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0209 I miss you so much!

In the morning, Xu Xuanxuan woke up, put on her grandma's bottoming shirt and lambskin boots, walked lightly to the mirror, and started doing her makeup.

The dressing table is full of big-name cosmetics, skin care products, and perfumes, and a set costs tens of thousands.

Before taking care of her hair and makeup, Xu Xuanxuan looked dull, with dull skin, shriveled apples, and small, dull eyes.

She looked at the woman in the mirror, pursed her lips in disgust, and began to put on makeup. The big-name foundation was good. She applied several layers of it, but the makeup still stayed in place. Her dull little face suddenly became bright and shiny.

She applied a lot of powder on her hands and neck, and then the most important thing, eye makeup.

After removing the eyeliner, eye shadow and mascara, the eyes instantly doubled in size. Put on the contact lenses, and a pair of dull fish eyes were shining.

When he smiles, his eyes are as crooked as the moon.

After putting on makeup, I put on my LV woolen coat and bag, and confidently turned around in front of the mirror, looking light and delicate.

At this time, most of the girls in the dormitory had gone home. Only Qiao Anan and Zhang Yangwenni were there. Their family conditions were not good and they were reluctant to pay for travel.

The most important thing is that the two want to work during the winter vacation to make money so that they can have living expenses next year.

Qiao An'an was wearing an ordinary cotton-padded jacket at home, and her face was covered with acne, and her eyebrows were messy and had not been repaired.

She looked at Xu Xuanxuan enviously.

"Xuanxuan, your family situation is so good, and you still live in the dormitory with us, you are so friendly!"

Xu Xuanxuan was secretly scornful, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said kindly: "It's so boring to live in an apartment building alone, but it's lively to live with classmates."

Xu Xuanxuan is putting on a bracelet, a Cartier rose gold and diamond bracelet, worth 58,000 yuan.

In the eyes of the truly rich, this alloy bracelet is just an accessory, not jewelry. Qiao An'an is a poor person, so she looked at the bracelet with envy.

"Xu Xuanxuan, your Cartier jewelry bracelet is so fashionable, I'm so envious of it."

Xu Xuanxuan glanced at the bracelet casually, with a nonchalant look on her face: "This bracelet is just an accessory, not jewelry. Who wears jewelry every day, you idiot."

After a pause, she said again.

"Last year for my birthday, my parents bought me an jade necklace. It was worth five million. It was really tacky and I didn't like it. I'd rather use these ordinary jewelry, which are light and fashionable."

Qiao An'an and Zhang Yang Wenni smacked their lips.

Xu Xuanxuan smiled lightly and walked out of the dormitory confidently, attracting the envy of all the girls along the way.

Zhang Yang Winnie is a little more delicate and prettier than Qiao An'an, and she also likes to dress up. She sighed, carefully took out the gold bracelet from her collection and put it on, looking around.

Qiao Anan glanced at her mouth: "Stop looking at it. Gold bracelets are so tacky. Who among the rich would wear this thing? Look at what Xu Xuanxuan is wearing, Cartier bracelet, alloy style."

Zhang Yangwenni was depressed: "When money is really needed, these brand-name jewelry cannot be protected by gold."

"You only want to preserve value, so you are destined to be poor. Do you know how much Xu Xuanxuan's alloy bracelet costs?"

"How much?" Zhang Yangwenni asked curiously.

"Fifty-eight thousand. The fragrant grandma earrings on her ears are worth more than 20,000 yuan. The plastic hairpin on her head is worth 3,200 yuan. The lambskin shoes are also a big brand and cost 10,000 yuan."

"Damn it, the world of the rich is really different from that of us poor people. Spending 10,000 yuan to buy a piece of gold is not called a rich person. Spending 10,000 yuan to buy a piece of broken iron is the real rich person."

Qiao An'an and Zhang Yang Wenni are both poor students. They really can't understand that such an ordinary-looking bracelet costs 58,000 yuan. It is obviously made of alloy with broken diamonds.

I also can’t understand that Xu Xuanxuan’s plastic hairpin is worth three thousand, and Grandma Xiang’s fake pearl earrings are more expensive than real pearl earrings.

Zhang Yangwenni looked at her gold bracelet with great disdain and sighed: "Damn it, my aunt is going to be bad and want to be rich. In the future, she will sell it for tens of thousands of yuan and just throw it away without a care."

Xu Xuanxuan walked out of the dormitory building. Suddenly, the phone rang.

She looked at the caller ID, her face darkened, and she reluctantly answered the call.

"Hey, Xuanxuan, why don't you go home during the winter vacation to celebrate the New Year? Our family has killed and smoked a lot of pig fat this year, and stir-fry the garlic sprouts, it will be delicious!"

Xu Xuanxuan took a deep breath and suppressed her depression: "Mom, I won't go home for the New Year this year. I'm busy with studies in the department, and I just found a job as a tutor to make money."

"That's it..."

Xu Xuanxuan's mother sighed: "You child, you are good at everything, but you are too sensible. In the past few years since you went to college, you have not asked for a penny from your family. You have all made money by working. Hey, Xuanxuan, you don't have to work so hard."

"Mom is going to work in the city next year as a nanny. Oh, by the way, mom is going to bring some pieces of bacon to give to your classmates to try."

Xu Xuanxuan held the phone tightly, the crystal particles on her nails were shining brightly, and the veins on her forehead popped out. She thought of her parents.

A pair of farmers had no skills. They only farmed and raised pigs. They lived in poverty all day long. They lived in a small and poor home. When she was a child, she had no new clothes to wear, so she had to pick up clothes from relatives' children.

Disgraceful, an origin she had always wanted to escape.

"No, people in the city don't eat bacon. Mom, you must not come to see me or affect my studies. That's it. I'm going to be a tutor. I'm going to die."

Xu Xuanxuan hung up her phone in embarrassment and walked out of the campus gate with a dark face. She took a deep breath, smiled slightly, and walked towards Zhu Xinhao who was waiting on the roadside: "Hao, why haven't you gotten in the car yet?"

Zhu Xinhao's eyes were fascinated: "I'll wait for you to get in the car together. It's so cold, so I'll hold you in my arms."

Zhu Xinhao's long arms protected Xu Xuanxuan in his arms, and the two got into the van together.

The sinister middle-aged man lowered his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a sarcastic smile.

Zhu Xinhao and Xu Xuanxuan were in the back, talking to each other: "Xuanxuan, your driver is so cold."

"He's just like this. He doesn't like to talk. Hey, my parents are worried about me going to school alone. They have to hire a driver to keep an eye on me. Shhh, don't tell my classmates."

Zhu Xinhao frowned: "Will he tell the truth?"

Xu Xuanxuan smiled slightly: "No, I have the means."

As the car was driving on the road, Xu Xuanxuan pretended to be tired, leaned on the leather chair and closed her eyes to rest, thinking quietly.

She has fallen in love with a classic Hermès bag, and after this work is completed, she will be able to get that bag.

"Xu~Xuan~Xuan~"

Who is calling me?

Xu Xuanxuan opened her eyes and saw a thin figure lying outside the window. It looked familiar. Who was she about to ask?

Suddenly, I remembered that the car was still driving. How could a normal person dare to lean against the window?

A gust of cool wind blew, and Xu Xuanxuan's heart felt chilly. She looked at the people outside the window, climbed in, raised her head, and said with a smile: "Xuanxuan, I miss you so much!"

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