Hearing this, the female student pointed a finger painted with bright red nail polish directly at Wen Xiaorong. "Are you still dreaming? Forget it. Since you're so dense, let's just drop it. Our school has plenty of pretty students. The worst comes to the worst, I'll just find another one for Young Master Cheng. You can go back."
The angry girl stood up and turned to leave.
Wen Xiaorong had come with Young Master Cheng and the others. Diamond VIPs could bring guests; otherwise, how could an ordinary college student like her get into Emperor?
Now that she didn't Dai Ye to be with Young Master Cheng, there was naturally no way she could stay here any longer.
Ning Yue had already left a step ahead of her.
While walking out, Ning Yue called her driver. The driver pulled up to the entrance just as she exited the lobby. Ning Yue opened the rear door of the van and sat in the back seat, leaving the door open. When Wen Xiaorong came out, her eyes happened to meet Ning Yue's.
"Are you interested in a quick chat? I'm casting a role in a production."
Surprise was written all over Wen Xiaorong's face, followed immediately by a hint of wariness in her eyes. "I-I don't know you."
Ning Yue said, "You can take a picture of the license plate and send it to a friend. Besides, what good would it do me to hurt you?"
Wen Xiaorong sized up the lady in front of her. She looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight. She was even prettier than herself, just a bit too expressionless, exuding the full aura of an aloof, mature woman.
Afraid of being scammed but unwilling to miss an opportunity, Wen Xiaorong simply took out her phone, snapped a photo of the license plate, and sent it to a friend with a message. The other party replied with an "OK" gesture. Only after receiving the reply did Wen Xiaorong feel at ease enough to get into the van.
Ning Yue instructed the driver, "Go to Blue Island Cafe." After saying that, she asked Wen Xiaorong, "Is that alright with you?"
Wen Xiaorong nodded. "That's fine." Since it was a public place, she had nothing to fear.
The vehicle soon arrived at Blue Island Cafe, and Ning Yue led her into a private room.
Wen Xiaorong asked cautiously, "Miss, what exactly did you want to see me about?"
After sitting down, Ning Yue got straight to the point. "Like I said, I want you to act out a few scenes. However, my production is a bit special..."
Half an hour later, the two walked out of the cafe. Ning Yue got into her car and drove off. Meanwhile, Wen Xiaorong had a contract in her hands—a contract that would allow her to buy a nice house and a small car in her hometown, even if she never acted or entered the entertainment industry.
The Yan's home.
Yan Haotian hadn't been very happy these past two days. No, he hadn't been happy for a while now. Last month, he received news that Southern Home Furnishings might see a rise in its stock.
So, he sent someone to investigate. But by the time he received confirmation, it was already late November. He had only acquired a small amount of stock, far below his expectations. Fortunately, this time he didn't have to worry about being caught embezzling public funds—the amount he used was so small that his own money was enough. He didn't even touch the company's funds.
Moreover, watching Southern Home Furnishings' stock price steadily climb didn't make him feel happy; instead, he felt more disappointed. And now that the stock price had stabilized over the past two days, he was even unhappier!
That was because he didn't know whether he should sell the stocks he held. Therefore, Yan Qingqing was destined never to get her hands on the Heart of Paris in this life—the necklace worth tens of millions from his previous life.
The news that the Ning Family had bought a small truck spread throughout the entire apartment building. Ms. Pang on the second floor had an especially big mouth. Mr. Ning and Ning's mother were already busy enough taking care of their online store every day. Yet, as if she had been waiting in the hallway, Ms. Pang caught Ning's mother right as she went out to take out the trash.
"Mrs. Ning, it's truly wonderful that your daughter came back! Coming from a wealthy family really makes a difference. It hasn't even been that long, and your family is already driving a car."
Ning's mother could only smile awkwardly. These days, basically everyone had a car. Their family had the hardest living conditions in the neighborhood—they didn't have much in savings, only owned this one apartment, and didn't have a vehicle. Of course, they didn't have any loans, either. That was because all their money had been spent on raising their former adopted daughter.
"Well, the money for the car was indeed paid by our Yuanyuan, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the Yan family. My daughter earned that money herself."
Ms. Pang made agreeable noises of "uh-huh" and "ah," but she didn't believe a word of it in her heart. Even if that small truck wasn't expensive, it still cost around eighty to a hundred thousand yuan. Where would a little girl like Ning Yue go to earn that much money?
Ning's mother finally managed to escape Ms. Pang's pestering. When she returned home, she couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. The front door hadn't been closed, so the father and daughter inside had naturally overheard what just happened. All three of them felt a bit helpless, but they simply went back to doing whatever they needed to do.
Ning Yue's final exam grades were released three days later. She scored full marks in both Math and English, 288 in Comprehensive Science, and 118 in Chinese, bringing her total score to 706. She placed first in her class and fifth in the entire school.
These results instantly blew up the class group chat! Everyone frantically tagged Ning Yue, asking her how on earth she studied. Ning Yue casually replied with a couple of sentences and then went offline.
Going from over four hundredth place in the grade to the top five in just over a month shocked far more than just the fifty students in Class 13.
Take Yan Qingqing, for example. She had wanted to check her own grades, only to unexpectedly find Ning Yue ranked ahead of her. "How is this possible? Didn't Mom say her grades were terrible? How could she have placed fifth in the grade?"
She had only placed twenty-first in her class and forty-second in the grade. How was this possible?
Mrs. Yan was sitting nearby, waiting for her daughter to report her grades. When she noticed her daughter's expression growing increasingly ugly, she leaned over to take a look—and was immediately taken aback as well. Because she spotted Ning Yue's name at first glance!
In disbelief, Mrs. Yan continued scanning down the list until she finally found Yan Qingqing's name at forty-second place.
"How could this be? Her best grade in the past never even made it into the top three hundred. Yet this time, she actually ranked fifth in the grade. Could someone have leaked the exam questions to her?"
Interrupted by her mother's words, Yan Qingqing finally snapped back to her senses. "Mom, how could the questions be leaked? You must be misunderstanding Ning Yue. Maybe she was just hiding her true abilities before, and she finally showed her full potential this time!"
Deep down, Mrs. Yan also knew that leaking the questions was highly unlikely, but she was still somewhat unwilling to accept it. That wretched girl should have faded into obscurity after leaving the Yan family! Her Qingqing was supposed to be the most outstanding one. Who would have thought that Qingqing would be the one suppressed beneath her this time?
"I understand, dear. You must just be unaccustomed to changing schools. Actually, this score is already very good. I asked around, and last year, First High School had 35 students admitted to Beijing University and Tsinghua University. As long as you work just a little bit harder, getting into Tsinghua and Beijing University will absolutely be no problem."
Yan Qingqing bit her lip. "I know, Mom. Don't worry. I'll definitely study hard."