The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Zhang Mengfei was suddenly startled, spilling makeup remover all over the table.

She turned around frantically and saw Tianmiao standing at the door.

Tianmiao?! When did she come back? Why hadn’t she heard any sound?

”What are you doing?” Tianmiao asked coldly.

”I, I wasn’t doing anything. I was just curious to see what brand of toner Han Ting uses,” Zhang Mengfei said, hiding the makeup remover bottle behind her with a forced smile.

”Done looking? Clean it up and get out,” Tianmiao said coldly.

Zhang Mengfei’s lips twitched, but she said nothing, taking out some paper to wipe the table clean before quickly running out of the dorm with her head down.

Tianmiao stood in front of Han Ting’s table, put the lid back on Han Ting’s toner, and returned it to its place. Mixing makeup remover into Han Ting’s toner... Was this meant to ruin Han Ting’s face?

Zhang Mengfei had completely gone astray...

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Zhang Mengfei ran frantically on the road, uncertain whether Tianmiao had seen her actions just now. Probably not, right? If she had seen, she wouldn’t have let her leave so easily, would she?

No point in worrying about this now, better think about what to do next.

Pan Lin had been asking when they could meet, and she kept finding excuses to delay. This time, her excuse was severe facial allergies, and she said she’d meet when her face healed. Although Pan Lin didn’t outright say he didn’t believe her, he often asked for photos to see if her face had improved. She got angry, saying he would despise her if her face looked awful. Pan Lin hurriedly reassured her, saying he just wanted to see how serious it was since he knew a doctor who could arrange for her treatment.

Zhang Mengfei kept refusing, which made the usually accommodating Pan Lin start to lose patience. Zhang Mengfei came up with a plan: show him photos of her allergic face, then get mad at him for not considering her feelings, and this issue would be resolved.

As for why Zhang Mengfei poured makeup remover into Han Ting’s toner, it was simple—she wanted Han Ting’s face to break out. The reason? She had been using Han Ting’s photos, pretending they were her own!

In the game, her persona was the rich and beautiful girl from A University. But only the A University student part was true; everything else was fake. Pan Lin was the gang leader, the wealthy third-generation gang leader, generous and popular, admired by many girls. Yet inexplicably, he was fond of Zhang Mengfei, who initially didn’t respond because she knew that fake is fake, and if found out her persona was false, she’d be humiliated.

The dynamics she posted on QQ, those selfies, were all stolen from Han Ting. Her QQ didn’t have any classmates or dorm mates, only friends from the game. Each time she posted those photos, countless people commented.

”Goddess, you’re even more beautiful today than yesterday.”

”Wow, that bag, it’s the new model, right?”

”This lipstick color suits you perfectly.”

Every time she posted a photo and saw the comments, Zhang Mengfei’s vanity was incredibly satisfied.

Pan Lin would like every post she made and always kept an eye on her every move; she knew it, but didn’t respond.

But after moving out with her classmates and her expenses increased, her thoughts changed. Her living expenses couldn’t cover her lifestyle and in-game spending, so she accepted the gang leader’s advances.