Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 749 - 747: True Face 8_1

Chapter 749: Chapter 747: True Face 8_1

Lu Tingli followed close behind, "Muxia, Nianxia, you two truly are the pride of your mother and me."

"Little sister, I wish for you to grow more beautiful, to excel in every exam, and to take first place every year!" Nianxia raised her glass.

Muxia quickly followed suit, raising her glass as well, "Sister, I wish for your everlasting happiness, for you to always wear a smile, and for even better grades!"

At the end, the sisters turned together to look at Lu Tingli and Xia Ningxing, "Thank you, Mom and Dad!"

The joyous scene of the family made Muxia no longer inclined to think about Xu Zeming.

In fact, this secret crush was just a whim of a young girl, which hadn’t had time to deepen before she realized the person she liked was different from what she had imagined; thus, the crush naturally faded away easily.

The nightmare Monday arrived again.

It was the day Muxia and her deskmate were on duty at the school gate.

In the past, at this time, Muxia would be fully alert, searching the crowd for Xu Zeming’s figure.

But today, she clearly wasn’t in the mood for it.

Remembering what she had heard and seen the day before, she shivered with fear, even feeling a sense of terror towards Xu Zeming.

His heart was just too cruel!

So even when Xu Zeming walked by, Muxia didn’t notice him.

This made Xu frown.

What’s wrong with her?

"Muxia, are you feeling unwell?" Xu approached her, his brow furrowed with concern.

If it had been before, Muxia would have been overjoyed by his concern, but now, she felt hardly any emotion.

Not liking him anymore, he was essentially a stranger, so how could there possibly be any feelings?

"No," Muxia replied indifferently, then continued to stare at the school gate, watching the students entering in single file to catch anyone without a student ID trying to sneak in.

Xu’s frown deepened.

Why was she acting as if she didn’t want to deal with him?

In the past, her reaction to seeing him was different—a blush, shyness, as if she liked him.

But now she seemed like a different person.

He felt oddly uncomfortable with the change.

"But you don’t seem to be in a good state. If something is troubling you, you can tell me; maybe I can help you solve it."

Muxia really didn’t want to deal with him any longer, "I’m fine."

"Are you really fine? Should I check?" he said, reaching out to touch her forehead.

Muxia instinctively stepped back, raising her voice, "I said, I’m really fine!"

Her refusal was very direct, as if she didn’t want any further contact with him.

Xu: "???"

He looked somewhat hurt.

But Muxia continued without paying him any attention, "Please move aside, I’m on duty now!"

Muxia stopped looking at him.

Xu could only awkwardly walk away.

Scratching his head, he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with her.

Could it be that time of the month for girls?

It must be that!

Straight man Xu Zeming thought so.

After he left, her deskmate stared at her in astonishment, as if she didn’t recognize her, "What’s wrong with you? That was Xu Zeming just now, but your reaction was so indifferent?"

Could it be that she had been possessed?

Muxia glanced at her, "Or what, should I have thrown myself at him?"

Her deskmate misunderstood her, "True, with all these people coming and going, being too enthusiastic might give something away."

Muxia felt very confused and tired; she didn’t want to explain any further.

Today was not only the day Muxia was on duty at the front gate but also her time to clean her assigned area.

She took a broom and followed three classmates towards the cleaning zone.

While cleaning, Muxia was clearly distracted.

Nonsense—suddenly realizing that the person she had a crush on was like this, who wouldn’t be upset?

Glancing up unintentionally, Muxia saw Xu Zeming with a girl.

To be precise, the girl was confessing to him.

Muxia’s eyelids twitched, and, gripping the broom tightly, she swiftly hid beside a thick old tree.

Her hiding spot was so concealed that she could both see and hear all the conversation without being discovered.

The girl had a ponytail, and even though she was somewhat distant, Muxia could tell she was very pretty, with a beautiful complexion.

She bashfully raised her small face, looking at Xu Zeming.

Muxia thought, the girl’s heart must be racing right now, agitated and uncertain, overjoyed yet apprehensive.

She knew this so well because she had once felt the same way.

After hemming and hawing for a long time, the girl finally spoke: "Xu, I, I, I really like you..."

While speaking, she was breathing heavily as if she had asthma.

"This is for...for...you!"

After speaking, the girl stuffed a pink love letter into his hand.

Her face was so red it seemed it might bleed, and she hung her head low, too scared to look up at him.

She resembled a little thief caught by the homeowner.

Xu Zeming, having been through many similar situations, smiled, his lips curving upwards.

Looking at the girl’s admiring and affectionate gaze, he felt a great sense of satisfaction.

His family was very influential, and his father had numerous lovers. Having grown up neglected, being admired and looked up to was something he found very comforting.

He gently accepted the letter from her hand: "I’ll give it some thought."

His voice was soft, like a spring breeze or warm water, giving the false impression that he would definitely agree.

"Then...then when you’ve thought it over, remember to call me, to tell me, my contact information is in the letter," the girl said with a flushed face, stuttering out her words before timidly running away with a twist of her small hands.

Xu Zeming’s face remained adorned with a smile: "Hmm, I know."

By the look of it, he seemed to quite like the girl.

Muxia analyzed, unable to define her feelings.

In the end, she wished him happiness.

Muxia thought that was the end of it, but she hadn’t expected...

After glancing at the girl’s retreating figure until she was completely out of sight, Xu Zeming didn’t even look at the love letter and simply tore it up and threw it in the trash.

His expression was cold, a stark contrast to the warm and gentle guy he was just a moment ago.

He even said something cruel and sinister: "I don’t like flat-chested women, no tactile sensation!"

"..."

Muxia was stunned, covering her mouth in shock as her footsteps came to a halt.

How could he be so vulgar to say such offensive things aloud!

If he had said that in front of the girl, it would have constituted harassment!

He could have been taken in for a serious talk.

Moreover, she was flat-chested too, so every time he saw her, did he also think she was very...?

Muxia’s face turned red, then black, and finally completely green.

At that moment, she clearly heard the sound of her own heart breaking.

She!

Would no longer have a crush on this vulgar, indecent, deceitful, cold-hearted dog of a man!

Her love had already been fading slowly, and now, it was definitively broken off.

It was like the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

To hell with secret crushes!

To hell with the senior!

She would just focus on studying well and bettering herself!