Chapter 15

The little boys surrounded the girls. The girl was dressed in a white princess dress. Her long hair was stuck with a butterfly hairpin. She always had a faint smile on her face and listened to everything happily.

But he saw at a glance that the pride and impatience in her eyes made her disdain to be associated with these little boys.

Like a proud peacock, her posture is high.

The girl suddenly looked at him, picked up a coin from the little boy's hand, walked towards him, stood on tiptoe, threw it into his school shirt pocket, turned her head and said to the boys, "you have this spare money, you'd better be kind to help the poor."

The tone is arrogant and natural.

But it must not be true sympathy, because she looked at him with disdain. After tossing the coin, she took out a tissue and wiped her hands for fear of getting dirty.

"Well, well, what Gu Xiaoai says is what he says." Seeing this, several little boys took out pocket money and smashed it on him.

The change was scattered all over the floor.

With his fierce fighting, he couldn't use three points of his strength to fight all these children. But this time, he didn't move, just stood.

"Hey, pick it up."

"That's to say, I don't want to give you any money. Get down and pick it up!"

Several boys yelled at him with scorn on their faces.

The girl dropped her paper towel and interrupted them with a smile. "Come on, poor people have backbone too. It's so nice of you to stay here."

She never looked him in the eye again.

The boys swarmed her away like stars.

She didn't say anything drastic. She was even doing good deeds with "kindness".

But for the first time, he had a sense of shame, the shame of being ridiculed and trampled on his dignity.

Poor people are beggars to their young masters.

People living at the bottom of the society are to set off the nobility of the upper class.

It's just a chance encounter, but since that day, Gu Xiaoai's name has been deeply branded in his heart. It's not only a name, but a mark to remind him that he used to be a lower class.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he could recognize her for the first time.

Maybe, the pride and nobility that she was born with never changed, though, so vulnerable.

The ring of the mobile phone interrupts Li Jue Feng's thoughts. Li Jue Feng picks up the call from his secretary Wang Zhao.

"Mr. Li, you asked me to investigate all the things about Gu Xiaoai."

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