Chapter 1 Elite High School (3)
"Don't worry, the merchant already knows that Yinyue has heart disease and can't have children. He's just letting her continue with the act because he's already started it. That merchant Le Bin is really looking for a hen that can lay eggs, not a sickly beauty."
"Little house, the pressure of homework in public high school is really abnormal. If I really skip class for a month, I absolutely won't be able to catch up with the progress. I don't want my hard-earned grades from two years to be ruined by this kind of childish blind date. I promise you, as long as you help me get through this month smoothly, I will definitely make sure that my brother accompanies you back to your hometown to complete your divorce plan, how about it?"
"Not only that, I've already helped you settle with the organizing committee of the competition. When you come back in a month, you can directly participate in the semi-finals of the 'Finding a Needle in the Ocean' cooking competition. If you really have the skills to squeeze into the top 10 finals, you can immediately sign a contract with Shadow Moon's dad's six-star hotel as an apprentice chef. They have all kinds of delicious Chinese and Western cuisine, and there's also a salary of 6,000 yuan per month."
"Little house, from now on remember, your name is Wei Yingyue, thank you!"
That's it!
Under the repeated requests of Princess Wei Yingyue, and under the repeated temptations of Princess Ye Qiuyun, Fang Xiaolong impulsively accepted the admission notice, defaulting on this absurd transaction.
Just one month, as long as I can get through this month's shadow, I can escape the nightmare of being a married woman, and also have the opportunity to find a job, stay in Shanghai and be self-sufficient, without having to go back to the village and be forced into marriage with the son of the clan leader by my parents. Just one month is all it takes!
Alas...
She let out another sigh and slipped her feet again. Looking at the school gate in front of her, Xiaoling also clearly understood her current situation, and she had completely lost the opportunity to regret it.
Since that's the case, Xiao Ling didn't hesitate any longer, slightly lifted her chin, forcing herself to 'remember' that she was Princess Wei Yingyue, and took a step forward with feet that still trembled slightly.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Yu Guang found that someone seemed to be calling him, Fang Xiaoling instinctively looked towards the source of the sound and was immediately overwhelmed by the aura and killing intent of this stunning girl.
It was just a light blue denim jacket with jeans, it was the simplest long hair draped over the shoulder, it was just a faint smile that barely reached friendly politeness, yet easily combined into an indescribable radiant body.
As the girl gradually approached in front of him, Fang Xiaoliang saw more clearly her delicate facial features and the slender curves inside the open coat.
"Excuse me, what's your name? Are you a transfer student from Elite High School?"
Facing Zhen Yiyan's gentle inquiry, Fang Xiaoling almost blurted out her real name, fortunately the three words 'transfer student' woke up her sanity, allowing the strokes that had already reached her lips to be rearranged in an instant and changed into the protagonist she was portraying.
"My name is Wei Yingyue, a new student transferred to Class C of Senior Three."
" Wei - Ying - Yue? The Wei family? Oh, so she's not the mixed-blood prince Chen Zhihong's cousin, but indeed one of the showgirls in this selection. But, my god, what is with her getup? This hair, these glasses, this big momma down jacket, and this low-key commoner aura..."
In less than ten seconds, Zhen Yiyen immediately saw a row of large characters on Fang Xiaoling's forehead:
"Absolutely don't choose China!"
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