Mo Shapinghui's cold has already subsided, so she took off the mask.
On her petite face, she wore a large black sunglasses, making her skin look even whiter and cleaner. Her nose was small, and her cherry lips were rosy and adorable.
The fairy was dressed in a beautiful and pure princess dress, sitting quietly in her seat. The sunlight seemed to have gilded her with a soft veil.
Her appearance immediately stunned everyone in the class.
"Yesterday I thought she was an ugly girl, but I didn't expect her to be so beautiful."
Someone jealously said, "Shut up, this is just pretty? If she were truly a beautiful woman, why would she have to wear sunglasses? Maybe her eyes are squinting eyes."
Everyone was talking, and someone threw out a juicy piece of information.
"Hey, I'll tell you, she's not a connection person."
"How do you know?"
"I saw her poor student application. Her family has three children, and they live a tight life. How could she be a connection person?"
"Then why has her student ID been retained until now? The school is exceptionally lenient towards her."
"You look at her appearance and you'll understand."
The implication was that Mo Shapinghui, with this face, must have hooked up with some big shot, so she got the privilege.
All of a sudden, everyone's opinion of her reversed again.
They originally thought she was a connection person of noble birth, but it turned out she sold her body for it. Truly unexpected.
Fang Yanran, upon hearing these rumors, couldn't help but defend Mo Shapinghui, "Don't be too harsh on her!"
These people had no evidence, how could they slander Shapinghui like this?
They are still college students from prestigious universities, less civilized than the trolls on the internet.
"Hey, why are you defending her? Don't you want to stray your legs and use this to rise to the top? Ha ha ha."
The leading male said many vulgar and lewd words, causing a round of laughter.
"Those of you!" Fang Yanran clenched her fists, her eyes red with anger.
Mo Shapinghui pulled on her arm, "Yanran, we don't need to listen to them." These people's malice towards her came out of nowhere. Even if she explained again and again, they wouldn't listen.
It would be better to just ignore their words.
"Never thought there would be such a person in college." Fang Yanran wiped her tears and sat back next to Mo Shapinghui.
Mo Shapinghui comforted, "The innocent will clear themselves. I don't care what they say."
The boys who laughed at Mo Shapinghui called him Shap.
His family had a little money, but in Beixi City, it was just an unimportant family. Before that, he happened to meet Lu Yunxiang at a banquet.
Shap sent a message to Lu Yunxiang: "Sister, I have followed your instructions and made everyone isolate and exclude Mo Shapinghui. Don't worry, I promise she will voluntarily drop out of school and go home within three months."
Lu Yunxiang replied: "Good job, increase the pressure."
Shap: "Okay. I will send more people to harass her."
Before seeing Mo Shapinghui, Lu Yunxiang had a strong sense of crisis.
She bribed the hospital nurse and learned Mo Shapinghui's name and identity. She also knew she was studying at Finance University, exactly the same major and class as one of Lu Yunxiang's flatterers.
So Lu Yunxiang found Shap, this flatterer, and asked him to spread rumors in school, forcing Mo Shapinghui to drop out.
It would be best for her to return to the small county in the suburbs and quickly find a poor person to marry, so she would never appear in Beixi City again.
This way, it would avoid the Lu family finding her.
However, the nurse was afraid of the power of the Fu family and didn't dare to tell Lu Yunxiang that Mo Shapinghui was admitted to the hospital arranged by the Fu family. So Lu Yunxiang didn't know yet that Mo Shapinghui was related to the Fu family. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so brazen.
Shap sent another line: "Sister, how do I feel? This Mo Shapinghui looks a bit like you?"
Lu Yunxiang couldn't stand this sentence. She typed furiously: "Do what you should do, control your mouth, or I won't be so polite to you."
Shap: "Yes, yes, yes, I said something wrong."
After finishing her class, Mu Shaping and Fang Yanran stood under the tree together waiting.
The setting sun cast its rays on her clean skirt, as if painting a vivid and colorful oil painting.
Many male college students around were secretly looking at her.
Fu Shichan came up to Mu Shaping and extended his hand to her, "Let's go."
Mu Shaping pursed her lips and gave a gentle smile, "Sir, why are you here again?"
"I just finished my work and decided to pick you up and take you home."
But in fact, Fu Shichan still had a lot of important work to finish. He was supposed to be attending an international conference, but was rushed to the school by a call from the old lady and picked up his wife from school.
"Your own wife, you don't go to pick her up. You let someone else do it. Is this reasonable?"
"When Shaping becomes someone else's wife, you'll have plenty of time to cry!"
These two sentences drove Fu Dazhong out of the company.
When Fu Shichan came over earlier, he naturally saw the admiring and yearning gazes from those young men.
It's hard to say, but the old lady was indeed foresighted.
Mu Shaping had a pure and obedient face like a first love, and the college students all looked at her as if they had never seen a woman before, eager to rush towards her.
Although Fu Shichan only regarded Mu Shaping as his nominal wife, since she was still on his family's household register, no one else could covet her.
Fu Shichan held Mu Shaping's hand and said, "Let's go."
Mu Shaping greeted Fang Yanran, "Yanran, I'm going home now. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
On the way back, Mu Shaping thought, every time Fang Yanran saw Mr. Fu, she would be stunned.
Is the old man really so ugly?
Probably even more ugly than she imagined. It should be described as "extremely ugly."
I wonder how many people have treated him with cold stares and ridicule because of his appearance.
Thinking of this, Mu Shaping voluntarily grasped his warm big hand, "Sir, don't care too much about what others think."
Her random words made Fu Shichan puzzled. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Huh?"
"Even if you are the most beautiful, having only an appearance is just superficial. The sincerity and kindness in your heart are what make a person truly important."
The little girl wasn't good at comforting others. These words were something she had racked her brains to come up with.
It turns out that she had been thinking for a long time without raising her head, trying to figure out how to comfort him.
A trace of smile passed through Fu Shichan's eyes. "You're right."
However, the sincerity and kindness he had were nowhere to be found in him. Mu Shaping had thought that Fu Shichan would directly take her home, but she didn't expect that he would lead her to the car.
This time, she wasn't on an ordinary transportation vehicle, but on the previous nine-figure luxury car. The change could be noticed from the seats.
Mu Shaping raised her little face and said innocently, "I thought you sold this car."
"Why sell it?"
"To treat my eyes."
Fu Shichan couldn't help laughing and curled his lips. "Don't worry, your husband isn't poor to this extent."