What’s the matter? Can’t a love rival become your wife?

"Hello, classmate. My name is Zhang Ruo."

In the study room.

The foreign aid Xie Meng called had already put down his schoolbag, smiled gently, and greeted Bai Zhenyu.

Listening to this person's voice and looking at his appearance, it is difficult to tell his gender.

However, I don't know if it's my illusion, Bai Zhenyu always feels that this person gives her a familiar feeling.

It's like...

I have seen someone with a very similar temperament somewhere.

Because of this confusion, Bai Zhenyu couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Zhang Ruo squinted and smiled throughout the whole process. He looked very kind, but it was hard to see through his thoughts.

The two did not communicate more words throughout the whole process.

Bai Zhenyu even moved to the outer circle involuntarily, keeping a greater distance from the other party.

As a social phobic patient, I really don't like to establish social relationships with strangers.

"Okay, okay! I called you here for study, not for you to pick up girls." Xie Meng stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhang Ruo: "Here, Miss Zhang, please be merciful and help me translate this document!"

Miss Zhang?

This title made Bai Zhenyu stunned.

It turned out that this pretty boy wearing casual men's clothes and a shaved head was a girl!

It really surprised Bai Zhenyu secretly.

The girls in this big city are really very unique.

Zhang Ruo stretched out her hand, took the English document handed by Xie Meng, and asked Xie Meng for a pen.

Xie Meng slapped her forehead: "Hey, where's my pen? It was just here!"

This made Zhang Ruo speechless: "Are you really here to study?"

After saying that, Zhang Ruo looked at Bai Zhenyu, who had a complete set of stationery: "Classmate, can you lend me a pen?"

"Oh, what kind of pen do you want?"

Bai Zhenyu flipped through her transparent pencil case.

She had a lot of stationery for a serious poor student, including all kinds of pens, including pencils, colorful ballpoint pens, gel pens, and even color-changing colorful pens. She also bought a lot of girly things, such as a heart-shaped pencil sharpener, a thumb-sized cat pendant, and the most eye-catching one was a palm-sized pink Hello Kitty eraser.

Zhang Ruo looked at the eraser with a smile: "Anything is fine, it's not an exam."

Bai Zhenyu said "Oh" again and handed her a black gel pen.

At this time, Zhang Ruo was sitting diagonally opposite Bai Zhenyu, sitting in the same row as Xie Meng.

When Bai Zhenyu handed the pen over, Zhang Ruo didn't think much about it and stretched out her hand to take it, but Bai Zhenyu seemed to be afraid of being touched by something dirty, and quickly let go before they had physical contact.

Hearing the slight sound of the pen falling on the wooden table, Xie Meng said "Hmm?" and looked up at the two of them.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing happened." Miss Zhang Ruo just smiled faintly and held the pen in her hand: "But I'm going to play basketball later, and I only have half an hour of rest time, so I may not be able to finish translating this document for you."

Xie Meng said "Ouch": "Miss, please help! It's not a big deal if we don't play basketball for a day, but if we don't finish reviewing today, we will die tomorrow."

"Then what's the benefit of me helping you?"

Zhang Ruo held her chin.

Although she said this to Xie Meng, her eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Bai Zhenyu, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

Bai Zhenyu felt the sight from the opposite corner.

She was a little scared and wanted to slip away.

Um, damn... why didn't Jiang Ning come!

Did she really just pass by by chance and didn't know she was in the library?

Impossible!

They were not schoolmates, and Jiang Ning was a truant girl. She couldn't have swum here even if she was sleepwalking.

So, why was Jiang Ning outside?

And it happened to be at this time and this place?

Bai Zhenyu was inexplicably annoyed: what a nasty guy, he didn't come when he should, and he came when he shouldn't!

The two people opposite her were still chatting as if no one was around.

Xie Meng snorted: "Benefits? Okay, I'll treat you to a meal?"

Zhang Ruo shook her head and rejected the proposal: "I've had enough of the food from restaurants outside."

"Then, I'll ask my chef to cook, and you come to my house to eat?"

"I've had enough too."

"Miss Zhang, if you say that, I don't know how else I can thank you!"

"Is this document material used by you, Miss Xie?"

The topic seemed to have finally come to the point after being unraveled.

Xie Meng and Zhang Ruo raised their heads at the same time and looked at Bai Zhenyu who was sitting opposite them.

Bai ZhenYu's heart tightened, and she stood up all of a sudden: "I... I don't have money, I can't afford to treat you to a meal!"

Her voice was a little loud, and everyone in the back row of the study room looked over at the same time.

Zhang Ruo burst out laughing: "Classmate, calm down. In fact, we don't have to go out of school to eat anything, the quality of the school's food is also good."

Hearing this, Xie Meng looked at her in surprise.

Is this what Miss Zhang can say?

This guy is so thin because he is too picky about food!

You know, every time you treat Zhang Ruo to a meal, it is a job that kills a lot of brain cells. She is not only picky about the origin and freshness of the ingredients, but also picky about the hygiene of the chef and the kitchen. She wants to use a magnifying glass to carefully check every inch!

Every time she cooks for her, the chef has to wash his hands dozens of times and change several pairs of disposable gloves. After cooking, everyone has a look of despair.

Can such a picky person agree to eat in the school cafeteria?

Xie Meng narrowed her eyes: This guy really didn't come to help her review her lessons sincerely, he came to pick up girls!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cast an envious look at Bai Zhenyu.

Although Zhang Ruo was famous for being a playboy, she was very financially capable and willing to take responsibility. Every girlfriend she had ever been with received a lot of breakup fees.

If classmate Bai Zhenyu could seize the opportunity, she would be able to rise to the top in the future.

"I... I only have five yuan in my meal card." Bai Zhenyu looked embarrassed: "I think I... can't afford to treat you to a meal in the cafeteria."

Zhang Ruo: "..."

Xie Meng: "..."

Hey, no, sister?

Is it really okay for you to say such a ridiculous thing so sincerely?

You don't really have only five yuan!

(Bai Zhenyu: I never lie.)

"Then, I think you should at least treat each of us to a steamed bun." Zhang Ruo hadn't given up yet, and she decided how to use the last five yuan in Bai Zhenyu's card: "Let's do it this way. I'll hurry up and translate it for you."

Bai Zhenyu looked at her doubtfully.

One steamed bun per person, that's all?

The reward and the effort are totally disproportionate.

At this time, a sentence inexplicably appeared in her mind: If you are too attentive to others, you are either a traitor or a thief!

"I don't owe her money, and she doesn't have any leverage in her hands. She is nice to me, she must want to harm me! City people have so many tricks, you can't trust them, you can't trust them at all."

Bai Zhenyu subconsciously grabbed her backpack.

She felt the hard nutcracker through the fabric of the backpack, and she felt a little relieved.

She had already decided that when Zhang Ruo had almost finished translating, she would go to the nearest cafeteria, buy two big buns, hand the buns in one hand and the information in the other, and then run away!