C12

"I know you are my good sister, but after this month, what should we do next month? I think I should talk to my dad. "

She thought for a moment, then said with determination.

"Alright, in any case, if there is anything that requires the help of a good sister like me, feel free to speak. It is my duty." Su Wen Yi patted her shoulder and said.

Zhu Rong Rong nodded her head in gratitude, took out her phone and called her father, Zhu Jian Lun.

When the call connected, she shouted, "Daddy!"

Zhu Jian Lun did not speak.

She could only suppress her displeasure and explained, "Anyuan Sanatorium called and said that if you don't pay for your sister's rest and recuperation fees within three days, you will kick her out. Can you help her pay the money? After all, she's Dad's biological daughter. "

On the other end of the phone, Sun Li Qing's weird voice came out: "Who do I think it is? I see, it's just you and your dad. Aren't you very capable? You can take care of whatever you want, but you don't need me or your dad to pay for it? So it turns out that you have a time to beg others as well. "

"Why is my dad's cell phone with you?" Zhu Rong Rong frowned.

It looked like she was out of luck and should have gone to see someone before she made the phone call.

"My husband's phone is with me, what's so strange about it? But, you and Zhu Wan Bi are like vampires. You only ask me and your father for money and never contribute to our family. Do you still have a sense of shame? "Our family is only as prosperous as you think. We aren't as rich as you think. Why do you guys always want money?"

Sun Li Qing was filled with righteous indignation, as if Zhu Rong Rong was truly unforgivable.

For Zhu Wan Bi, she could only endure and say, "Mom, no matter how poor our environment is, it's unlikely that we won't even be able to pay a few thousand dollars a month for the rest and treatment fees, right? I want to talk to Dad. "

"What's the point of talking to your father when he's married? Zhu Rong Rong, you damned girl, didn't you say that you have guts, and that you don't want a single cent from your family? In short, as long as I'm alive, you can forget about getting home! As for Zhu Wan Bi's recovery fee, it was like a bottomless pit, no one could afford to pay for it! If she gets thrown back, she'll go home and live, and she won't die anyway. "

Sun Li Qing bellowed, her tone was extremely sarcastic.

Zhu Rong Rong knew that there wouldn't be any result if he continued talking to her. In desperation, he hung up the phone.

"How is it? Is it not going well with your father? " Su Wen Yi walked over and sighed.

Zhu Rong Rong put down the phone, sat on the chair and nodded: "My foster mother answered the call, and she scolded me."

"Then what are you going to do?" Su Wen Yi asked.

Zhu Rong Rong's gaze landed on Su Wen Yi's Chanel clothes bag. As if she had thought of something, she patted her head and said, "I remember now, I seem to have a whole set of Chanel clothes too. I will take them to Milan Station to sell."

Last time, a night between her and He Ding Xian ? Afterwards, with her clothes torn to shreds, He Ding Xian sent someone to deliver a set of Chanel s to her.

At the time, she had only spent a day in the closet and had forgotten about it.

In fact, she really liked that set of clothes, but she didn't like showing it off in front of others, nor did she want to put it on too ostentatiously.

She opened the wardrobe and went in search of the suit.

In fact, she rarely bought clothes, even if she did, it would mostly be some treasure. She had given them some money from her studies, and after paying tuition, she could barely live on them.

Finally, he found the set of clothes in the corner of the wardrobe.

However, when she saw it, her eyes couldn't help but widen.

His clothes were cut in half and stained with ink. The stains looked like graffiti.

She widened her eyes in shock, not knowing why she had become like this.

"Ah?" This was the limited edition of Chanel! This set is worth forty to fifty thousand gold coins! " Seeing that, Su Wen Yi couldn't help but sniff and shout.

"Yeah, I was just about to sell it." Zhu Rong Rong held his head.

"Who did this?" Su Wen Yi asked in annoyance.

Zhu Rong Rong shook her head and did not say a word.

Su Wen Yi looked at the four beds in the room, and said to herself: "You can't cut your own clothes, I'm your good sister, and I won't do that. An Xiao Ran's character is very gentle and calm, she would never provoke trouble. Needless to say, Xia Jing Xue is definitely jealous that you look better than her, and even have such a beautiful set of clothes. "

Zhu Rong Rong used a towel to wipe off the ink on her clothes. No matter how hard she wiped, she couldn't wipe it off.

Hearing Su Wen Yi's words, she nodded her head in agreement.

In addition to the two of them, there were two other girls in the dorm.

One of them was from a poor little town near the Dragon City, called An Xiao Ran, who lived very poor, had a low profile in everything he does, and normally talked very little, practically all his attention was on studying, he had no requirements in eating, drinking, and having fun.

The other one was Xia Jing Xue who came from the rich district of Dragon City. She was tall, white and clean, and normally, her clothes were all famous brands. Her skincare products were all good brands as well.

She had always been a prideful person, and when she spoke to people in her dorm, her eyes were always on their heads. It was not impossible to say that it was her.

If the ink could not be removed, Zhu Rong Rong's expression would be very ugly. She said in a muffled voice: "Looks like my plan to sell my clothes to my sister to pay for the rest and treatment fees has been ruined."

Just as she finished speaking, Xia Jing Xue pushed open the door, holding Chanel's clothes bag in her hands, with earphones sticking out of her ears, she walked in while humming a song.

Su Wen Yi glanced at the clothes on the table that Zhu Rong Rong was wearing and asked Xia Jing Xue, "What do you need to explain?"

Xia Jing Xue glanced at her clothes from the corner of her eyes, and coldly snorted. "I don't know what you're talking about."

After she finished speaking, she walked over to her table, put down the clothes bag on her hands and opened it. Inside was a set of the Chanel's season limited edition set, the same as Zhu Rong Rong's, only the color was different.

She took a look at it, frowned, and said, "Can't you be a little new to me by giving me this kind of thing?"

After saying that, he stuffed it into his bag and continued listening to the song.

Seeing that, Su Wen Yi became even more suspicious. She walked forward and pulled on her table, suppressing her anger and said: "Xia Jing Xue, did you cut off the clothes that you had placed in the cupboard for the Chanel, so you bought the limited edition set?"

Xia Jing Xue took off her headphones, glanced at Zhu Rong Rong sharply, and sneered: "She? Can a pauper afford a limited edition? "Did you sleep with a man?"