Chapter 172 - Zhao Jia’s Unwillingness

Zhao Jia was surrounded in the middle and was pointed at one by one. Her face was deathly pale.

Zhao Jia was not kept as a mistress. Her living expenses were mostly from Qin Churou. The clothes that Qin Churou did not wear were given to her.

Back then, the person who said that Qin Sheng was being kept by an old man was Zhao Jia. Now it was Zhao Jia's turn. She could be considered to have experienced what Qin Sheng had suffered back then.

Moreover, Zhao Jia had suffered a lot more than Qin Sheng back then.

After all, Qin Sheng had just arrived at the school not long ago and had not had much interaction with them. Everyone's attitude towards the rumor about Qin Sheng was just like eating melons. As time passed, it would pass.

Zhao Jia was different. She had offended many people. Even if she had not offended them, her arrogant attitude made many people dislike her.

At this moment, all kinds of unpleasant words came out of her mouth.

"Ah--"

Zhao Jia could no longer control herself. She slammed the plate in her hand onto the ground.

Clang! The food inside splattered all over the ground.

The crowd instantly dispersed. They looked at Zhao Jia with disdain.

After a few seconds of silence, they started to criticize Zhao Jia again.

Zhao Jia finally squeezed out of the crowd. Her hair was messy, and her school uniform was also messy.

With Zhao Jia pretending to be a rich person, the news that she was actually being kept by a man had spread throughout the entire school. Now, when the students saw Zhao Jia, they were pointing at her. Zhao Jia couldn't accept their strange gazes.

Zhao Jia found a place where there weren't many people before she took a breath.

She took out her phone and opened the school forum.

The first post was from the Campus Gossip Gentleman. In less than an hour, more than 1,000 replies had been posted. Moreover, when it was refreshed, there were more than that.

Zhao Jia clicked on it. After looking at it for a few seconds, her face was livid with anger.

She scrolled down again. Because it was anonymous, their words were a little unscrupulous. All kinds of nasty words and guesses came out.

What did they mean by being kept by an old man? What did they mean by being a nightclub prostitute?

There were all kinds of illogical guesses. It was very unpleasant to hear. Everyone was watching a good show. No one stood up for her.

The more it got to the end, the uglier it got.

Zhao Jia's eyes were red with anger. She scrolled down one by one as if she was masochistic. In the end, Zhao Jia felt her heart ache faintly.

She really couldn't control herself. She replied at the bottom of the post, "I don't have a sugar daddy, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Jia was very high-profile in school. She didn't hide her identity on the forum. Those who often mingled on the forum all knew that this ID was Zhao Jia's.

Once she posted it, there were more than ten replies.

[Ah, the real person is here.]

[Zhao Jia, you still have the face to come out? If it were me, I would ask for leave and go home. After all, I'm not as thick-skinned as you.]

[Zhao Jia, when you slandered Sheng Sheng, you didn't think that you would end up like this one day, right? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. As expected, bad people have bad karma. If you do something bad, it will reflect back on you.]

The last post was from Huang Xiaoyan. She had discovered it not long after she posted this post from the Campus Gossip Gentleman.

She held her phone and knocked on it.

There were more than 30 posts from Huang Xiaoyan, and they were long-winded. The rest of Class 4 also went on stage. They really could not take it lying down. Back then, Qin Sheng had been ridiculed by Zhao Jia, but Qin Sheng was someone they protected.

Now, they seized this opportunity to mock Zhao Jia and vent their anger.

Zhao Jia's face turned ashen when she saw those replies. She didn't dare to look anymore and threw her phone to the side.

Zhao Jia's face was gloomy.

It was Qin Sheng.. Only Qin Sheng had seen her mother. Who else could it be?!