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As Song Zhi and Zhou Chen approached, they found themselves amidst a gathering of onlookers, all focused on Xia Wan.

Observing the scene, Song Zhi remarked to Zhou Chen, “Look at her now, so full of arrogance. She’s the center of attention. Remember how she used to always be around you? Is she just abandoning you after making some money?”

Zhou Chen responded firmly, “She’s not putting her effort into her studies as a student. Instead, she’s flaunting her earnings from selling clothes. Her ambitions seem quite limited. What meaningful achievements can she really attain?”

Having spoken his piece, Zhou Chen returned to his seat and casually opened a book. However, for the next ten minutes, he stared blankly at the same page, his mind clearly elsewhere.

Images of Xia Wan surrounded by people filled his thoughts, aggravating his growing frustration.

Back in the day, Xia Wan had offered him snacks and bought him attractive books, but back then, she didn’t possess much wealth. Those were the significant perks she could provide him.

However, her present circumstances were vastly different. She could afford a bicycle, purchase the latest gadgets, and even dine at upscale restaurants. Despite these changes, she distanced herself from him, depriving him of these privileges.

Zhou Chen’s resentment towards Xia Wan intensified. He believed that she had either become snobbish or was deliberately seeking his attention.

Xia Wan’s influence prevented Zhou Chen from truly engaging in the morning’s lessons. The school bell startled him, revealing how quickly the day had passed.

Someone approached him, reminding him, “Zhou Chen, don’t forget about tomorrow’s basketball game.”

Suddenly remembering that he had invited Xia Chen to join, Zhou Chen hurried over to Xia Chen, who was packing his books.

“Rest well today. We have the basketball game tomorrow. Looking forward to your performance,” Zhou Chen said, stealing glances at Xia Wan from the corner of his eye.

Yet, Xia Wan was solely focused on her packing, paying him no heed. Xia Chen nodded in response, assuring, “Got it. I won’t be late.”

Liu Hua appeared by Xia Wan’s side, chirping, “Let’s head home.”

Standing up, Xia Wan linked arms with Liu Hua and passed by Zhou Chen without acknowledging him.

Xia Chen followed suit, trailing behind them.

As Zhou Chen observed the trio’s backs, his eyes simmered with frustration and anger. Why did Xia Wan stick to him so ardently before when she was trying to impress him, only to now cast him aside?

Unable to control his emotions, Zhou Chen trailed them. The school day was ending, so many students streamed from the teaching building toward the school gate, and Xia Chen and the others didn’t notice Zhou Chen’s pursuit.

At the gate, a crowd surrounded a luxurious car that stood out with its sleek black appearance.

Xia Wan halted in her tracks, recognizing Chen Mo’s car.

Liu Hua’s father had already arrived to pick her up. Waving at Xia Wan and Xia

Chen, Liu Hua announced, “I’m heading home.”

As the car door opened, Chen MO emerged. Xia Chen regarded him warily. “Why are you here?” he inquired.

Chen MO greeted him politely, “I’m delivering something to Xia Wan.”

Curious, Xia Chen pressed, “What is it?”

Chen Mo’s gaze shifted among the students, and he explained, “Something to aid Xia Wan’s learning.”

Upon hearing this, Xia Wan’s face lit up. She speculated that Chen MO must have sent over a computer.

She looked at Xia Chen, suggesting, “Brother, we can discuss this at home. Let’s go back now.”

Xia Chen nodded, joining Chen MO in the car. He could use the bicycle to return home tomorrow.

After Chen MO drove away, bystanders began to speculate.

“That car is quite expensive, isn’t it? My dad mentioned it before. It’s some limited edition.”

“The girl I saw earlier is familiar. She’s Xia Wan, I believe. Word is she made a fortune selling clothes during the holidays and even bought a bike.”

“Now it seems her bicycle money might not have come from clothes. Maybe it was given by that man.”

“This car must cost around 200,000.”

Hearing this sum, the onlookers gasped. In this era, 200,000 yuan could buy five houses.

As they speculated about Chen Mo ls identity and his connection to Xia Wan, she remained oblivious.

Upon their return home, Yan Han had prepared dinner, though Xia Hai was still absent..