She Was Just Too Clueless to Have Ever Used the Good Stuff

After hearing what his classmates had to say, Yan An clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he stared straight ahead with hatred.

He shook his head and murmured ruefully, "My family would never let a woman who's had plastic surgery marry into the family. If she really has had work done, the two of us definitely have no chance!"

Everyone looked sympathetic after hearing Yan An's words.

Wang Xiaolu was even more blunt. "I think so too. She's so beautiful, you can tell at a glance she must have been put together afterward. There's no way she's all natural. With a woman like her, wouldn't her implants pop out if she pushed a little too hard during childbirth?"

"I don't know either... Anyway, when I get a girlfriend, I'll definitely only want an untouched original!"

"Hahaha, that's what I said. She's so pretty she doesn't look like a real person. It's like she walked straight out of one of those pictures online."

The men pointed at the pictures on the phone, picking them apart.

Yan An glanced at Song Li's photo and sighed. "Actually, I think she's pretty good-looking too. But since they're roommates, I wonder if she's had plastic surgery as well."

"They sleep in the same dorm room. How decent could she be? She's definitely had work done too!"

"Exactly!"

They chimed in one after another.

Utterly frustrated, Yan An shook his head, then looked dejectedly at the bag on the floor. "I'm guessing she's never used Chanel before. She called it fake right off the bat."

The others sitting beside him kept nodding along. Wang Aotian, who led the group, said shamelessly, "If I were a girl and a man treated me this well, I'd be so excited I'd cling to his leg and never let go for the rest of my life."

"What a shame. Nothing we can do, though. Yan An just happened to run into someone who doesn't appreciate it this time."

Wang Aotian patted Yan An on the shoulder. "It's fine, Yan An. There are so many girls chasing you. Pick any one of them. Which of them wouldn't be better than her?"

"That's true. Sigh, I never expected her to be so ungrateful. If she hadn't pursued me so relentlessly back then, I wouldn't have been so generous with her. This is my first time giving a woman a handbag. I haven't even given my mom one before!"

Jin Xia had just returned to her dorm room, and the moment she walked in, she smelled a rich fragrance filling the room.

She had no idea who had sprayed such strong perfume. It was even a little overpowering.

In her previous life, she had attended a socialite training program. Since it was a socialite training program, the training covered not only clothing, speech, and manners, but also regular exposure to alcoholic drinks and developing a keen nose for various fragrances.

After all, real socialites grew up using the finest things in the world. They could identify fine wine or tea with just a sniff.

The instant Jin Xia pushed open the door, her delicate brows furrowed sharply. "What perfume did you use in the dorm? Why is it so overpowering?"

"Jin Xia, come and smell this. Isn't this Chanel's COCO? I'm telling you, it smells exactly the same!"

Zhang Niannian rushed over excitedly, raising her hand to spray the high-grade imitation perfume she held onto Jin Xia.

Jin Xia instinctively dodged, her body reacting on its own. She cast Zhang Niannian a sidelong glance. "If you like perfume, I'll give you some."

"You..."

Zhang Niannian looked at Jin Xia in shock and hurriedly said, "Oh my God, Jin Xia, you're that nice? Does this mean I've found myself a god of wealth to cling to?"

Everyone around them turned their eyes toward Jin Xia.

Jin Xia shrugged. "Let's go, then. I'll take you shopping now."

Song Li, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, made no attempt to hide her current predicament.

She rose, about to get off the bed, but Zhang Ru stopped her.

Zhang Ru raised an eyebrow at Song Li. "Song Li, are you sure you want to go out looking like that? Aren't you afraid you might run into your dream guy on the way?"

"What dream guy do I have anymore? Look at me. Everyone at our school knows I'm a plastic surgery freak now."

Helplessly, Song Li picked up her phone and showed everyone. On the screen was an exposé she had just come across on the campus message board.

Its contents were utterly "cruel!"

"Look, we've got a plastic surgery girl at our school too! God, I don't even know what she's thinking, getting plastic surgery so young."

"I got a picture of her profile!"

"Isn't this Song Li?"

The comments were uniformly nasty. Some even mocked Song Li, asking just how insecure she had to be to get plastic surgery at such a young age, when she had only just started college!

Jin Xia took her phone and tossed it onto the bed beside them. "You should stay in the dorm and get some proper rest."

"No! Jin Xia, when I decided to get my whole face done, I was mentally prepared. Of course I knew what people online would say about me, but I don't care at all. What I need now is attention. As long as everyone pays attention to me, I'll gain followers faster!"

After saying that, Song Li opened her Weibo account. Beside a cartoon rabbit avatar, it showed over eight thousand followers.

She excitedly hugged Jin Xia's arm and shook it from side to side. "Jin Xia, you said we could get a cut as long as we brought clients to the company for plastic surgery. Xiaxia, you meant that, right?"

Song Li's thinking was simple. Her account already had so many private messages.

The more people she brought to the hospital, the more she would earn in commissions.

She did not expect to make over ten thousand a month. As long as she could buy herself some makeup and ask her eldest brother for less money, that would be enough.

Although Song Ming protected Song Li very well, she had vaguely sensed that something was wrong lately.

Song Ming was indeed just as prompt with money as before. All Song Li had to do was act a little coy, and Song Ming would transfer money without hesitation.

But...

Her father's whereabouts were unknown, and Song Li had also heard that her family owed a mountain of debt.

"I understand."

Jin Xia nodded, looking at Song Li with gratification.

It was commendable that Song Li could show such awareness now. One look was enough to tell she was a promising prospect who could be developed into a major internet celebrity.

With her face wrapped in gauze, Song Li strode out of the dorm room.

As she skipped along, she picked up her phone and snapped several pictures of her face. Afterward, she did not forget to post them with a caption.

"Recovering from major plastic surgery. Even when going out, I've got to put together a cute outfit."

Jin Xia gave Song Li a thumbs-up and liked her post. "Did you take a sponsored promotion to sell products?"

"Jin Xia, you're way too smart! You even spotted that. I recently joined a social commerce group, and there are lots of suppliers in there. Look, this dress I'm wearing only cost fifty-something yuan."

Song Li pulled out a corner of her skirt to show her, brimming with excitement. "If I sold it, I'd definitely charge seventy-nine yuan. That way, I'd make twenty on each dress! How much would a hundred dresses be? Work it out!"