Who's going to tell her how she's going to fight?

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoli's heart is extremely remorseful, if she didn't despise Concubine Ye at the beginning, if she didn't build it on the basis of belittling others in order to satisfy her vanity, if she humbly had a good relationship with Concubine Ye and became her friend, then would everything be different today?

Zhang Xiaoli looked up at Concubine Ye, her expression was as indifferent as before, she was not full of ridicule because of her embarrassment, nor did she show off because of her wealth, where did her brilliance and calm bearing look like a country bun.

Zhang Xiaoli bit her lip stubbornly, she finally understood why Concubine Ye said before that she hoped she wouldn't regret it, it turned out that this woman didn't need to do anything, and she already had everything that countless people had pursued all their lives but couldn't ask for.

Beauty, wealth, status, men?

Why is God so unfair, she already has so much, but God still gives her everything without hesitation!

"Xiaoli! Hurry up and apologize to Su Shao and Miss Ye! Zhang Zhijun was the first to come back to his senses and pushed Zhang Xiaoli, who was standing in place.

Zhang Xiaoli was in pain and came back to her senses from her abruptness, but a deep jealousy rose in her eyes: "Yes, I was wrong!" My mistake is that I was not born in a wealthy family, my fault is that God did not give me a look like her, and my fault is that I did not find a man like Su Mohan! If I had everything she had, then who would say I was wrong at this moment! ”

Zhang Xiaoli glared at everyone angrily, saying every word, and never thought that she had done anything wrong.

"Zhang Xiaoli, even if you are given everything I have, you will end up like this, because you only see the glamorous appearance of others, but you can't see the sincerity of others under the appearance, you are not wrong in mediocre background, ordinary appearance, you are wrong in disliking the poor and loving the rich, mean and vain, you look down on your own background, look down on your mother who has fallen into the dust, you even look down on all the people who are poorer than you, but you don't understand that wealth is only temporary, and true love is priceless." Concubine Ye opened her mouth lightly, and a touch of sadness rose in her heart for Zhang Xiaoli.

Zhang Xiaoli stood in place stunned, looked at Concubine Ye in a daze, and then laughed: "Hahaha!" You don't pretend to be a saint here, you have everything, of course, you can say what benevolence, righteousness and morality, and what truth is priceless! But I'm different from you, I have to fight for anything I want to get since I was a child, and those who are poorer than me should naturally be trampled under my feet! Because they're even more useless than I am! ”

Concubine Ye frowned, and said again: "I never said that I was a saint, if I were a saint, I might have forgiven you generously at this moment, but I'm sorry, I won't." ”

"Concubine Ye--! What do you mean by that? Zhang Xiaoli's heart tightened, she didn't know what Concubine Ye planned to do to her, but when she thought about her cynicism over the past few days, she was afraid that nothing good would end.

Concubine Ye just looked at her quietly and didn't speak, but Su Mohan, who had been standing in front of the door, walked in and said lightly: "Zhang Xiaoli, you have been expelled from school." ”

"No--! Why did you expel me, I paid the tuition and came in, and my dad is a shareholder of this school! Don't think you can do whatever you want with two stinky money, I tell you, you are not qualified to fire me! Zhang Xiaoli looked very excited, as if she was afraid to leave the school.