Tang Guoguo blinked her clear black and white cat pupils, her white and tender face was still a little baby fat, and she looked extremely cute.

She turned to look at Fu Yue in a daze.

Those clear eyes seemed to ask, "I'm just taking a leave of absence, why don't I deserve to live in this world as a bedbug?"

Fu Yue was amused by Murong Wan's attitude of bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

This heroine ...... She's really a, huh?

Fu Yue stretched out his hand and took the mobile phone in Tang Guoguo's hand, lifted his light-colored lips, and sneered at each other: "Heh, Teacher Murong, listen to you...... Do we rely on our family background to become bedbugs that do not deserve to live in this world? ”

"You have an inferiority complex, tsk, are you hating the rich?"

Low self-esteem, hatred of the rich.

The knife stabbed Murong Wan's heart.

Murong Wan clenched her fists, and her voice came through the phone line, "Did I say it wrong, what else do you have besides your family background, if you don't have this layer of rich second-generation skin, what else can you do?" I'm afraid I can't even live, right? ”

Fu Yue sneered, "So, Teacher Murong, do you think it's unfair?" You worked hard to get admitted to a prestigious university, and although you became a teacher in a noble high school after you came out, you were still bullied by the children of the nobility, and you didn't dare to complain......"

The girl's delicate and beautiful voice sounded, like a demon's voice, full of temptation, as if as long as she didn't pay attention, she would be pulled into the endless abyss.

Fu Yue's words seemed to touch a point on Murong Wan's nerves, "Isn't it, this society is so unfair, why have I worked so hard for so long, and I have been studying hard for more than ten years, but in your eyes, I am still like a clown jumping off the beam?" ”

Fu Yue interrupted her with a sneer.

The girl's voice was calm and cold, and although the words she said were cold and ruthless, people had to admit that what she said was true.

"You're telling me it's not fair? Oh, how can there be any so-called fairness in this world? ”

"Besides, the result of the efforts of other people's generations, why do you want to surpass it after ten years of hard work?"

"Murong Wan, don't pretend, you are the psychology of hating the rich. Most people do not want to be rich and rich, but to achieve a better version of themselves through their own efforts. Life is a process of constantly surpassing ourselves, and we have always lived for ourselves. ”

"You think that we, the rich second generation, were born well, and as soon as we were born, we were at the end of others, you think it's unfair. But this is fate, no one chooses to win. ”

"What's more, we have to study all kinds of high-intensity courses from the age of four or five, getting up at five in the morning to have etiquette classes, and not being able to sleep until nine in the evening. What were you doing at that time, you were climbing trees and digging birds' nests to play! If it was really like you people who think that the rich second generation will only eat, drink and have fun, then our family business would have been ruined a long time ago! ”

Fu Yue said in one breath that Murong Wan was speechless, but it was obviously useless.

Murong Wan said hatefully: "Then you students don't respect me as a teacher at all, isn't this a matter of your quality?" ”

Her voice was sharp and shrill in her voice.

Fu Yue smiled lightly: "First of all, I didn't disrespect you, those students bullied you and humiliated you, but you sprinkled your anger on me and Tang Guoguo, so it seems that you don't deserve our respect." ”

"Secondly, Teacher Murong ...... Do you want me to tell me what you have done? ”