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I lay down, preparing to take a nap, when people started streaming into the dormitory.
What’s going on??
“Wow, I’ve liked this bag for such a long time, but it’s just too expensive to buy. Thank you, Jiang Qing.”
“Jiang Qing, your family is just too rich. Can you really just take all these designer clothes?”
Jiang Qing shot me a glance. “Of course! I’m not like some people who are stingy. So what if I’m Jiang Che’s sister? He only makes money off his fans. Everything here is luxury goods; feel free to take whatever you want. We have plenty at home. But one thing—Jiang Mu’s friends aren’t allowed to take anything.”
Everyone felt a bit awkward.
After all, we had just received VIP tickets from Jiang Mu last night.
A few classmates had already set their things down and walked over to Jiang Mu.
Jiang Qing pointed at them. “You all better think carefully. Tickets for the competition can be bought with money, but these luxury items…”
What Jiang Qing said made sense.
Everyone here was sharp; they knew what to choose at this moment.
Qu Ying picked up a piece of clothing and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Jiang Qing, your family is really impressive. The brand only promoted this on their official website and hasn’t even officially launched it yet, but you already have so many pieces. Just remember to find a better factory next time; this one is already fraying before it’s even worn.”
When the classmates saw it, they realized it was true and began tossing aside the clothes in their hands. “Jiang Qing, we’re all classmates; you don’t need to trick us with fake goods.”
Jiang Qing's face flushed, and he gritted his teeth to explain to himself: "I don't have any." I looked at the familiar bag brand. Isn't this the brand my mother created for me? There are only ten bags in this series, and Jiang Qing has fifteen. It's really... I opened the promotion of Official Website and stared at Jiang Qing. "Munaer only produced ten of this bag, not so many, and each bag has a code from one to ten. You have a lot." So, the bag is also fake. Xu Xi pointed at the cosmetics: "Oh my God, the clothes and bags are all fake, these cosmetics are not fake, I dare not use the things Jiang Qing gave me." Everyone chose to stand on Jiang Mu's side, and only a few people left the group chat. Jiang Qing: "Jiang Mu, I will not let you go." After the farce ended, I couldn't sleep, so I invited Qu Ying and Xu Xi to dinner. "The hotpot restaurant at the school gate is really good. The taste is strong and just what I want." "Is it too spicy?" "I think it's okay." After coming back from dinner, I pushed the door open and saw Jiang Qing holding my bag.
She carefully compared the identification method mentioned on the official website.
"It really is identical. How could she afford such an expensive bag?"
I felt somewhat speechless.
With my arms crossed, I leaned against the doorframe, watching her with a half-smile.
I watched Jiang Qing pull out her fake bag, intending to swap it for my real one.
"Are you done swapping?"
I suddenly spoke up, startling Jiang Qing. She stood there holding two bags, awkwardly unsure of what to do.
I turned to Qu Ying. "Did you get it all on camera?"
Qu Ying held her phone up to my face. "It's all recorded."
Jiang Qing tried to defend herself. "I just wanted to see what the difference is between our two bags. I didn't mean to swap your real bag for my fake one."
I feigned realization and said, "So you were trying to secretly switch my real bag."
Jiang Qing stammered, "You... you better delete that video right now, or I'll—"
Before she could finish, I jumped in, "You'll tell your mom? Go ahead!"
She took her phone and walked over to the balcony, starting to complain to her mother.
A few minutes later, she returned, waving her phone in front of me. "My mom said if you dare to send that video out, you'll see the consequences."
I recommended a public account to her.
"Don't think you can win me over unless you're willing to give me that bag. Then I might consider forgiving you," Jiang Qing said.
I gestured for her to open the public account and take a look.
"I think you're seriously ill. You should hurry and get it checked out; there might still be a chance for treatment."
The public account specialized in treating mental illnesses.
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On Friday night, my mom asked me to come home, saying she had prepared a gift for me.
I didn't need to guess what it was.
At the school gate, I got into the principal's car. "Grandpa."
My grandpa patted my head. "It's been days since I've seen my Mu Mu; I missed you so much."
A photo of my grandpa and me was taken and posted online.
The BBS exploded instantly.
"What the hell, what is the relationship between Jiang Mu and our principal? Why do I feel like the usually serious principal has such a doting look in his eyes?"
"They both have the surname Jiang. Could they be relatives?"
"Jiang Mu's identity is incredible! An E-Sports God brother, and now even the principal is her relative. This... is too amazing."
On the BBS, a user named Pineapple Ball commented, "Do we even need to think about this? It must be some improper relationship."
In the next moment, her comment was bombarded by others.
"If you can talk, say something worthwhile. If you can't, just shut up. You can insult anyone, but please don't insult the principal. If you're not aware of his glorious record, you can look it up online."
"This clearly looks like a freshman. I'll ask my computer science friend to check your address and see which dorm building you're in."
Jiang Qing saw this comment and was so scared that she immediately turned off her phone and went home.
"Mom and Dad, do you know who Jiang Mu's biological parents are? Are they particularly poor people?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she received a slap that turned her face.
"Dad, are you crazy? I'm your daughter! Why are you hitting me?!"
Jiang Qifeng covered his heart with his hand. "You little brat, do you have any idea who Jiang Mu is? She's the daughter of the Wealthy Jiang Family! How dare you provoke her?"
Jiang Qing couldn't care about the pain anymore. "Impossible! Did you check wrong? How could she possibly be from the Jiang Family?"
Jiang Qifeng sat on the sofa in despair, as if he had aged decades overnight.
"The Jiang Family has already taken action against our group, claiming that you bullied their daughter at school. Our company's finances are now facing a huge crisis. If we can't get through this, our family will have to declare bankruptcy."
The word "bankruptcy" struck a nerve with Jiang Qing.
"No, we can't declare bankruptcy. I won't be able to hold my head up in front of my classmates."
Jiang Qifeng was angry but lacked the strength to scold her.
Zhao Yuan said, "We've supported her for so many years, and Jiang Mu doesn't even appreciate it. Instead, she attacks our family's business. I told you she was an ungrateful wolf; see, I was right."
Jiang Qing agreed, "Exactly! Without us, she would have been dead long ago."
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan thought of an idea. "Honey, I have a way to turn this around."
She leaned in and whispered her plan.
Jiang Qifeng disagreed, "That's too dangerous."
Zhao Yuan replied, "Do you really want to watch the company go bankrupt and have us sleeping on the streets?"
In the end, Jiang Qifeng reluctantly agreed.
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