The girls’ dormitory at Imperial Capital Normal University.
Zhou Ya had already fallen asleep, but was quickly woken up by a piercing ringtone.
"Xiaoxue, can you turn down your phone volume a bit?"
Zhou Ya covered her ears and spoke with a hint of pain.
As soon as she finished speaking, a cold laugh immediately echoed next to her.
"Zhou Ya, you haven’t even become a rich lady yet, and you’re already ordering people around. This dorm is not just yours. What does you wanting to sleep have to do with us watching videos?"
Zhou Ya was slightly stunned.
The voice wasn’t Xiaoxue’s.
She looked down and saw three heavily made-up girls sitting at Xiaoxue’s desk.
These three were adorned with luxury bags, clearly students, yet wore such heavy makeup that they looked like streetwalkers.
"Who are you? This is our dorm..."
Zhou Ya frowned.
Before she could finish speaking, the last of the three suddenly slammed the table, pointing at her nose and snapping coldly:
"Zhou Ya, you’ve got some nerve, not recognizing us from the student council!
This is the vice president of the student council, here specifically to inspect you. Get dressed and come down immediately, don’t be ungrateful!"
Shadows moved by the dorm door.
Zhou Ya looked down, not getting out of bed.
She was only wearing pajamas, and there were so many people here, some even holding phones—how could she get dressed?
"Could you please leave first? I want to change..."
Zhou Ya frowned and said softly.
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman looked impatient and started cursing, pointing at Lin Beichen.
"Zhou Ya, don’t think that becoming some rich guy’s woman allows you to act high and mighty. The vice president coming to see you is a privilege!
What, changing in front of the vice president is too much for you? Should we call the principal too and let her see what a shameless hussy you’ve become?"
Anger welled up in Zhou Ya’s heart.
This is her dormitory—was asking to change clothes too much to ask?
These people hadn’t even said two words before immediately launching into insults and someone was deliberately recording her on the phone, clearly looking to capture something.
What if they were from the student council? Did that give them the right to trample her dignity?
"Get out!"
Zhou Ya said coldly, her eyes flashing with a hint of frost.
Looking at Zhou Ya, the woman felt a sudden panic and quickly avoided her gaze.
This girl seemed soft and weak, yet why were her eyes so terrifying?
Thinking this, the woman turned and looked at the vice president, a hint of grievance on her face.
"President, look at her, she won’t even get out of bed when you’re here. She really thinks she’s some rich lady, doesn’t even act like a student anymore."
Such a sly rebuke only made Zhou Ya clench her fists tighter.
Qian Jiahui was sitting at Xiaoxue’s spot while Xiaoxue had been pushed to a corner of the windowsill, her face streaked with tears.
"Xiaoxue, what’s wrong?"
Zhou Ya noticed Xiaoxue’s state and couldn’t help but ask.
Xiaoxue’s eyes dodged around, her pretty face full of fear.
"Did they hit you, Xiaoxue?"
Zhou Ya suddenly turned to Qian Jiahui and asked coldly.
Outside the dorm, nosy onlookers watched with faces full of schadenfreude.
Zhou Ya’s relationship with the rich young masters had caused quite a stir at Imperial Capital Normal University.
Few people knew who Zhou Ya’s boyfriend actually was, besides Yan Feifei from the same dorm, who knew about Lin Beichen.
Because of this, even though many talked about Zhou Ya, there wasn’t much envy or respect. Instead, it was mostly gloating and sneering.
Now that Qian Jiahui was here, they didn’t hold back, pointing at Zhou Ya and directly spouting their words.
"Have you heard? Zhou Ya completely lost her shame to hook up with rich guys. I heard she specifically seduces them, not for love, but for their money!"
"Money? Those rich guys don’t lack money. They just play with her and throw her away. In the end, it’s still our school’s poor guys who clean up the mess."
"These days, people don’t mind prostitution, just poverty. A whore parading as a talented woman—even after being used up, there are still people willing to pick her up. We’re not like her; she’s long since lost any sense of shame!"
The voices outside weren’t loud, but every word reached inside the dorm.
Qian Jiahui neither stopped nor corrected them, only looking coldly at Zhou Ya.
Zhou Ya’s whole body trembled, her face pale as a ghost.
Her relationship with Lin Beichen was recently growing, but they had always kept it pure.
A whore, a cheap slut?
These people were too cruel!
"Zhou Ya, you can see everyone is dissatisfied with you. Don’t you have anything to say?"
Qian Jiahui said coldly.
Although sitting down, she looked up at Zhou Ya as if examining her, like looking down on an ant.
"People can say what they want, how can I control their mouths?"
Zhou Ya said bluntly, pulling the blanket tighter around her.
Surrounded by enemies, she felt like a prisoner.
At this moment, Lin Beichen’s face flashed in her mind.
If only Lin Beichen were here...
"I have a way to change everyone’s attitude towards you."
Qian Jiahui said with a smile, taking a paper from the desk.
"Just sign this, and I guarantee within three days, you’ll be on the school honor roll. How about it?"
Zhou Ya was slightly stunned, picking up the paper, her face instantly changing.