After a flash marriage, she was spoiled by the richest husband in the world

"Winter vacation is coming soon, right? Then we can ask them to give us some money to enroll our children in interest classes or make-up classes. They can't do it for us."

Her words instantly brought a smile to the headmaster's face.

"We don't have the final say on the prices of interest classes and remedial classes. We can just sign those little bastards up for a class and deal with it." Speaking of these children, Su Xingrou looked disdainful: "Anyway, they are all orphans. If we hadn't been kind enough to take them in, they would have starved to death outside."

"The fact that they have a place to stay, enough food and clothes to wear, and the opportunity to study is a great gift from heaven to them."

"Xing Rou is still smart." The two of them lowered their heads and whispered something to each other, then they happily instructed the servants to move the things to the designated room.

Su Xingrou stood next to the director and watched boxes of things being unloaded from the vehicle.

The whole room was filled with things. I opened a cardboard box and found that the children's clothes inside were all famous brands. There were down jackets that cost thousands of dollars each on the market. My eyes were filled with jealousy.

Why should these nice clothes be worn by those bastards? Why should those unwanted bastards wear such expensive clothes?

She never wore it as a child, so these bastards don't deserve it.

I opened another box and found that they were all filled with big-brand clothes and yarn. I opened several boxes and they were all big-brand.

Even a pair of shoes costs two or three thousand, a hat and a scarf are thousands of clothes. How can these unwanted bastards wear such good clothes?

The clothes she wore as a child were all patched clothes that were outgrown by older children. Not to mention the big brands, they were all just some unknown brands.

Children’s clothes are so small that they are covered with patches. In winter, they may not even have cotton shoes and have to wear sandals, let alone scarves or hats.

She didn't have so many good things in her childhood, so how could these unwanted bastards have access to so many good things.

After the people leave, she will sell all these things second-hand and then buy fake ones.

When she looked up and saw the two people coming towards her, she quickly put away the expression on her face, replaced it with a gentle smile and walked up to them: "Thank you, Miss Pei, for sending so many things for the children to go into the winter."

"However, I think these children may not be able to use all these brand-name clothes, shoes and hats." Su Xingrou said in a clear and gentle voice: "These clothes, shoes and socks cost thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan. These children are really wearing inappropriate clothes."

Hearing this, Su Wanyi looked at the boxes of clothes, shoes and socks in shock. She turned to look at Pei Huan beside her and saw her nod. Her surprised expression was so big that an egg could fit in her mouth.

This is really the real-life version of my best friend being a rich girl.

I knew the Pei family was wealthy and generous, but I didn't expect that they would send truckloads of such expensive clothes.

At a glance, how much money does this cost!

Pei Huan wanted to laugh at the naive look of the sister next to him. He rolled his eyes at the person next to him and said, "Put away your naive look."

"Okay, miss. I'll give you a smile right away." Su Wanyi smiled jokingly.

Chenggong got another roll of the eyes from Pei Huan: "Let's talk about business first, I'll tell you later."

"Okay." It is indeed more important to deliver supplies to the children in the orphanage.

Su Xingrou, who was standing aside, watched the two of them talking and joking, completely ignoring her actions. A hint of gloom flashed in the depths of her eyes. How could these young ladies compare to her?

It's just a matter of reincarnation. If she were a rich lady, she would definitely be more important than those vases who only know how to eat, sleep, shop and spend money.

"Ms. Su, didn't you tell my brother that these children needed better clothes for the winter?" She had already delivered them, and no one knew why Su Xingrou was dissatisfied.

Su Xingrou's eyes turned red, and she choked softly: "Miss Su, that's not what I meant..."

"Stop, I'm not bullying you." I don't know who this little white rabbit being bullied expression was for, and she rolled her eyes to the sky, which also made her have a very bad first impression of her.

Considering that she might be Xiao Su Su, she could only endure it. If someone treated her like this at other times, she would have kicked them.

"Ms. Su, I don't know how I have offended you and made you unhappy. Xingrou would like to apologize to you here." The more Su Xingrou spoke, the redder her eyes became, and her voice changed from choking to soft sobbing.

In the cold wind, she was wearing a thin, ill-fitting, gray cotton coat, a pair of patched jeans, and a pair of thin white shoes, with a tearful expression on her face.

Opposite her, Pei Huan was wearing a gorgeous haute couture dress, with big wavy hair and bright and flamboyant facial features. Next to her, Su Xingrou, with red eyes, looked more like a victim of persecution by a domineering young lady.

"Okay, stop acting like you're worthless. If you don't want these things, I'll just take them away." She hated these pretentious tricks the most. After all, his father was the president of Pei Group, and he was also good-looking.

In the past, there were many people who tried to get into her father's bed, using all kinds of means. But her little green tea was not enough for her.