Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: The Taste of Consecutive Slaps in the Face!

Actually, Lan Qingxin, this ugly freak, was never considered a rival from the start.

But hearing that Lan Yingjun tutored the ugly freak made her very uncomfortable.

She had a hard time snatching the promising young Lan Yingjun from Qin Xin, only for him to be coveted by an ugly freak now. How could she be happy about that?

She thought she could easily stomp out this clown, but not only did she fail, the incident in the Disciplinary Department later made her lose face completely.

Thus, the grudge was deeply embedded.

She would never let this ugly freak off the hook.

So now she was saying an apology would suffice... but what she was really thinking was that as long as the ugly freak admitted to stealing in public, she’d record it and report it to the police!

Stealing items worth millions, she’d ensure the ugly freak rots in jail.

Just as Qin Wenrou was calculating her petty schemes.

The next words from Qin Xin hit her like a hammer!

”This is indeed the Qin Family’s bed.”

”But you better understand, this isn’t your Qin Wenrou’s bed, it has nothing to do with you.”

”Now, this bed is mine, and it’s not for a mongrel like you to bark about.”

Before Qin Wenrou could react.

Qin Xin threw a contract in her face: ”Before barking, open your mongrel eyes wide and look clearly.”

Yao Dazhuang and others hurriedly picked up the contract from the floor.

Once they saw the words on it clearly, they were dumbfounded: ”Party A Qin Xin, Party B Lan Qingxin. Party A now transfers one rosewood bed to Party B, payment settled...”

This was a standard goods transfer contract.

It not only had detailed transaction terms but also account information, signatures from both parties, and Qin Xin’s signature along with a personal seal.

This bed was sold by Qin Xin to Lan Qingxin.

Song Anjing, the girl sipping melon-flavored milk while spectating, was the first to speak, with innocent delight: ”So, it’s our Xinxin who bought it with real money. Tsk tsk, who said our Xinxin was poor and shabby? Let me see you buy a five million bed?”

Ao Xinghao’s brilliant eyes flashed with light, and he was the second to speak, lazily and snarkily: ”Qin Wenrou, it seems your status in the Qin Family isn’t all that. Even the family bed was sold without your knowing, and you falsely claimed it was something your sister left for you. I seriously doubt if you truly loved your sister that much or if you’re just greedy for money?”

Everyone in Class 2: ”...”

God Ao dealt a beautiful blow to the face; your daddy is still your daddy!

Qin Wenrou felt so humiliated she wanted to disappear, her face looking extremely ugly!

She still tried to struggle: ”This contract must be fake...”

Qin Xin was long dead, so how could she sell a bed?

But Lan Yingjun carefully examined the contract and heavily confirmed: ”This is indeed Qin Xin’s signature and seal.”

Moreover, the date is before her death.

There’s no possibility of it being fake.

The news of Qin Xin’s death wasn’t public, so he couldn’t say much and signaled Qin Wenrou to shut up.

Today’s blunder has spiraled out of control, and if it continues, it will be irreparable.

He needed to resolve this quickly.

After some thought, he put on a serious face and spoke sternly to Qin Wenrou: ”Don’t misunderstand Qingxin anymore, she is actually my distant cousin and is considered part of the Lan Family.”

Qin Wenrou was incredulous: ”...”

Everyone else was even more shocked: ”...”

Lan Qingxin wasn’t just some country bumpkin, she actually had a family connection to the Lan Family? No wonder she could afford such an expensive rosewood bed!

Wow, there was a rich big shot right by their side all along, and they hadn’t noticed.

Lan Yingjun thought that by offering Lan Qingxin face in public and reprimanding Qin Wenrou with a few words, the ugly girl might mellow out, and they could move past this issue.

Who knew.

The very next moment.

Qin Xin: ”Sorry, I don’t have down-and-dirty relatives like you.”

That would be a massive slap in the face!

And it was like grinding it into the ground, rubbing it back and forth.

Everyone was enjoying the spectacle to an extreme, but no one expected that the face-slapping hadn’t ended yet, it was just the beginning—

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