Reborn to inherit a 100 billion fortune, the real daughter is crazy

The moonlight shines through the window screen onto the lovers.

After the two kissed enough, Mo Li finally remembered the business: "By the way, you did what happened to Zhang Yufeng, right?"

Apart from him, Mo Li really couldn't think of anyone else who had a reason to do this.

Chi Cunxu nodded and admitted: "I guess so."

Mo Li raised an eyebrow: "Is it?"

Chi Cunxu didn't intend to hide it from her. He circled Mo Li's hair with his fingers, and looked at her with an especially gentle look, without any trace of cruelty. "I gave him two choices, and he transferred his student status willingly."

Mo Li believed him. After all, Zhang Yufeng was already eighteen years old, and it would be impossible to transfer his academic status without his consent.

That day at the entrance of the examination hall, Zhang Yufeng missed the Chinese language test. He was unwilling to repeat a year, but now he was willing to transfer his academic record to such a remote place to repeat three years...

Mo Li no longer dared to think about what other choice Chi Cunxu would give him.

"What's wrong?" Chi Cunxu looked into her dark eyes: "Are you scared? Or do you think I'm cruel?"

Mo Li shook her head and hugged his arm tightly: "Of course not, thank you for standing up for me, I feel relieved."

The head teacher felt sorry that Zhang Yufeng's future was ruined, but Mo Li didn't think so. For someone like him who looks good on the outside but is actually rotten on the inside, only by losing his future can he truly benefit the society.

Mo Li always appears arrogant in front of outsiders, and only in front of him will she take off her disguise and reveal a gentle and docile appearance.

Chi Cunxu was obviously very satisfied with her answer, and he rubbed her head with relief.

As long as he was there, he would never allow anyone to bully her. Anyone who tried to bully her should be prepared to face the consequences.

……

When colleagues at Yuanwang Design learned that Mo Li was successfully admitted to Beijing University, they all sent their blessings.

"That's awesome, Xiao Mo! I can brag to others in the future that I'm a colleague of a student from Beijing University!"

"I heard that Jingbei University not only lets you choose your major, but also waives your tuition for four years of college and gives you a full scholarship? Isn't this too good to be true!"

"Of course not. Xiao Mo is the top scorer with a total score of 760! How many universities at home and abroad are vying for her? Isn't this a benefit she deserves?"

"Hey, if my child can be one tenth as good as Xiao Mo in the future, I, as a father, will be very satisfied."

"Haha, Brother Yang, isn't your son only in the first grade? It's still a long way to go before the college entrance examination! Are you already worrying about him?"

"It's better to make a wish first. It's always good to have some expectations."

"..."

Everyone congratulated Mo Li, and in order to thank everyone for their blessings, Mo Li decided to treat everyone to milk tea. The atmosphere in the office was full of joy, except for Qiao Yixun, who was secretly unhappy.

She sat at her workstation, looking pampered, and said sarcastically: "Heh, Beijing University has so many top majors, and you chose a chemistry major? Don't you know that biochemistry and environmental materials are the four famous pitfall majors? Are you greedy for that little scholarship? Let me tell you, if you don't choose the right major, everything will be useless. Even if you can graduate in the future, what's the point of studying this? How much money can you make? I think even Beijing University is laughing at you for being stupid behind your back."

Mo Li didn't even bother to pay attention to her.

Her colleagues were getting more and more annoyed with her, and seeing her ridicule Mo Li, they couldn't help but ridicule her one after another:

"What's wrong with a chemistry major? Chemistry is also the flagship major of Jingbei University. Don't you know that?"

"Xiao Mo can study whatever major he wants. Don't meddle in other people's business."

"Xiao Qiao, I remember you used to show off in front of everyone, saying that you almost got into Beijing University. You must be jealous because Xiao Mo did so well in the exam and got into your dream university!"

"Just listen to her nonsense! Her score is far from the admission score of Jingbei University!"

"If your grades are not good enough, you will have a hard time choosing any major. But this is Jingbei University. Any major there is top-notch. Can you please stop being so sarcastic? I know you are jealous to death."

"Yeah, I understand. It's just sour grapes."

"..."

Everyone kept making fun of her, but she didn't seem to care much and even glanced at Mo Li provocatively.

"So what if she got into Jingbei University? No matter how hard a girl works, it's all in vain if she marries the wrong person... Men are afraid of choosing the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, don't you agree?"

Now, no one was too lazy to pay attention to her.

……

Qiao Yixun has been very proud of herself recently. Although she has done a terrible job at work and has been reprimanded by her boss every other day, she seems to not care at all. She even smugly challenges Manager Huang: "Fire me if you have the guts!"

Not only that, she began to frequently carry various famous brand bags and wear exquisite clothes when entering and leaving the company. She has always been vain. Although she used to carry famous brand bags, they were all bought by herself through frugality and saving bit by bit. It took her several months to barely buy the cheapest basic model.

It’s not like now, when various limited edition bags have to be replaced almost every one or two days, and the whole outfit is filled with big brand logos.

——He looks like a nouveau riche.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to her, she simply took out her limited edition handbag again and placed it on the most conspicuous table, stroking it and showing off as if nothing had happened.

"What's the point of doing well in the exam? In the end, you still work for the capitalists and can't even buy yourself a brand-name bag... You see, this is the bag my boyfriend just gave me. It's a pre-sale model. It's not in stock in any counters nationwide! Do I need to be jealous of her?... Hey, Xiao Mo, I heard that you have a boyfriend too. Why is he so bad to you? He doesn't even buy you a brand-name bag. I see you take turns carrying those shabby bags to work every day. It's a pity that he can stand it. Doesn't he think you are embarrassing him?"

Qiao Yixun's face was full of boasting, he was almost looking down on others.

Mo Li glanced at her bag and recognized it was a fake at a glance.

The reason is simple. There are no more than five of that bag in China at present. A few days ago, the brand sent someone to deliver one to her home as a thank you gift for her spending over 10 million yuan in the store.

When the servant helped her put the bag away, she glanced at it inadvertently and found that the workmanship was completely different from the one in Qiao Yixun's hand.