?” Jiang Xingnan shot her a look of disdain. “I’m sitting with you because I’m unlucky.”

As if Fang Xinxin would believe him.

In fact, she wasn’t supposed to be late for class today. However, on the way here she encountered a girl kneeling on the ground. She had been clutching her stomach with a pale complexion, claiming that her stomach was unwell. She had begged Fang Xinxin to send her to the infirmary.

The girl was from Year 2, Class 1. As they were of the same age, and out of kindness from her heart, Fang Xinxin decided to be a good samaritan and help her.

Due to this delay, she became the last person to come into the classroom.

Now that she recalled this matter, she felt that the girl had been intentionally arranged by Jiang Xingnan to force her to pick the last chit.

All Jiang Xingnan had to do was to hold back the chit for his desk mate. When everyone was done picking the lots, he could then toss the final lot into the glass bottle and successfully force her into becoming his deskmate.

She was certain that when everyone had stirred up a commotion on their way to picking their lots, no one had noticed this small detail.

It had been too simple for Jiang Xingnan to carry out his scheme.

Fang Xinxin pursed her lips. “If you find the situation to be unlucky, why don’t you sit with Wu Jiatong?”

“That bitch clearly has feelings for this young master. Rather than letting her cling onto me,” Jiang Xingnan glanced at her coldly and pused. “I would rather endure your ugly appearance.”

“Must your lips be this stinky?” She was angered beyond measure.

Jiang Xingnan leaned close to her ear to whisper. “How about you check personally to see if my lips stink?”

He was someone who brushed his teeth twice daily. His teeth were sparkling white. As the school’s idol, it was only natural that his mouth was especially fragrant!

Fang Xinxin could not be bothered to respond to him.

Ya Lun stepped into the classroom in a charming blue dress shirt and suit pants at that moment. His gemstone-like blue eyes scanned through the classroom and finally paused on the bouquet of roses placed on Fang Xinxin’s desk.