I’m Actually Really Rich

    Man Qingxuan stared at the dress, eyes glittering, "Wen Le, are you rich?"

    Bao Xiaofan denied this guess and said: "No, the scholarship has not come down, Wen Le's manuscript fee has just been donated, it should not be a fortune..."

    "Your dad gave me the living expenses," Cheng Hui said in a penetrating tone: "Tell me, how much is the discount at the mall today?"

    Man Qingxuan suddenly realized, and then complained: "Wen Le, you are too unscrupulous, and the mall does not ask us to go to the discount."

    Bao Xiaofan said: "Oh, the first reaction I saw when I saw this dress, I thought it was given by a boy. If I didn't know you, I thought you had a boyfriend."

    Wen Le: "I..."

    I just happened to have a boyfriend...

    Wen Le was about to tell the truth when she saw the dormitory door being pushed open and Ai Fei came in.

    I don't know why when I see Ai Fei Wenle, it is always easy to recall the conversation with the guide, although it has not been confirmed whether she did it or not, once the seeds of doubt are planted It's easy to grow grudges in your heart.

    Wen Le looked at Ai Fei and stopped.

    Bao Xiaofan, Man Qingxuan, and Cheng Hui greeted Ai Fei when they saw Ai Fei walk in, but they also talked about other topics tacitly.

    Wen Le also said hello to Ai Fei as usual, Ai Fei probably thought that Wen Le didn't know who did it, and he still talked and laughed like he used to.

    Ai Fei also saw the skirt on Wen Le's hand.

    Although Ai Fei usually leaves early and returns late, she seems to be completely new to her studies, but Ai Fei is familiar with the popular brands on the market, and she can even chat with her on weekdays.

    Ai Fei is the one who receives the subsidy for poor students but uses a big brand of skin care lotion.

    The outermost layer of her desk is full of cheap hand sanitizers, hand creams, and small jars of bottles and jars, which seems to fit her character as a poor student, but The skin care products hidden behind this layer are basically big brands of around 1,000 yuan.

    Ai Fei is the person who uses the most expensive skin care products except Sun Youmei in the 307 dormitory.

    Of course, Wen Le's skin care products are all from Auntie, and there is no logo on the packaging, so there is no comparison.

    Ai Fei saw Wen Le's skirt and said: "Wow, Wen Le, this skirt is their limited edition, right? Yes, six thousand."

    Gao Shijing is a popular traffic florist now. Because of her good taste in dressing, she is often picked up by major bloggers on the Internet.

    Wen Le smiled, didn't say anything, put the skirt in the closet.

    Ai Fei put down her bag and packed her things, but her eyes were fixed on Wen Le's wardrobe the whole time.

    Wen Le frowned uncomfortably. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. Since I suspected Ai Fei, I felt that her whole person had changed, and she became a little uncomfortable.

    Wen Le thought about what was wrong with Ai Fei, and forgot to tell her roommate about herself and Zhou Kao.

    After washing up, I found my phone on my desk vibrating.

    Zhou Kao's remarks on Wenle's phone range from [Zhou Kao] to [Sao Nan], and there is only one set of numbers left.

    Wen Le is quite sensitive to numbers, and has already memorized Zhou Kao's phone number, so when Wen Le saw the string of numbers, she immediately knew it was Zhou Kao's phone number.

    Different courses in one and two weeks. There will be one or two classes in the morning on Monday morning, and the two did not chat for long.

    I told Zhou Kao not to forget to take medicine, Wen Le would hang up.

    Zhou Kao suddenly said, "Do you like the skirt?"

    Wen Le remembered the red dress and smiled: "When did you buy it?"

    Zhou Kao said: "I saw it last time I had dinner with the senior. This skirt is very similar to the one you cut off."

     Wen Le said, "Do you remember what that skirt looked like?"

    Zhou Kao said, "I remember all your looks."

    The corner of Wen Le's mouth ticked lightly, "Okay, I like it."

    Zhou Kao tickled the corner of his mouth, "Show me the next time you wear it."

    Wen Le said: "It depends on your performance."

    Wen Le hung up the phone and went to bed, Cheng Hui rolled over and sighed, and said casually, "I've been so busy lately, I didn't know you thought you were in love."

     Continue to stare at the screen of your phone after speaking.

    Wonder:.....

    The microscope is not working.

    The next day the monitor talked about the registration for this autumn sports meeting.

    The sports meeting is mainly attended by freshmen and sophomores, and freshmen are the main participants of this sports meeting. There are not many places for sophomores. The monitor suggested that students who did not participate last year should actively sign up.

    Wen Le was responsible for holding the sign last year, so she didn't participate, so she directly signed up for a sprint event.

     Wen Le went back to the dormitory and started rummaging for clothes.

    Cheng Hui passed by Wen Le sucking a bottle of milk, "What are you looking for?"

    Wen Le said: "The clothes you wear at the sports meeting."

    Cheng Hui said: "What about the sweatpants you wear in gym class?"

    Wen Le took out a pair of black trousers from the closet, "I feel a little tight, I can barely take gym class, but sprinting may not work."

    Cheng Hui rolled her eyes, used the function of her own microscope, and took out a pair of grey sports shorts from Wen Le's pile of clothes.

    "Well, that's good."

     Wen Le looked at it and then remembered that because the fabric is comfortable and elastic, she originally bought these shorts to wear in the dormitory in the summer, but after shopping online, she found that although the fabric is good , but it seemed to be shorter than expected. Later, because it was very comfortable to wear pajamas, these shorts were shelved, and Wen Le never wore them.

    Wen Le looked at the pair of sports shorts, frowned, and hesitated: "This... will it be too short?"

    Cheng Hui rolled her eyes, "Please, these are serious sports shorts, okay? There is absolutely no cutting corners, which means that everyone wears them like this."

    Cheng Hui patted Wen Le's arm in disgust, "It can be worn by others, why do you only have so much to do?"

    "It's more important to be comfortable and win the award, right?"

    Wen Le nodded, "Yes."

    Cheng Hui hugged her chest and leaned against the wardrobe, looked up and down Wen Le, and said, "You say you are a good little girl, how come you look like an old antique, I have known you for so long, I have never seen you You wear shorts, or trousers, or a dress, tsk tsk, old-fashioned."

    Wen Le smiled: "It's not that I can't wear it, I just like this style."

    Cheng Hui said: "Do you know what the direct consequences of your style are?"

    Wen Le said: "What?"

    Cheng Hui said: "Everyone is saying that you don't show your legs because your legs are ugly, thick and curved."

    Cheng Hui sucked in a mouthful of milk and said, "So those faculties and yard flowers who want to compete with you for school beauties love to show their legs."

    Wen Le smiled and said, "Isn't it exposed last time I wore a cheongsam?"

    Cheng Hui said: "Beauty, the front of your cheongsam covers your ankles, what can you see from the slit on the side? So..."

    Cheng Hui squinted her eyes and clenched her fists, determined to win, "Just let everyone see, you are a real mother-in-law, and there is no imperfection."

    Wen Le took out her clothes and closed the closet, "Childish."

    Cheng Hui said, "So you don't wear it?"

     Wen Le said: "Wear it, why don't you wear it, the competition is the first and the other is the second."

    Cheng Hui snapped her fingers, "Beautiful."

    When Wen Le closed the cabinet, the key hanging on the lock shook, and Wen Le saw two familiar keys, one large and one small, at a glance.

    Wen Le took off the key, gently touched the two keys, one large and one small, and fell into memory.

    Wen Le remembered that it was the summer vacation of the third year of high school. He received a call from the local post office saying that the admission letter had arrived and asked Wen Le to pick it up.

    Because Wen Le lives in a mountainous area, it is not convenient for express delivery, so she rode a bicycle and took her ID card to the post to pick up the express.

    She rode all the way, ran home sweating profusely, waving the document in her hand, and shouted excitedly: "Grandpa! Dad! My admission letter has arrived."

    Grandpa and Dad came out of the study and smiled satisfied at her, and then they entered the study again, each holding a small box in their hands, and said to Wen Le: "You one's gift."

    Wen Le opened the two small boxes with surprise and found that there were only two keys inside. Wen Le was a little curious and a little disappointed, and asked, "What kind of key is this?"

    Dad just smiled: "You'll know then."

    Wen Le sighed, only thinking that these were two keys, the kind of 'opening the unknown door', like a key necklace, with some kind of metaphorical spirit to encourage, I didn't think much about it, and I was a little disappointed to put the key away and hang it on my key chain, just as a kind of amulet.

    At this moment, after Wen Le's conversation with her father yesterday, Wen Le suddenly thought, if their family has enough material foundation, then is this key no longer just a certain A spiritual symbol, but maybe some kind of tangible material gift?

    Wen Le's eyes widened slightly when she thought of this.

    Cheng Hui found out that Wen Le was wrong and said, "What's wrong?"

     Wen Le's voice trembled, "Wait, I, I'll make a call, make a call."

    Seeing this, Cheng Hui also became nervous, wondering if Wen Le's appearance was something important.

    Wen Le took out her mobile phone and found grandpa's phone number from the address book.

    To be honest, since her father said that thing yesterday, she still had a strong sense of unreality in her heart, Wen Le took a deep breath, and slowly pressed the dial button.

    There are Wen Le and Cheng Hui in the dormitory at this moment. Cheng Hui can't help putting down the milk in her mouth when she sees Wen Le's nervous look, and sits aside to accompany Wen Le.

    The beeps of the phone seemed extra long each time, Wen Le took a deep breath and calmed down his nervousness.

    After a small electric sound, the call was connected.

    "Hello."

    Grandpa Wen Wen Bingqiu's voice came from the microphone.

    Wen Le carefully put the phone close to her ear, and first asked about her grandpa and grandma. He missed her granddaughter after not seeing her for a long time. Such patience is on the phone.

    After learning that grandparents and grandparents are in good health, I came to the main topic, Wen Le opened her mouth, and hesitated.

    Grandpa Wen snorted: "What are you doing, just say something."

    Wen Le gritted her teeth and said directly, "Grandpa, what did you mean by the key you gave me when I got the admission letter during the summer vacation of my senior year?"

    Grandpa Wen snorted again, and said in a rather indifferent tone: "Oh, just a set of courtyards in the east of the Forbidden City, why did you finally remember to go and see it?"

    Wen Le's heart trembled, she felt that what her grandfather said today was more exciting than what her father said yesterday.