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Xiong Yali is very curious. If Lu Xingzhi enters the entertainment industry, it is estimated that with her face alone, she will be able to make it to the top.
Lu Xingzhi shook her head, “I'm sorry, not really.”
“Then may I gossip a little more?” The burning fire of gossip lit in Ke Yanchu's eyes. “How did you and your fiancé meet? Was it a very romantic encounter, such as watching lavender in Provence? Or is it a family arrangement?”
“Is there some sort of misunderstanding in your perception of me? Do I look like a rich woman?” Lu Xingzhi felt that she could now use constipation to describe her expression.
The three roommates nodded in unison, “Like.”
“That makes me very happy. Like an item, I actually look pretty expensive.” Lu Xingzhi sighed, then added, “But I'm sorry to tell you, my family is rural and has no money. Our engagement was arranged by our elders and have known each other for less than three months.”
“Known each other for less than three months?” Xiong Yali looked at her in surprise, and the other two were the same.
"But, I feel like you have been together for a long time.” Liu Bailu commented.
“Exactly. From the way your fiancé takes care of you, it's like you're at the apex of his heart, lest you suffer from a tiny grievance.” Ke Yanchu loved to read novels and also has a higher emotional quotient.
Huo Jinchen's eyes were filled with Lu Xingzhi from the moment they entered the dormitory.
“Your fiancé must be very fond of you.” Xiong Yali added.
“Fond of me?” Lu Xingzhi looked up at them and frowned. Does he like her?
"Xiao Zhi, you can't be unaware of that, right? Didn't your fiancé ever tell you?” Ke Yanchu couldn't believe it.
“No.” Lu Xingzhi shook her head.
Impossible!
“Xiao Zhi, aren't you from Beijing?” Liu Bailu didn't expect Lu Xingzhi to admit directly that she was from the rural area.
But looking at her, she has the bearing of the child of a rich man.
“No! My family is from a small town on the 18th line and I grew up in the countryside.” Lu Xingzhi doesn't think that this is something to be ashamed of, and doesn't care what people say.
“Your temperament is too elegant, too!” Xiong Yali sighed.
“Probably, I was raised too well.” Lu Xingzhi smiled at them, “How about it, are you envious of me?”
“Yes. I'll call my dad today and ask him if he's booked me any rich fiancé.” Ke Yanchu purposefully quipped with her antics and enlivened the atmosphere.
“Xiao Zhi, are your family members a.s.sured when you followed him here?” Liu Bailu asked.
“Don't worry! They're all gone, and it's only me who needs rea.s.suring.” Lu Xingzhi said still smiling.
“I didn't know, I'm sorry.” Liu Bailu apologized.
“It's okay.” Lu Xingzhi shrugged, "You guys shouldn't gossip about me. If this goes on, I feel like all my private affairs will soon be out in the open. How about you guys talk about yourselves.”
“I have nothing to say. I don't even have a boyfriend.” Ke Yanchu was frustrated, “When I was in high school, there was a boy in the next cla.s.s who wrote me a love letter, but I didn't dare talk about it! My dad would kill me if he found out.”
“I do have a boyfriend, but, we're not in the same school.” Xiong Yali was also very sad, “However, he's not very far. He's less than two hours by train."
“I have no experience in relationships either.” Liu Bailu smiled shyly.
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