Jiang Ruoyin quickly completed the relevant formalities and handed the form and a key to Wen Xinya: "This is the key to your dormitory. Keep it safe. If you lose it, you will need to pay to get a new one!"
Wen Xinya took the key from her hand, but stared at the list in her hand: "Miss Jiang, please wipe off the footprints on the list."
Jiang Ruoyin's eyes widened, and the anger she had been suppressing suddenly burst out: "Why?"
"You made other people's things dirty, and you don't even have the responsibility to clean them up. Do you just want to let it go?" Wen Xinya's voice was dull. Mi Li's face was tense, with extremely cold and hard lines. Her sharp eyes had a piercing edge.
"It's just a piece of paper. If it's dirty, it's dirty. What's the big deal?" Jiang Ruoyin was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes. If she really didn't mean it, there would be nothing wrong with wiping it off. But the problem was that she had just deliberately humiliated Wen Wenya, and now she was wiping off the footprints in a slap in her face. Isn't this just asking for humiliation
Wen Xinya stood there quietly, her tender and beautiful face giving people a feeling of strength and tenacity. Her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a frightening edge: "Dirtring other people's things and not being responsible for cleaning them up, is this the upbringing of your Jiang family?"
Jiang Ruoyin gnashed her teeth in anger, but Jiang Yuqian could not bear to hear it anymore. She looked at her angrily and said, "This list is useless now. If you think it's dirty, just throw it away. Why do you have to embarrass Ruoyin like this?"
Wen Xinya's eyes were sharp, flashing with piercing sharpness: "Whether this bill is useful or not, whether it should be thrown away or not is up to me. Before I throw it away, it belongs to me, and I have the right to make the person who soiled it clean it."
Jiang Yuqian wanted to tear her sharp mouth apart. Xia Ruxue glared at Wen Xinya in a veiled manner, "Oh, someone has brought her Wen family's eldest daughter's style to the academy. What's so great about you? In terms of family background, the Jiang family is no worse than the Wen family."
Wen Xinya looked at Xia Ruxue with a half-smile: "This is not a question of family background, but a question of personal quality and upbringing." Then she looked at Jiang Ruoyin with contempt and disdain: "Could it be that Miss Jiang doesn't even have this most basic quality and upbringing?"
Jiang Ruoyin was so angry that her whole body was shaking: "What a sharp-tongued mouth!"
Wen Xinya glanced at her indifferently, with a cold look in her eyes.
Xia Ruya came over quickly to smooth things over: “Xin…” Ya!
Wen Xinya's eyes flashed coldly as she looked at Xia Ruya with a smile on her lips. That smile made her hair stand on end, as if she saw the coming of the god of death. Xia Ruya hurriedly changed the subject, "Miss Wen, Ruoyin accidentally stained your enrollment form just now. I apologize to you on her behalf. If you don't mind, I can help you clean the form!"
Xia Ruya clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves. When she was called Miss Wen, she felt as if she had cut her heart with a knife, because that was also the name that once belonged to her. The jealousy and unwillingness in her heart were madly twisted, but her face was pale and delicate like a newly blooming white lotus, and she seemed to be trembling in the wind and rain, which made people feel pity.
Seeing her like this, Chu Jingnan also advised: "Since Miss Jiang didn't do it on purpose, Miss Wen, please give me some face and let this matter go!"
The sharpness in Wen Xinya's eyes seemed to have turned into a sharp substance, and suddenly shot at Chu Jingnan: "How much is your face worth?" After saying that, she chuckled, and the laughter was full of careless contempt and ridicule: "You just took office, and you can't wait to show your style as the student union president?" Then she looked at Jiang Ruoyin again, her eyes as cold as a knife: "How do you know she didn't do it on purpose? Do you have the ability to read minds?"
No matter how well-educated Chu Jingnan was, he couldn't help but change his expression when faced with Wen Xinya's sharp and merciless words.
However, Wen Xinya didn't have time to appreciate his skill in changing his face. She looked at Xia Ruya and said, "Miss Xia, do you dare to swear on the heavens and on your own white skin and black heart that Jiang Ruoyin did not intentionally dirty my list? If you don't dare, then please stay out of it and don't meddle in other people's business."
A mist quickly formed in Xia Ruya's eyes. She blinked gently, and a crystal clear tear slid down her cheek. She bit her lips tightly, looked at Wen Xinya sadly, but could not utter a word.
This expression would make people subconsciously remember her fragility and pity, and ignore what she had said before for Jiang Ruoyin. Even if she didn't swear, no one would think she was talking nonsense, but would only think Wen Xinya was aggressive.
Things had developed to this point, and Jiang Ruoyin was in a dilemma. It was not right for her to wipe it off, nor was it right for her not to wipe it off. She looked at Zhong Rufeng pitifully, hoping that he could speak for her.
However, Zhong Rufeng had already been attracted by the brilliance emanating from this girl, and the only thing left in his eyes was this girl with a cold face but a charming appearance.
Wen Xinya slowly walked to Jiang Ruoyin, reached over her and took the ink bottle: "If you don't want to wipe it off, how about we reciprocate?"
Jiang Ruoyin's lips trembled with anger. Thinking of how she had poured red wine on Zhou Tianyu at her banquet, she knew that this bitch was capable of anything. If Wen Xinya splashed ink on her in public, she would be even more embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and said with red eyes, "Okay, I'll wipe it off!"
Wen Xinya nonchalantly put down the ink bottle in her hand and stared at her with eyes as cold as a knife.
She is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. Everyone who sees her is fawning and flattering. She has never felt such humiliation before.
Jiang Ruoyin suppressed her anger and hatred, reached out her trembling hand and took a tissue from the tissue bag on the table, then suddenly clenched it so tightly that her knuckles turned blue and white.
She tried hard to hold back her tears, fearing that they would not be able to control themselves and would fall onto the paper in front of her, giving Wen Xinya the opportunity to insult her again.
The sheet was wiped clean and Jiang Ruoyin handed it to her tremblingly.
Wen Xinya took the list and tore it in half in front of Jiang Ruoyin without even looking at it. The "hissing" sound rang in her ears, especially clear in the deathly silent room, like the devil's sound from hell, destroying people's eardrums, penetrating people's consciousness and touching people's nerves.
"You..." Jiang Ruoyin widened her eyes and watched the A4 paper being torn into pieces by her. The pieces slid down her elegant fingertips and fell to the ground, leaving a mess on the warm yellow wooden floor.
"Remember, one must humiliate oneself before being humiliated by others!" She slowly raised her foot, then lightly stepped on the pile of messy debris, spun it hard, and then turned around and walked away.
Wen Xinya's cold voice stabbed into Jiang Ruoyin's heart like a knife. Her eyes turned red with anger. Her actions made her feel clearly insulted.