Sang Yu heard the voice and went away, frowning.

Met old classmates.

"Baitao?" Yan Xia didn't look good either.

Baitao is Sang Yu's high school classmate, in the same class.

If Sang Yu is a representative of a poor family but with good academic performance, then Baitao is one of the members of the arrogant and domineering rich second generation.

I bullied Sang Yu a lot when I was studying.

Sang Yu is not a perfect target of bullying. First, she will fight back, even if she doesn't want her life. Second, she has good academic performance and has a say in the teacher.

When she was bullied, she would take photos to provide evidence. If the teacher did not stand by her due to pressure from the students' parents, she would print out many photos and post them all over the school, and would also find reporters to expose them online.

Sang Yu's way of protecting herself is to fight tooth and nail and put everything at risk, because if she doesn't, she will be bullied to death.

So Baitao and the others only found displeasure in her.

If we never see each other for the rest of our lives, forget about it.

But when they meet again, they still dislike each other.

Baitao looked at Sang Yu with disdain, and then said to Yan Xia: "Why haven't you made any progress after so many years? Don't be in contact with poor people like Sang Yu all day long, it will lower your grade!"

"Yes." Yan Xia's red lips curled up: "Didn't you see that I saw you and didn't even say hello?"

After Baitao reacted, he said angrily: "Yan Xia, you are an idiot. Can't you see that Sang Yu is sucking your blood? She is playing with you just because she thinks about the money in your hand!"

Sang Yu and Yan Xia's expressions darkened.

When Baitao and his group bullied Sang Yu, Sang Yu punched Baitao hard in an indiscriminate counterattack, but he didn't kill her to death at that time.

Baitao is narrow-minded, and I still remember it now.

Now that he has met Sang Yu, how could he let her go so easily.

"Isn't it? Sang Yu, do you dare to say that you haven't received help from Yan Xia in so many years? Do you just say that the price of the gift is equal? ​​You just like Pang, and when you get close to Yan Xia, you are always pestering her like a blood-sucking insect. She, right?"

Yan Xia let out a "fuck" sound and cursed: "Shut your stinky mouth!"

"Have you touched on a sore point?" Baitao said with a smile: "Sang Yu, don't say that I wronged you. Why don't you go to the bar with me? I'll call someone over. If you have money to buy us a drink, just treat it as I think it’s okay! But I guess you only have a few thousand dollars in your pocket and you won’t even buy a bottle of wine!”

"You haven't grown up after all these years." Yan Xia looked disgusted: "Do you think we are very free? We have time to play house with you!"

Baitao was furious: "What's wrong with me being childish? I have childish capital, does Sang Yu have it? No!"

"You're right." Sang Yu said suddenly.

Baitao and Yan Xia looked at her at the same time.

Sang Yu looked into Bai Tao's eyes and gently tugged her lips: "Xia Xia did help me a lot, but I don't need to prove to you whether I have sex or not. Bai Tao, we hate each other, and your attack on me , I just treat you as farting here, other than that, I don’t care about any word you say, do you understand?”

After hearing this, Baitao's face became extremely ugly, maybe she was angry, and she shouted loudly: "Sang Yu, when I was a student, I was still very simple, so I had no way to deal with a gangster like you who grew up at the bottom of society. But do you think you can continue to be so proud?!"

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