Zhao Jia’s brain exploded.

All she could think about was, ‘They know, they know.’ The news that her parents were farmers had spread.

Zhao Jia’s family conditions were very poor. When she was young, a rich family came to her village. They said that the male owner was sick and needed to come to the village with a good view to recuperate.

They built a small villa and had a car at home.

Their daughter was the same age as her and also went to the village primary school.

Zhao Jia looked at her wearing a beautiful dress every day. She was dressed like a little princess and had endless snacks, which made Zhao Jia extremely envious.

After all, she could only wear a new set of clothes a year. She had never bought snacks.

In comparison to the rich family, Zhao Jia looked down on her parents more and more. She also secretly made up her mind to get out of this poor life.

Later on, when she went to the town to study, many of her classes also came from the countryside. The people in the town did not discriminate against the students from the countryside.

sensitive. She always felt that

reached high school, she began to hide her

also had her eyes on Qin Churou and had

Jia a lot

afraid that she would be seen as coming from the countryside, so in front of everyone, she emphasized that she was the daughter of

that she would definitely do well in the future and was not afraid of

had spent so much effort to hide for three years were put in

between green and white, as

let Zhao Jia go. She looked around and saw that there were many students around

are you playing us like fools? What right do you have to look

the gazes of the surrounding students to completely change. They had gone from watching a good

right? Zhao Jia was

daughter of a rich family. They were afraid of implicating their parents, so they didn’t dare to go against Zhao Jia. Therefore, when Zhao Jia mocked them, they could

them that not only did Zhao Jia’s family have no money, she was

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