Logically speaking, such resources are not hers, but every time she acts helpless, pitiful and regretful in front of Gu Yang, Gu Yang will show her superiority and help her get these resources.
Although Ruan Yan was jealous and disgusted with Gu Yang's charity-like behavior, she also needed it.
Gu Yang was walking on the cobblestone path in the garden. The morning sun shone on her, giving her a layer of soft light.
Hearing Ruan Yan's words, she looked up at her with pity and said, "It's okay, cousin Ruan Yan. It's normal that you can't meet Mr. Ji. After all, you're not famous enough now."
Ruan Yan: “…” Not famous enough…
Does Gu Yang know how to speak? !
She had hinted at so many things, and she just said something so heart-wrenching? !
Ruan Yan secretly hated him. She took a deep breath, took out a box of skin care products from her bag, and forced a smile on her heavily made-up face: "By the way, cousin, I heard that the set of skin care products I gave you last time was damaged by the little beast, so I brought another set this time."
Gu Yang frowned slightly. You little bastard, are you talking about Feng Jue
The original body had a good relationship with Ruan Yan and they were cousins, but he had called Feng Jue "little beast" in front of Ruan Yan.
Gu Yang accepted the skin care products and said, "Thank you, cousin Ruan Yan."
Ruan Yan's eyes lit up slightly, thinking that since Gu Yang had accepted her gift, he should be grateful for the favor. He should agree to help her mention this matter to Gu Zhaoming, right
However, a minute later...
Two minutes passed...
A full ten minutes passed and Gu Yang didn't mention the matter.
Just when Ruan Yan couldn't help but tell Gu Yang, Gu Yang looked at his watch and said before her: "Cousin Ruan Yan, I'm going to the piano room to practice."
Ruan Yan: “…”
Ruan Yan looked at Gu Yang's back and couldn't help but hold her bag tightly. She didn't sneer until she left Gu's villa.
Thinking of this, Ruan Yan picked up the phone...
The Gu family is a wealthy family in Jincheng and they attach great importance to the cultivation of their children. Therefore, in addition to ensuring basic studies, Gu Yang had to learn music, dance, calligraphy, etiquette, etc. since childhood.
You don't have to be completely proficient in them, but you have to be familiar with them all to avoid being unable to strike up a conversation when socializing with other wealthy socialites.
Of course, before Gu Yang traveled through the book, she was the daughter of a top wealthy family. She learned more in elementary school than her original self did in the Gu family, but there were some differences between what she learned and her original self.
For example, in terms of musical instruments, before transmigrating into the book, Gu Yang mainly learned folk music, such as the guzheng and guqin, while his original self mainly learned the piano.
When Gu Yang pushed open the door of the piano room, the first thing he saw was not the room full of musical instruments, but Gu Jin sitting in front of the piano.
The lights were off in the piano room, and the curtains were drawn tightly, making it somewhat dim. Gu Jin, wearing a black dress with suspenders, almost blended into the dark piano. If it weren't for her strikingly white arms and neck, Gu Yang wouldn't have been able to see her at a glance.
Gu Yang frowned, feeling that this environment was somewhat depressing.
So she walked over and drew open the curtains, revealing the blue sky, white clouds and green tree branches outside the window. The sunlight shone into the piano room, making the room brighter.
Gu Jin looked up, his expression lazy and careless: "Why?"
The boss was brief and to the point, and his question seemed nonsensical, but Gu Yang understood it. Gu Jin was asking her why she gave up framing her last night, and why she admitted that she was a fake daughter this morning.
Of course Gu Yang couldn’t say, “I’ve traveled through time and space in a book. You’re all characters in the novel. I know you’re a big shot and I can’t afford to offend you.” Of course, no one would believe him if he said that.
So he casually said, "Maybe it was the fall that corrected my three views."
(End of this chapter)