The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

In the past six months, Xia Ling had risen through the ranks, directly making her way into the ranks of the rich.

Of course, in school, she was still very low-key.

She worked as a designer for a large-scale clothing factory. Whatever clothes she wanted to wear, she would go directly to the shop and the clothing factory would mass-produce them.

However, every time, she would leave one or two styles for herself to wear, so that the clothing factory would be delayed from going on sale.

*

By the time she was in the second semester of her freshman year...

The whole of C university had already spread her fame.

Among this batch of freshmen, there was a girl named Mei Qian. Her family was very rich, perhaps even a mine?

She lived in a villa near C university, and she wore expensive clothes.

Every time she wore clothes, they were from the most expensive brand of Manyishi in C city, and they were all new styles that hadn't been released yet.

Every time she wore them, it wouldn't be long before Manyishi would be released.

*

Li Qing didn't care about the gossip among the girls at first.

However, the name of Mei Qian, the school belle, had spread far and wide.

When the freshman and sophomore year held a party together, his roommate pulled him along and pointed him out in secret.

"Li Qing, President Li, look! That's our freshman school belle, Mei Qian."

"You usually run back and forth between the student union and the teacher's office, so you didn't notice, right? Tsk, this Mei Qian... She's so beautiful! It's just a pity, I heard that the beauty is already taken, she's already... Hey, Li Qing, where are you going?"

His roommate didn't finish his sentence.

Li Qing had already walked towards the girl in the plaid skirt.

That crow green long hair scattered around the girl's waist, and her back view was graceful.

From her back view, he could already tell that she was a beautiful girl, and it was very familiar.

Li Qing held his breath as he approached her.

When he walked to her side, that familiar and delicate face really appeared in front of him.

"Mei Qian, it's really you!"

Li Qing gazed deeply at her, and the girl's appearance was reflected in his eyes.

Her long hair was like a waterfall, and she wore a plain blue and white dress with fine checks, as if it was tailor-made for the girl.

Her skin was fair, and her eyes were delicate.

When she looked at him, her eyes moved slightly, as if there was a dark ripple in them.

Then, she faintly took two steps back, distancing herself from him.

"Senior Li, what a coincidence."

Xia Ling looked at Li Qing.

Her smile was polite and distant.

*

However, looking at her, Li Qing's expression was so complicated.

"Mei Qian, I didn't expect that you'd actually come to C university as well."

Initially, he had thought that people who were not from the same world as him and had been abandoned by him could actually appear in the same university.

Li Qing knew that Mei Qian's talent in learning was only ordinary. Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the professional examination last year.

However, he didn't expect that this year, she would actually be able to reach his current level through hard work.

*

"Mei Qian, you know senior Li?" Her roommate was surprised.

Li Qing was handsome and gentle.

He usually worked in the student union and was highly regarded by the teachers. Not long after he arrived at school, he showed off in C city's mathematics weekly and published his thesis.

There had always been a spot for the exchange of beauty in the school. In private, everyone said that when Li Qing was in his fourth year, he would not be able to escape this spot.

However, how could such a popular figure know a freshman that he had known before?

Anyone would think too much of this scene.

Xia Ling said lightly, "I know him. Senior Li went to the countryside to be an educated youth in our village. He helped me fill in my junior high school curriculum."

At that time, Mei Qian and Li Qing had an ambiguous relationship. Who knew how much love was hidden...?