The young master of the president kneels and sings conquest

"Lan Sitong, there is no room for you to speak in this family, don't forget who you are!" Jian Ruolin's voice turned cold instantly.

Yin Xiayue looked at Jian Ruolin in surprise.

Do mothers usually talk to their daughters like this?She felt so strange.

"Hehe, no need, it's not very far, I'll walk to the bus station." Yin Xiayue smoothed things over with a smile, and was about to walk towards the door as she was talking.

A hand took the lead in grabbing her arm.

She turned her head and looked at Lan Qianchen's cold and handsome face.

"I'll give you two choices. One, I'll carry you into the car, or you can get in the car by yourself." His expression was very serious.

"Pfft—" Jian Ruolin wiped the corner of her mouth, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back, you guys continue..."

Along the way, Lan Sitong was very, very unhappy, and almost killed Yin Xiayue with his eyes!

Yin Xiayue got out of the car when she applied for two stops before the school. After all, if she appeared with the siblings, she, a transfer student, would probably become everyone's focus on the first day.

This is just the beginning, it's better to keep a low profile!

This time, Lan Qianchen didn't find fault with her and let her get out of the car.

After walking for two stops, all the cars I saw along the way were very luxurious.

The better ones are Ferrari, Lamborghini, and the second ones are at least Audi and BMW.

Yin Xiayue clicked her tongue, what she was fighting for was not study, but financial resources!

After finally walking to the gate, she finally saw this gothic palace building - Islow Noble Academy.

As expected of a noble academy, it is as gorgeous as a palace, even worse than the presidential palace.

Yin Xiayue looked up at the big gilded characters, smiled slightly, revealing a slight dimple, "Islow, I'm coming!"

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In the classroom of Grade 2 ([-]) class——

Yin Xiayue stood on the podium, tremblingly accepted all kinds of gazes, but still kept her spirits up, "Hi everyone, my name is Yin Xiayue, you can call me Xiayue, I am 17 years old, and I transferred from Yingmeng Academy , hope to become good friends with everyone in the future!"

"Sakura Dream Academy? Isn't that a mountain village school located in the outskirts? This kind of students can also be transferred to our Islow, my God, I don't want to be friends with such poor people!"

"Yes, yes, it's a shame to see her poor like this!"

Every sentence pierced her heart like a needle, she couldn't help lowering her head, staring at her toes, her eyes were astringent.

"Uh... Xia Yue, you can sit over there, that girl is called Zhong Xue." The teacher watched for a long time before finally making a decision.

I don't know...

The girl named "Zhong Xue" suddenly stood up arrogantly, "Teacher, I don't want to sit with her!"

"Student Zhong Xue, why?" The teacher couldn't help asking.

This Zhong Xue is the class monitor, and he thinks that no matter what, she will be more reasonable than ordinary classmates.

Zhong Xue looked around, and suddenly smiled contemptuously, "My dad said, if you sit at the same table with poor people, you will become poor too!"

"Hahahaha..." Everyone laughed out loud. It was obvious that this was just a random excuse Zhong Xue made up to humiliate Yin Xiayue.

Apparently, she succeeded!

Yin Xiayue clenched her lower lip, her clenched fist faintly revealing veins.

(ps: Haha, everyone, look forward to it, when they find out that this "poor man" is covered by the young master president, they will all be "dead"!)