The national school idol is a girl

Yao Jia looked on from the side, her mouth slightly curved. She had already expected this to happen. Who would be willing to accept the invitation of a fat pig?

She proposed such a method of play just to make Xue Yaoyao lose face.

It was also to let that person know that even if she entered the Jiang family, she was not worthy of being Jiang Zuo's sister.

Those who come out of the slums will never be on the same level as them.

If the other party is good-looking, knowledgeable and interested in flattering them, then forget it.

However, Xue Yaoyao has been here for so long without even a hint of expression.

He is just a poor man, why should he be so proud?

Xue Yaoyao also knew that the other party was deliberately embarrassing her again.

Maybe we will encounter such an occasion.

You clearly know what methods the other party uses and what intentions they have.

But for the sake of someone more important than herself, she couldn't resist or make a fuss, because once she showed something, people would criticize her again.

It's because her mother didn't teach her well. Children from ordinary families just don't know the basics and so on.

The smile is evident in his ears.

She stood there stiffly, wanting to throw it all away.

Yao Jia folded her arms and smiled softly: "Yao Yao, why don't you move? Go quickly, there is someone else over there."

"That's right, if you want to play, just play it and have fun."

"Go quickly."

People in a circle exclude one person.

This kind of behavior is often the most invisible killing.

The outlook of rich people is not necessarily better than that of those without money.

Things like three views have never been judged by age and wealth.

It’s just that rich people often use money as a weapon.

And some people really want to go after someone with money.

This phenomenon has existed since human beings.

That's why so many people help Yao Jia to resist Xue Yaoyao.

The longer this kind of thing is delayed, the more embarrassed Xue Yaoyao will be.

No one accepted her hug, which in itself hurt one's self-esteem.

Jiang Zuo held the wine glass with his fingers, his romantic peach blossom eyes showing signs of getting colder.

Just as his friend behind him was about to speak, he saw that for some reason, he took a step towards Xue Yaoyao.

However, no one thought that there was someone faster than him.

That was a slender and tall figure appearing behind Xue Yaoyao.

She has messy short silver hair with traces of snow on it.

Black diamond earrings paired with a leather jacket only made the man look handsome, luxurious, and as white as a vampire aristocrat.

Standing in front of a group of men in suits, he is unique.

It's because the figure is so handsome.

So everyone couldn't help but turn around and look this way.

Xue Yaoyao only felt her arm being pulled from behind, followed by a cool hug.

The young man's gentle and pleasant voice sounded so heart-warming: "I'm late because of the traffic jam. I was just behind you. Why didn't you invite me to hug you, eh?"

Xue Yaoyao wanted to cry a little bit, she really wanted to cry.

The side of his face was buried in the boy's shoulder, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If you really have nine palaces, you have nothing to fear.

Bo Jiu has always been unconditionally protective of Xue Yaoyao.

And she believes that protection is all relative.

When she faced online violence.

The girl in my arms was the first to speak.

As for people, they will have many friends in their lifetime.

But true friends.

But when you are attacked by thousands of people, you will stand up for you and not be afraid of those who will be implicated.