Qin Xin ignored the gossiping girls.
But those girls, thinking she was timid and afraid of trouble, continued to target her and became even more brazen:
"What do you think Lan Qingxin feels about us choosing a campus beauty?"
"What else could she feel? Jealousy, of course!"
"How about we make a list of the ugliest, so even toads get a chance to shine?"
"The ugliest list? Wouldn't that be tailor-made for the ugly ones? I bet she'd be number one hahaha..."
Xiangxiang's eyes reddened, and she clenched her small fists: "Miss, I'll go reason with them; they're going too far..."
Qin Xin calmly sipped her soup: "No need."
Back then, when she was voted the campus beauty by the whole school, she didn't care; why get upset over a mere department beauty?
Only someone as petty as Qin Wenrou would care so much about such useless things.
As they talked.
The gossip behind them suddenly went silent.
