Rebirth of a Village Girl-Chapter 307 - : 104: Defeating Li Xianxian, Gaining Little Fangirls_4

Chapter 307: 104: Defeating Li Xianxian, Gaining Little Fangirls_4

Li Xianxian managed to keep a smile on her face, though she was so angry that her fingertips were shaking. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

“Oh!” Ni Yang exclaimed in surprise. “Sister Xianxian, why is your hand shaking?”

She did it on purpose!

Ni Yang absolutely did it on purpose!

As Li Xianxian looked up, she met Ni Yang’s peach blossom eyes overflowing with laughter, the corners of her mouth lifted in a faint dimple. It was blinding!

Ni Yang feigned concern. “Sister Xianxian, are you not wearing enough clothes?”

Killing Li Xianxian would be easy.

But Ni Yang didn’t want her to die so easily.

Because, boiling a frog in warm water was more fun.

At that moment, Old Lady Mo spoke up. “I think Xianxian is feeling unwell. Baichuan, you should take Xianxian to rest first.”

Old Lady Mo was no fool, could she not see through Li Xianxian’s thoughts?

Li Xianxian should take this opportunity to reflect on herself!

Hearing this, Li Xianxian’s face turned from slightly pale to ashen.

Old Lady Mo’s words seemed caring on the surface, but they were, in reality, driving her away from the Mo Family.

Li Xianxian never imagined that things would turn out this way!

The person who should have been driven out of the Mo Family should have been Ni Yang!

Why was it her?

Though Li Xianxian was utterly unwilling, she had no choice but to maintain a decorous and graceful front. Any further fuss would only be counterproductive!

“Thank you for caring, grandma. I do feel a bit of a headache. Then, I will leave first.” Li Xianxian rose to her feet, her face pale, her body shaky. It was pitiful to watch.

Old Lady Mo nodded, “Go.”

Baichuan rose to his feet, following Li Xianxian’s steps.

He took an extra glance at Ni Yang before leaving, but Ni Yang remained nonchalant about him helping Li Xianxian home.

Humph.

Baichuan curled his lips, she was playing quite the part,

Once Li Xianxian, left the atmosphere lightened considerably. Everyone was chatting and laughing. These wealthy ladies were normal folks after all. With Ni Yang’s vast experiences, it was effortless to communicate with them. She even gained a little admirer.

The little admirer was Li Yanran, a nineteen-year-old freshman. She admired Ni Yang to the fullest.

“Yangyang, are you really from the countryside?” Yanran asked curiously.

Ni Yang knew she meant no harm, and nodded with a smile. “Yes.”

“You are incredible!” Yanran exclaimed excitedly. “You have no idea how awful Li Xianxian’s face looked just now!”

Initially, Yanran thought Ni Yang was just a beautiful face.

She didn’t expect such a powerful spirit concealed beneath that gorgeous surface!

She was simply a role model for modern women!

If the term ‘goddess’ existed in this era, Ni Yang would undoubtedly be the unrivaled goddess in Yanran’s heart!

Ni Yang modestly touched her nose, “I’m just average.”

Yanran clung to Ni Yang’s arm, “Yangyang, you’re too humble! Let me tell you, I’ve been disliking Li Xianxian for a long time. She’s sour, always tries to show off in public, and acts differently behind our backs. She’s so fake! And all she does is disgrace our Li family!”

Before Ni Yang could answer, Yanran continued, “Yangyang, where do you live? Can I visit you in the future?”

Of course, Ni Yang wouldn’t refuse a kind social invitation, and she nodded with a smile, “Of course, I live at 58 Jinghua Village.”

Yanran said, “We live in Wancheng Villa, Block 68. You should come and visit me when you have time as well.”

For the entire afternoon, Yanran stuck to Ni Yang.

It was hard for Mo Qishen to even say a word to Ni Yang.

Fortunately, Yanran was a girl. Otherwise, Mo Qishen would’ve thought Yanran was taking a liking to his wife!

Only when the tea party finally ended and Yanran left was Mo Qishen able to chat with Ni Yang.

After the tea party ended, Ni Yang bid Old Lady Mo farewell, preparing to go home.

The duty of sending Ni Yang home naturally fell on Mo Qishen.

The same familiar bicycle.

Ni Yang sat on the back seat, her lips curved in a faint smile, her dimples shallow. The setting sun stretched their shadows long.

“Brother Mo, stop at the vegetable market up ahead. I want to buy some groceries to take home.”

“Okay.”

This was Mo Qishen’s first time visiting the vegetable market.

Although it was winter, the smell inside was less than pleasant.

Mo Qishen was tall and lanky, with handsome features adorned with a touch of elegance. Standing in the bustling vegetable market, he attracted a lot of attention.

Countless young women stole glances at him, their eyes gleaming with curiosity.