Full-Level Rich Daughter Makes a Strong Comeback - Chapter 801

Chapter 801: A Reminder

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Soon, Zhu Bixuan divided the local specialties brought by Ye Leng’an and began eating snacks directly from a bag she tore open.

As for Zhou Cui’an and Ling Weiwei, they each took their portion and returned to their seats.

“Not bad!” Zhu Bixuan complimented as she ate, glancing at Ye Leng’an. “Leng’an, where did you get these? They’re really good!”

“I got them during a holiday trip to a small town,” Ye Leng’an replied with a faint smile. “They’re a specialty from there. Though the town is a bit remote, the environment is nice. If you have time, you should visit. The scenery is beautiful.”

“Really?” Zhu Bixuan seemed intrigued. “I’ll go check it out next time. I was so bored during the last holiday break, just stayed home for days.”

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“I’ll recommend the place to you.” Ye Leng’an nodded. “You can go whenever you want.”

Zhu Bixuan nodded eagerly, then suddenly remembered something. “Oh, Leng’an, do you know? The school belle selection results are out, and Murong Yumeng won. Those voters really have no taste.”

Ling Weiwei and Zhou Cui’an paused, turning their attention to Ye Leng’an.

Ye Leng’an raised an eyebrow, unfazed. “Oh, I see.”

Observing Ye Leng’an’s calm demeanor, Zhu Bixuan couldn’t contain herself. “Leng’an, why are you so composed? Don’t you find it unfair? You’re much better looking than Murong Yumeng, but they chose her. And some even say you’re ugly and don’t deserve to be compared to her. It’s outrageous.”

“Let them say what they want.” Ye Leng’an chuckled, shaking her head. “You don’t need to care about these things. Didn’t I tell you before? I don’t care about them at all.”

Seeing Ye Leng’an’s indifference, Zhu Bixuan muttered a few words and fell silent. After all, the person involved didn’t seem bothered, so she refrained from commenting further.

Ling Weiwei pursed her lips, her expression complex as she glanced at Ye Leng’an. Zhou Cui’an wore a smile but seemed lost in thought, her eyes betraying uncertainty.

“Because it’s not necessary!” Ye Leng’an glanced at Zhou Cui’an, speaking meaningfully. “Besides, we’re here at university to study. Other matters aren’t as important, right? And whether someone is the ‘school belle’ or not won’t affect their resume. So, there’s no need to dwell on it.”

Zhou Cui’an’s smile froze, murmuring in agreement. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Ye Leng’an’s words were directed at her. Was it because she’d changed so much that she felt the need to remind her to focus on studies rather than frivolous matters?

Feeling indignant, she couldn’t help but resent the implication. What was wrong with wanting to dress up a bit? Why did Ye Leng’an, who spent lavishly on designer bags without batting an eye, have the right to judge her? And who said her mind wasn’t on her studies? Just because Ye Leng’an came from money, did that give her the right to look down on her? She earned her own money and had every right to spend it as she pleased.

With resentment flickering in her eyes, Zhou Cui’an pondered.

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Ye Leng’an hadn’t anticipated stirring up so much thought with just a few words. But her intention was to caution Zhou Cui’an. She believed it wasn’t easy for her, coming from a small town to Capital University. She didn’t want her to lose herself in the allure of the capital’s lifestyle and lose sight of her goals.

Of course, she only mentioned it because they were roommates. She wouldn’t say more. Their friendship only went so far.

Zhu Bixuan remained oblivious to the tension, continuing to chat about recent holiday events.

Ye Leng’an occasionally chimed in, thanks to Zhu Bixuan’s presence, maintaining a pleasant atmosphere in the dorm.

Zhou Cui’an contributed to the conversation, masking her thoughts effectively.

As for Ling Weiwei, although she didn’t engage, she didn’t show any discontent either.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a stranger appeared.

“Who are you?” Zhu Bixuan questioned, eyeing the unfamiliar girl cautiously. “What brings you to our dorm?”

The unexpected visitor raised everyone’s guard.

“I’m sorry, I’m here to find Ye Leng’an,” the girl apologized with a smile. “Is she here?”

Upon hearing her name, Ye Leng’an frowned. “I don’t think I know you.”

Sure enough, Ye Leng’an didn’t recognize her. Moreover, she’d been on leave recently. It was too coincidental for someone to come looking for her right after she returned.

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“You’re Ye Leng’an?” The girl seemed taken aback by her appearance, not expecting her to be this good-looking.

For a moment, she too seemed lost in thought.

“Do you need something?” Ye Leng’an furrowed her brow, asking.

As if awakening from a dream, the girl quickly spoke up, “No, it’s not me looking for you. It’s Senior Sister Murong. She asked me to help find you. She’s downstairs right now, saying she needs to talk to you. Are you able to go down for a moment? She’s waiting below the dormitory!”