Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 126 That Gold-Digging Cannon Fodder Woman 14

An Yueke has been particularly busy lately. In addition to attending classes and club activities, she also has to squeeze out time to work part-time off-campus.

She sighed as she looked at the text message on her phone. Her mother was asking her for money again, saying that her younger brother had been ridiculed by his classmates and was now demanding designer shoes.

My mother always says she'll borrow it, but she knows she's too embarrassed to ask her to pay it back.

An Yue gritted her teeth and only sent five hundred.

"Mom, I'm out of money myself. This is what I earned from my part-time job these past few days. It's enough for me to wear ordinary shoes. Please don't always spoil my younger brother."

Without saying a word, they immediately took the money.

An Yue waited for a while but still didn't receive a message, so she sent another one: [Mom, how are you and Dad doing lately?]

As expected, there was no response.

An Yue put away her phone and walked out of the school.

Her roommate asked her why she didn't apply for poverty assistance, and she wanted to apply too.

But when her father heard about it, he scolded her severely, saying that his family was not that poor, and it would be very embarrassing if others found out.

He wouldn't give her the materials she needed. The school offers a lot of poverty subsidies, and many families that aren't short of money also apply for them.

An Yue felt a little wronged. Her family was poor, and she didn't understand why her parents were so concerned about saving face.

They wouldn't let her apply for student loans, so she had to work outside every holiday to earn her tuition.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out beside An Yueke.

"Hello, classmate, are you An Yueke?"

An Yueke looked up at the boy next to her with some confusion.

Sheng Nian, slightly out of breath, looked at her earnestly and asked, "Do you want a spot in the national scholarship?"

An Yue was stunned for a moment. She glanced at the person in front of her and said, "The national scholarship is awarded based on ranking, and there are no more spots available for me."

Sheng Nian looked at her faded clothes and thought of Song Xianyin, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take you to find A-Yin and ask her to give you her spot."

She left as soon as she saw him, and they didn't even have a chance to talk. He couldn't let her continue down this wrong path.

How many years can she make money off her beauty and youth?

An Yue took a few steps back and shook her head: "No need, I've already spoken to Song Xianyin."

Sheng Nian frowned: "She definitely didn't agree. Let's go find her now."

She's made so much money now, why won't she look at her classmates who come from poorer families? Her heart has been corrupted by money.

An Yue felt somewhat confused: "Didn't you two break up?"

So what is he now?

Sheng Nian was taken aback: "You know me?"

An Yueke nodded: "Song Xianyin is very famous."

Sheng Nian felt a hidden discomfort in his heart. He looked at An Yueke in front of him with a firm expression and said, "We are still friends even after breaking up. You really need this money, classmate. My family wasn't well-off before, so I can understand how you feel very much."

He smiled and said, "Ah Yin doesn't actually lack this ten thousand yuan; she's just too proud to ask for it."

Hearing Sheng Nian say this, An Yueke was very skeptical, but she still had a glimmer of hope.

Song Xianyin is exhausted from being busy with club activities every day.

The school still has so many easy courses, and the teachers of these easy courses are extremely strict. Not only is there a lot of homework, but you can't even look at your phone for a short while.

She needs to find a professional photographer to take photos of her these next few days; of course, she can't just take any photos for business purposes.

When she got to the dormitory building, she saw two familiar figures staring at her.

She frowned. Sheng Nian was jogging towards her, and An Yueke followed hesitantly behind.

Looking at Song Xianyin, she suddenly felt a pang of inferiority.

Song Xianyin is so tall! Even though she's dressed so simply, she looks like a model from a magazine.

Song Xianyin looked at Sheng Nian with hostility. She stopped and frowned at him.

Looking into her eyes, Sheng Nian felt a little nervous. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ayin, could you give your scholarship to An Yueke?"

Song Xianyin glanced at An Yueke diagonally behind him, then looked at them suspiciously: "You guys..."

Did the male and female pairs get together so quickly?

An Yueke shook her head vigorously, saying, "Song Xianyin, we don't know each other."

We've only just met, to say we know each other.

Sheng Nian looked at Song Xianyin's outfit and originally wanted to praise her, since she was finally not covered in designer brands.

As Song Xianyin looked down, he immediately noticed the Chanel logo on her black-rimmed glasses.

Sheng Nian choked up: "A Yin, why do you always buy Chanel glasses?"

Song Xianyin was truly exasperated with this poor guy. It was one thing for him to be poor himself, but he also had to worry about what others used.

She glared at him: "So what if I have money? You're making a fuss over glasses that cost thousands of dollars."

Glasses at those big hospitals are about the same price; you really have no taste.

Sheng Nian started nagging again: "But you have to save money. You're still in college and you're already spending so much money. What will you do after you get married?"

Song Xianyin was too lazy to talk to him; they weren't even on the same level.

An Yue stood at the back, feeling extremely uncomfortable. She regretted not coming. She hadn't really had any expectations, but the atmosphere was just too awkward.

Song Xianyin raised her chin high: "No."

She simply wouldn't give them to them.

Song Xianyin's answer was exactly what An Yueke expected, and Sheng Nian was a little angry when he heard it.

He suppressed his anger: "Ayin, this 10,000 yuan isn't even as expensive as one of your bags."

An Yue finally understood why Sheng Nian had been so kind in helping her. They had never met before; it turned out he was using her as a pawn.

She didn't go to her part-time job this afternoon because of this.

"Song Xianyin, I'll be going now." An Yueke said to Song Xianyin somewhat awkwardly.

Song Xianyin looked her up and down, and An Yueke pursed her lips, feeling a little ashamed.

She's shameless now, she's after money. She's already been rejected once, but she still came back to her with her ex-boyfriend.

An Yue felt as if she had been pressed down several times over. She lowered her head and left silently.

Song Xianyin frowned as she watched her retreating figure.

The young man in front of her was still babbling on and on. Song Xianyin impatiently pushed him away, and he took several steps back.

Song Xianyin rolled her eyes speechlessly. "A little dog, it'll fall over with a push."

She goes to the gym every day, and she looks down on those skinny dogs who are weak and have narrow shoulders. She doesn't understand how someone like that could become the male lead.

Suddenly, a video surfaced online and immediately became a trending topic.

The video was a bit blurry, but you could vaguely make out the faces of the two people.

In the video, Song Xianyin deliberately tripped herself and then fell on Jiang Fengyan.