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Chapter 890

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The gift was thrown into the trash can.

10L: I'm amused by the conspiracy theories of the people in the building. First of all, the gift wasn't prepared by her. It was prepared by her assistant. Because she was very grateful for everyone's enthusiastic gift on her first day at school, she asked her assistant what she should give everyone to express her gratitude. Then, her assistant prepared these for her. If she really didn't like it and thought that she was pretentious, she could just throw it into the trash can. There was no need to trample on other people's goodwill.

11L: Boohoo, after knowing that it was a gift from my goddess, I don't want to use it anymore! I want to keep it and worship it!

12L: I'm a lemon today. Is it too late to be friends with Song Yaoyao?



This small incident quickly passed. Apart from the fact that Song Yaoyao was surrounded by a lot of seniors during her training, nothing else happened.

There was only one week left of the fifteen-day military training.

[Brother, I miss you.]

The message was like a stone thrown into the sea.

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips. She lowered the hand holding the phone and sat quietly on the bed.

She knew that Huo Yunque wasn't replying to her message because he was working. He was always busy, but every time she was at home, she could see Huo Yunque's figure.

She didn't know how much he had done behind the scenes to accompany her.

He had compressed his time again just to be with her.

With this thought, Song Yaoyao felt depressed. She sniffed and blamed herself.

Wang Jiayu didn't look right. It was her turn to clean today. She had just gone out to take out the trash.

When she came back, she went straight to Yu Sitian.

"Yu Sitian."

"What's the matter?"

Yu Sitian still had the same expression. She looked up coldly at her. Her eyes were cold as if she was looking at a stranger.

Wang Jiayu said, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Bam!

She took something out from behind her and slammed it on Yu Sitian's table.

"What is this? Can you explain? "

It was a blue velvet gift box. Inside was the set of skincare products Song Yaoyao had given her.

She opened it and confirmed that it was brand new. It hadn't been opened yet.

Yu Sitian frowned and moved back in disgust.

"Aren't you disgusting?"

Did he pick up the things that he threw into the trash?

Ye Meichen came out of the bathroom and patted her face curiously. "What's going on? Yu 'er, what happened to you? "

Wang Jiayu crossed her arms and sneered, "Why don't you ask her?"

"This is my freedom."

Yu Sitian said coldly. She stood up and was about to walk out.

"Stop!"

Wang Jiayu grabbed her wrist and asked, "So you've been acting weird all day. Do you think I owe you something? Do you have a grudge against Yaoyao? If you don't like the things she gave you, you can just return them. What's the point of throwing them into the trash can? Am I more disgusting than you? "

"Let me go!"

Yu Sitian shook her off.

"I'll say it again. This is my freedom."

She glanced at the girl on the bed and smiled ambiguously. "It's her freedom to give me a gift. If I don't like it, it's also my freedom to throw it into the trash can. If you want to blame someone, then blame her for thinking too highly of herself and blindly showing off. Not everyone wants to accept charity from others. If you like it, then go ahead and suck up to others. Why do you have to force others to do the same thing as you? "

After that, she glanced at Ye Meichen and Wang Jiayu with disdain. She pushed Wang Jiayu's shoulder away and walked out.

Song Yaoyao slowly opened her eyes and her gaze fell on Yu Sitian until her figure disappeared.

"Don't go! What do you mean? You — "

(End of Chapter)

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