"Tsk tsk, I've known you for so long and you've never treated me to a meal. As expected, Auntie's bag is more important than her daughter."
"Go to hell," Xue Qian scolded with a smile. She casually placed the wallet on Jiujiu's bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After taking a shower, she returned to the dormitory and saw Jiujiu staring at the DR wallet in a daze.
"Jing Jing, this is a gift from my mom. Do you like it?"
In fact, compared to the wallet, Xue Qian's mother wanted to give Jiujiu her favorite bag more. However, Jiujiu was still young and did not need a backpack. Moreover, after hearing about Jiujiu's family background, Xue Qian's mother decided to give Jiujiu a wallet.
Compared to a bag, a wallet was more low-key and practical.
Jiujiu nodded. "I like it, but it's a little too expensive. I only said a few words. You don't have to give me anything."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she handed the wallet back to Xue Qian.
Seeing that Jiujiu wanted to return the wallet to her, Xue Qian quickly jumped away and said, "Don't give it to me. My mom gave it to you. If I didn't stop her, she would definitely give you a few bags."
Jia Lin, who was still sad, immediately looked up at Jiujiu when she heard Xue Qian's words.
She did not know what happened. She only knew that Xue Qian's mother wanted to give Jiujiu a bag.
When Liu Jing said that DR was a new wallet, she did not take it to heart. After all, how much could a wallet be worth? However, bags were different. Especially Xue Qian's mother. One bag was worth tens of thousands, and several bags were worth hundreds of thousands. Although Jia Lin's family background was much better than Jiujiu's, she would still feel heartache if she gave away hundreds of thousands. Jia Lin was instantly envious.
She wanted to ask for it, but she had just been scolded by Liu Jing yesterday and Jiujiu just now. If she asked for it now, she was afraid that she would be scolded by Jiujiu and Liu Jing. Therefore, although she wanted it badly, Jia Lin could only endure it.
Jia Lin's heart ached at the thought that she was not fated to have such an expensive bag. How good would it be if she had so many bags?
Xue Qian had told her that her mother wanted to thank her, but Jiujiu didn't expect Xue Qian's mother to be so generous. She thought for a while and took the wallet.
After all, this was a token of the other party's goodwill. She would just have to think of a way to get it back in the future.
Seeing Jiujiu accept the wallet, Xue Qian heaved a sigh of relief. Although this wallet might be expensive in Jia Lin's eyes, in Xue Qian's eyes, this wallet wasn't worth much.
After Jiujiu finished copying the notes, she gave them to Xue Qian. As for how Xue Qian returned them, Jiujiu didn't ask.
When people were busy, time always passed quickly. Jiujiu stayed up late almost every day to read textbooks this month.
Soon, it was the end of the month, and it was time for the final exam. If Jiujiu didn't do well in the exam this time, she would be assigned to an ordinary class and wouldn't be able to enjoy the preferential treatment of tuition fees.
In order to prevent cheating, each person had their own desk in the exam. Moreover, the students in the exam hall were not from the same class, so the probability of cheating was zero. Coincidentally, Jiujiu was assigned to the exam hall of the first class.
The day before the exam, Jiujiu checked her stationery and Liu Jing's stationery. After making sure that there were no problems with their stationery, she went to bed.
The next day, after breakfast, Jiujiu went to her examination hall. As she had read a little late last night, the moment she arrived at the examination hall, Jiujiu lay on the table and fell asleep.
When Han Ximu walked into the classroom, the first thing he saw wasn't the campus belle Fan Jiujiu, but Jiujiu who was sleeping soundly on the desk.
It wasn't that he was interested in Jiujiu. It was purely because Jiujiu's clothes were the most worn out in the classroom.
He saw Jiujiu's hands on the desk, her head resting on her arms. Her hair was still a little messy, but the ends of her hair even stuck up playfully. She looked especially cute.
The most coincidental thing was that Jiujiu's seat was in front of Han Ximu. When Han Ximu looked up, he could see Jiujiu's little hair sticking up. He could even hear Jiujiu's snoring because she was sleeping too soundly.
Hearing Jiujiu's small, delicate snoring, Han Ximu couldn't help but think of the last time he saw Jiujiu. She seemed to be sleeping too.
Why did she like to sleep so much? Was she really that sleepy?
Just then, the invigilator walked in with the exam papers. Han Ximu reached out and poked Jiujiu's back, saying softly, "The teacher is here."
Jiujiu was sleeping soundly when she was suddenly poked on the back. She jerked her head up. The little ahoge on her head shook violently with Jiujiu's violent movements. She looked especially cute.
Han Ximu, who had been observing Jiujiu, saw Jiujiu's swaying ahoge and was amused.
Jiujiu got up from the desk and shook her still dizzy head. She stared blankly at the invigilator on the podium who had already started talking about the precautions for the exam. She yawned, opened her stationery bag and took out the stationery she needed to prepare for the exam.
The exam papers were passed from the front. Jiujiu took her paper and put the rest of the papers behind her. But when she saw Han Ximu behind her, she froze and blinked. She seemed to have seen this man somewhere before.
But although Han Ximu looked familiar, it was not as familiar as the exam that was about to begin. Jiujiu just glanced at him and then buried herself in the questions.
Language was naturally easy for Jiujiu. After a while, she finished all the questions. Just as she was about to write her essay, the girl sitting in front of Jiujiu suddenly turned her head and looked at Jiujiu. "Give me the answer to the poem recitation."
Jiujiu looked up and glanced at the girl who asked her for the answer. She blinked and after confirming that she did not know this girl, she continued to write her essay.
The girl sitting in front of Jiujiu saw that she had not received an answer after talking for a long time. She turned around and saw that Jiujiu was only writing her essay and did not write an answer for her. She was instantly unhappy and deliberately hit Jiujiu's desk heavily. She urged in a displeased tone, "Hurry up and send me the answer."
The shaking of the desk interrupted Jiujiu's thoughts. Jiujiu looked up unhappily and saw the girl looking at her with a displeased expression. She said unhappily, "Who are you? Why should I give you an answer?"
The girl did not seem to expect Jiujiu to say this. Her face showed a touch of surprise. After a moment, she whispered, "Why are you talking to me like this?"
"You're not my father. If I don't talk to you like this, how can I talk to you? Crazy." Jiujiu curled her lips and moved the desk back. She continued to write her essay.
Jiujiu's exam seat was originally towards the back. The invigilator sitting in the front may not have noticed what happened here. But Han Ximu, who had finished his paper and was bored out of his mind, noticed. Especially when he heard Jiujiu say 'you're not my father', he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
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