Huang Wenwen was determined that there was no surveillance here, and Han Yurou could not argue.

She was wearing a striped skirt with small suspenders, her arms folded, and her posture was arrogant. She had the temper of a young lady, and she had disliked Han Yurou for a long time.

"I direct and act." Han Yurou was too lazy to talk to her, "I haven't asked you to pay for my laptop."

"Joanna, what's your attitude? If you damage other people's things, shouldn't you pay for it?"

"First, I didn't damage it, you dropped the lipstick on my notebook intentionally; second, my notebook was stained by your lipstick, should you also compensate me? Huang Wenwen, can you tell me

Does it make sense?"

"Can you tell me the truth? I have my own limited edition lipstick, why should I break it? You broke my lipstick and still refuse to admit it, Joanna, you are really awesome."

Han Yurou really couldn't believe it. This woman was simply confusing right and wrong.

She took away her notebook and glanced at Huang Wenwen: "I won't pay for your lipstick. I don't accept the frame-up. Huang Wenwen, don't bring discredit to the class. You were the one who deliberately sat in my class from the beginning.

position."

Han Yurou didn't buy it and walked away.

There are so many places in the library that she never imagined that if she didn't provoke others, others would provoke her.

Huang Wenwen sneered, looked at Han Yurou's back, and said nothing.

Han Yurou went to the second floor again. She still had a lot of exercises to finish, and she wouldn't think about them.

What's more, Huang Wenwen is the second generation of rich people, her family is in very good condition, and she likes to dominate others in everything. There are many people who flatter and flatter her, so there is no need for Han Yurou to quarrel with her.

The weather is very nice today. When Han Yurou gets tired from doing exercises, she habitually looks out the window.

Outside, there are green grass and countless bustling businesses. The scorching summer sun is scorching the earth, and the air seems to be filled with a layer of heat.

She works very hard before the end of every semester, often getting up at five o'clock in the morning to memorize vocabulary and texts. She wants not only scholarships, but also credits and certificates, which are all things that can prove her ability.

If possible, she would like to find a better job so that she could have the life she wanted, just like she had dreamed of before.

For dinner in the evening, Han Yurou casually went to the cafeteria to eat something.

The food was not to her liking, so she stopped eating after only a few bites and planned to go back to the study room to read.

Before the end of the term, she would turn down her part-time job, and her boss understood her and allowed her to take the exam in peace and just make up for it after the exam.

There were not many people in the self-study classroom, so she quietly walked to the seat at the back and immersed herself in doing the questions.

She didn't know what was going on, but after touching her for about ten minutes, she always felt like someone was looking at her.

But as soon as she raised her head, the students in front of her all turned their heads, pretending to be nonchalant.

Did she think too much?

Han Yurou didn't pay attention and continued to do her homework.

The night light was soft and quiet, pouring down her long black hair and shining on her notebook and pen tip.

She writes "swish" words in the exercise book, and frowns when she encounters a question she doesn't know.

After another ten minutes, she seemed to hear someone whispering in the classroom. Han Yurou frowned and raised her head again. She suddenly realized that these classmates seemed to be talking about her.

It was difficult to hear clearly from a distance, but Han Yurou was sure that they were talking about her.
Chapter completed!