Chapter 1765: Some people can only be viewed from afar, not up close 2

When she was with him, he was very good to her, but he was also very good to everyone else.

Wang Qing had a feeling that she had ascended as a mistress, but before long, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth... would follow in succession!

She didn't think much of it when she used such words to provoke Tian Yuanyuan, but after Zihan truly became her boyfriend, she discovered that this trait was truly too annoying.

But this was not the most annoying part.

There was another flaw of Zihan's that she could not accept, and that was his stinginess!

It wasn't ordinary stinginess; it was too stingy, just like an iron rooster, leaving her with neither face nor substance.

As the richest man in Jiangzhou and the Heir of the Sheng Family, his stinginess reached an appalling degree.

When two people are dating, they should at least have a meal or watch a movie together.

When Zihan took her out to eat, the place he went to most often was a snack shop!

At first, it was the Chenxin Snack shop opened by his older brother; although the seafood noodles there tasted very good, they were also too cheap—ten yuan a bowl until you were stuffed... The diners sitting nearby were either students or workers, and even migrant workers.

Students were one thing; although she had signed with an agency and was considered a minor celebrity, she hadn't graduated yet and was still considered a student.

But sitting and eating with dirty workers and migrant workers, she felt she had been humiliated.

What was their status?

What was her own status?

How could those people be worthy of sitting with her!

Under Wang Qing's strong protest, Sheng Zihan finally took her to eat somewhere else—moving from one snack shop to another snack shop!

Even if they occasionally went to a high-end restaurant, he wouldn't order expensive dishes, saying it exceeded the budget.

Other people's boyfriends bought their girlfriends designer bags, clothes, and jewelry; she had none of these, not to mention being gifted luxury homes or cars.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

The girls around Wang Qing all had such treatment, but only she did not, and she began to feel unbalanced in her heart.

Women like to compare among themselves, especially people like Wang Qing, who like to compare even more.

Originally, the girls in the company were very envious and jealous when they saw her climb such a high branch as Sheng Zihan, but later, when they saw that her boyfriend made no gestures at all, all sorts of unpleasant things were said.

Some said she was stupid.

Others said she was throwing herself at him and was brainless.

Only old, ugly women would throw themselves at men; she, a great beauty, had rejected so many rich second-generation heirs only to find an iron rooster as a boyfriend—it was truly laughable.

Having heard such snide remarks too often, it was inevitable that she would start to have doubts.

Wang Qing felt uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to vent in front of Sheng Zihan; she was afraid Sheng Zihan would think she was after his money and that she liked the Sheng Family's money, not him as a person.

Although she endured it without speaking, these dissatisfactions did not disappear when kept in her heart; they only kept fermenting.

Until one day, it erupted.

This day at the company, just as it was almost time to get off work, a gale suddenly blew in the sky, dark clouds gathered, and it was about to rain.

If this rain came down, it certainly wouldn't be small.

The agent showed mercy today and let the girls in the company leave work early if they had nothing to do, heading back in advance.

Everyone swarmed out of the company gate like a hive, heading home separately.

Several luxury cars were parked at the company entrance, and soon they picked up several beautiful colleagues.

Wang Qing felt very bitter; she had called Zihan before going downstairs, but Zihan said he was busy handling things at the company and told her to hail a taxi back herself.

Hmph.

The two had been dating for a month, and he had never once come to the company to pick her up.

Every time he had an excuse—either he was in class or at the company—as if he were the only person in the world who was busy.

Why weren't other people's rich second-generation boyfriends busy?

When he was with Tian Yuanyuan, was it like this too?

Thinking too much was useless; she had to hurry home before the heavy rain came down.

The clothes she was wearing were bought by gritting her teeth and spending a month's living expenses; if they got soaked by the rain, her heart would ache to death.

Wang Qing ran out of the company and saw two taxis ahead; her heart filled with joy, and she hurriedly waved!

The car was five meters in front of her, but it was intercepted by someone else.

Several girls from the company got into the taxi with giggles; not only did they steal her car, but they also made snide remarks: "Oh my, why is our great beauty Wang so shabby? You found a rich boyfriend, yet you still have to fight us for a taxi?"

Another girl said: "That's nothing; you didn't see her squeezing onto the bus two days ago. Truly shabby."

"Yo yo, so rich second-generation heirs can also be iron roosters, not parting with a single cent."

"Hahahaha..."

Wang Qing couldn't help but retort: "Who are you calling an iron rooster? You gold-diggers, what do you have in your eyes besides money? What we have is love."

"Don't gild yourself; what love? Who doesn't know you ascended as a mistress, forcing his girlfriend away? It wasn't obtained honorably to begin with, so how do you have the nerve to ask a man to spend money on you?"

"Exactly, things that are forced aren't a fair trade; naturally, what you throw at them, they won't cherish."

Wang Qing wanted to argue with them, but at that moment, bean-sized raindrops pelted down from the sky; the few of them closed the car doors, and the car drove away.

It was raining, and taxis were even harder to hail.

Her new clothes, which she had only put on today, were quickly soaked through; Wang Qing walked home in a miserable state and collapsed on the bed, crying bitterly!

After having a good cry, she went to take a shower; coming out of the bathroom while wiping her wet hair, she picked up her phone and found a missed call from Zihan.

She didn't want to call back, but she did anyway.

"Hello! What is it?" she said irritably.

"Did you get caught in the rain? I didn't expect it to rain so hard; I'm sorry, it was all my negligence..."

Sheng Zihan apologized, and the grievances filling her heart vanished in an instant; he still cared about her, he was just a bit busy.

Zihan wanted to treat her to a meal to make up for it.

Wang Qing chided playfully: "I don't want to go to any snack bar."

Zihan: "If not a snack bar, how about Wangyue Pavilion?"

Wangyue Pavilion was right near her home and was a famous high-end restaurant.

Wang Qing smiled with her eyes curved into crescents: "Alright, let's go to Wangyue Pavilion."

Her home was nearby, but for a girl going out, it was always a bit troublesome; after she finished dressing up carefully, an hour and a half had already passed.

Wang Qing thought to herself, let him wait a little longer; it is only natural for a boy to wait for a girl.

As it turned out, after she arrived at the restaurant, Sheng Zihan didn't arrive for another twenty minutes; he explained that something had come up at the company, which caused the delay, and he apologized to her.

This time she wasn't angry, and with a beaming smile, she said in a gentle, soft voice: "It's alright, I know you are busy with important matters."

The reason she was so "understanding" was very simple, because she had seen Zihan get out of a Bentley.

A Bentley, a real luxury car!

What did she say, Zihan was indeed testing her; those short-sighted people couldn't tell, which was why they mocked her.

She fantasized, fantasizing about Zihan driving this car to pick her up at the company tomorrow, and at that time, she would slap those vain women in the face hard!

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