Let's Squander A Billion First!

This matter quickly spread throughout the school.

Du Xia doesn’t have the capability to act rich at school, borrowing money and not wanting to repay it. This rare gossip stirred enthusiasm among the crowd.

Du Xia didn’t dare to go to school.

Mr. Du couldn’t stand losing face and wanted to repay the money.

But Mrs. Du disagreed, insisting that Tang Xiaoqing instigated Du Xia, leading to the current situation.

"Are you crazy?" Mr. Du exclaimed angrily. "She holds an IOU, and you think this hasn’t embarrassed us enough already? Haven’t we lost enough face?"

"Old Du, why are you siding with outsiders! Who am I doing this for? It’s three million!!" Mrs. Du shouted back. "Can your company come up with that much money now?"

"Even if we can’t, we must find a way to repay it. I need my reputation!"

Mr. Du didn’t want to argue with Mrs. Du and stormed out of the house in anger.

Mrs. Du was also upset, wanting to blame Du Xia. But when she turned to look at Du Xia’s red-rimmed eyes and helpless appearance, she could only suppress her anger.

Mr. Du and Mrs. Du argued for two days, finally ending with Mr. Du threatening divorce if Mrs. Du continued to make trouble.

The three million in liquid funds was a substantial amount for the Du family.

Therefore, Mrs. Du instructed Du Xia to account for the purchased items, hoping to recover what little they could.

The clothes and shoes Du Xia had worn could certainly not be returned.

Many luxury items can only be exchanged but not returned, and if returned, they convert into store credits—meaning the money refunds to a store card, restricting spending to that store.

Moreover, Du Xia followed others, and some items were custom-made, making them even more unreturnable.

The expenditures on entertainment also accounted for a lot.

After scraping together whatever they could, they finally gathered three million to repay Tang Xiaoqing.

But because of this, Tang Xiaoqing stopped hanging out with Du Xia.

When Du Xia returned to school after some time, without Tang Xiaoqing’s protection, Du Xia couldn’t survive.

Du Xia could fight, but others could hire someone even tougher.

"Du Xia, make sure to clean this toilet properly!!"

A few girls pushed her into the restroom.

Du Xia looked at the mess, knowing they dirtied it intentionally.

The students weren’t responsible for cleaning these restrooms; they were clearly doing this on purpose...

She heard voices faintly from outside.

"I heard her family used to be very poor."

"No wonder she acts this way..."

"Exactly."

"Tang Xiaoqing was unlucky, helping her out of goodwill, yet things turned out badly, tsk tsk... Her mother, doesn’t look like someone with money at all."

"Yeah, she seems totally like a shrew!"

Du Xia clenched her fists. She had seen Tang Xiaoqing’s mother, elegant and graceful, without much embellishment, yet radiantly stunning.

Unlike Mrs. Du, covered in gaudy jewels, exuding a petty vibe.

The ridicule and bullying at school made Du Xia’s temperament increasingly peculiar.

Unable to vent at school, she unleashed her frustration on Mrs. Du at home.

Whenever Mrs. Du lost her temper, Du Xia would bring up the hardship she endured due to being switched at birth, instantly silencing Mrs. Du.

Du Xia was accustomed to spending extravagantly, and after being humiliated at school, she relied even more on money for security.

Since repaying the three million, the Du family’s finances were tight, and Mrs. Du had no extra money for her.

Du Xia swiftly found a wealthy heir at school and got close.

Having a rich heir’s protection diminished the targeting towards Du Xia significantly.

However, the rich heir was just toying, losing interest in half a month.

Du Xia did not expect this. When she sought out the heir, found him with a new lover, happily leaving her behind.

Without the heir’s protection, Du Xia quickly returned to her previous life.

No money, being targeted...

Yet she still didn’t want to leave this school.

-

One day, as Du Xia entered the classroom, she got soaked with water. She gloomily went to the bathroom to change.

As she changed in a stall, she heard people coming in.

"Did you see that post?"

"About Du Xia?"

"Yes, that one. Never thought her mom was so influential, relying on being a mistress to climb to power, no wonder she acts that way."

Du Xia’s eyes widened.

She held her breath, listening to the conversation outside.

Once they left, Du Xia took out her phone and logged into the school’s forum.

The post detailed how Mrs. Du, a hostess, reversed her fate to become Mrs. Du.

Years ago, Mrs. Du emerged from the countryside, not unattractive.

Back then, Mr. Du was fond of another person, but Mrs. Du seized every opportunity, got Mr. Du drunk, climbed into his bed, and became pregnant immediately.

Mr. Du parted painfully from his beloved and married Mrs. Du, who was carrying his child.

Due to disdain for her origin, even Mrs. Du’s identity documents were changed.

Over the years, she cultivated a little lady-like temperament, but her nature was hard to change.

After reading, Du Xia felt her mind buzzing, never expecting her mother to have such a history.

Like snowflakes, this matter swiftly spread throughout the school.

Daily, Du Xia was ridiculed, and the feeling was imaginable.

Not long after, the matter reached Mrs. Du’s ears.

Mrs. Du’s long-hidden secret suddenly exposed, combined with Mr. Du’s frequent absence from home, made her intensely sensitive and suspicious, questioning incessantly whether Mr. Du had someone outside.

Du Xia didn’t want to return home.

Returning meant facing Mrs. Du’s resentful face, neurotically suspecting Mr. Du’s infidelity.

Du Xia mingled with people at school, her reputation worsening each day.

In such schools, not everyone was a well-mannered young gentleman.

Though mingling with those people helped her avoid some targeting, it still was inevitable.

-

As night fell.

The city’s daytime hustle gradually replaced by dazzling neon lights, Evil Spirits’ nightlife was just beginning.

In a bustling bar, Tang Xiaoqing sat in a booth, her gaze falling on the person beside the girl opposite her.

This boy was really good-looking...

What a pity.

Tang Xiaoqing couldn’t resist taking a few glances: "Hey, do you have any brothers or younger brothers?"

Shu Juan looked up, glancing at Tang Xiaoqing: "Are you asking me?"

Tang Xiaoqing nodded with a smile.

"No," Shu Juan replied politely.

Tang Xiaoqing sighed in disappointment, turning her attention to Chuzheng: "Miss Yan, I’ve about completed the task you asked me to do."

In that school, Tang Xiaoqing was not among the top tier.

Yet the top tier wouldn’t care about such matters; they even despised interacting with lower tiers and had their own activities, where not even Tang Xiaoqing could easily integrate.

So, Tang Xiaoqing was the person with the most say next to the top circle.

Now, those associating with Du Xia were all briefed by Tang Xiaoqing.

They didn’t purposely provoke her; it was Du Xia who approached them herself.

Regarding the school’s targeting, Tang Xiaoqing didn’t need to say much; one simply needed to observe her displeasure, and those around her would naturally grasp her sentiment.

Chuzheng nodded, indicating she understood.

Tang Xiaoqing asked curiously: "Why are you targeting her? You’re so wealthy; it doesn’t matter whether you’re with the Du family or the Yan family, right?"

Of course, Tang Xiaoqing was more curious about why she was so wealthy.

Sadly...

Nothing could be found.

Including the boy beside her.