In the past few days, there have been more topics on the campus. Most of them were about the new school belle of Hui University, Feng Xinyao.
"I heard that she's a rich young lady from a good family." Yang Xin stared at her cell phone and didn't forget to share the gossip with her roommates.
At this moment, Zheng Yue had gone to the library to study. At night, only three people were in the dormitory.
Leng Yan had also heard of this person. "She's very beautiful and is famous for being gentle and kind."
Yang Xin nodded. At this moment, she happened to see a post about Feng Xinyao on the forum. It was a student who posted that she had met Feng Xinyao by chance and the other party had helped her.
"But she's not half as good-looking as Qiaoqiao," Yang Xin said honestly.
She didn't know what these people were thinking to choose Feng Xinyao as the school belle.
"Everyone's judgment of aesthetics is different." Murong Qiao said casually.
She had never cared about this kind of empty reputation. She wished that everyone would retract their focus on her and redirect it at someone else.
Peace and quiet was better than anything.
"But it would be fine if they only talked about Feng Xinyao. Most importantly, they even said bad things about you!" Yang Xin was furious. Her fingertips danced on the screen, and she wished she could punch a hole in it. "They're simply talking nonsense. They'll write anything to bootlick someone else!"
Attractive people always attract discussions, but when Yang Xin saw someone comparing Murong Qiao and Feng Xinyao on the forum, she felt that they were blind.
"I saw that post too." Leng Yan's expression turned cold. "They said that Qiaoqiao lost because of her character. Otherwise, she could still fight for the position of the school belle."
"Ridiculous. I'll report every post of this nature." Seeing Murong Qiao being criticized like this, Leng Yan was also angry.
These words made even normal people feel suffocated, let alone Murong Qiao's roommates. Yang Xin and Leng Yan felt very angry when they saw these words.
Murong Qiao was not interested in these debates. "It's just a title. Besides, they don't know me. Who cares what they say?"
"I'm just angry!" Yang Xin was still "fighting" with others on the forum. She wanted to convince the group of people who spoke ill of Murong Qiao.
Although her roommates were very gratified to see that Murong Qiao was not affected, it was precisely because they knew how good a person Murong Qiao was that Yang Xin and Leng Yan really wanted to change those students' opinions.
Murong Qiao turned around helplessly in Yang Xin's direction. She wanted to pat her shoulder, but she happened to see the post on Yang Xin's screen from the angle.
On it was a document about Feng Xinyao.
"The Murong Family?" Murong Qiao read the big red words on it softly.
Feng Xinyao is related to the Murong Family?
When it came to the Murong Family, Murong Qiao was a little interested. She found the post and read it carefully.
With the mention of the school belle and the label of Murong family, many people directly clicked in.
"Isn't the school belle's surname Feng? How can she freeload on this?"
"1 looked up their family background, and it seems that Feng Xinyao is the daughter of the cousin of the old chairman of the Murong family. It's quite a connection."
"Rounding it up, she really is related to the Murong family."
Murong Qiao didn't miss the comments and naturally saw the explanation of Feng Xinyao's identity.
The "old chairman" mentioned refers to Murong Qiao's grandfather. After Murong Qiao calculated and sorted out this complex relationship, she felt dizzy. It involved several generations of people.
"I used to go to middle school with Feng Xinyao. I heard that when Old Chairman Murong was around, he liked her very much. Every time our school had a long vacation, Feng Xinyao would go back to see him."
"Yes, yes, yes. Moreover, didn't the Murong Family adopt a few children previously? It seems that he wanted to take Feng Xinyao in as his god-granddaughter at that time. In the end, before he could do this, the old chairman of the Murong Family passed away."
"In that case, doesn't that mean that Feng Xinyao is the precious princess of the Murong Family? Looking at how gentle and beautiful she is, she must have been spoiled since she was young!"
"As a god-granddaughter, she must have been raised and cherished by the Murong family as a beloved sister. It's not surprising that her older brothers would dote on her."
Good lord, the way they talked was so convincing that even she couldn't help but believe them.
Reading the discussions and comments online, Murong Qiao began to have some questions about Feng Xinyao as well.
She opened her contact list and subconsciously wanted to call her Fifth Brother to ask, but considering that the other party should be filming at this time, she could only give up.
Big Brother was probably still busy working in the company. Second Brother went to bed at ten o'clock sharp. So, that leaves...
[Big Brother, do you know Feng Xinyao?] Murong Qiao sent a message to Murong Chuan.
[1 know her.] Murong Chuan immediately replied.
When Murong Qiao saw those three words, his heart rippled. The light in her eyes dimmed, carrying a hint of disappointment that even she didn't notice.
"So everything on the Internet is true? [Kitty tears emoji]" She didn't expect her brothers to really know Feng Xinyao.
It turned out that her Big Brothers didn't belong to her alone.
Murong Qiao pursed her lips and sat on the bed, hugging his legs and curling up. She looked at the phone screen eagerly, feeling a little sad.
The care and concern from before was not unique to her. Feng Xinyao had probably enjoyed it long ago.
As Murong Qiao let her imagination run wild. Murong Chuan, who was originally researching, stared at the emoji sent by his Little Sister in a daze.
[What is it?] He asked if he didn't understand.
Feng Xinyao? Murong Chuan suddenly remembered that her parents did mention this matter some time ago, saying that Feng Xinyao was also studying at Hui University.
He then opened the school forum to see if something had happened on campus.
With one look, he saw the discussions about Feng Xinyao.
[It's fake.] Murong Chuan hurriedly replied. Now, he finally understood why his Little Sister asked him this.
He typed and sent it over, but his gaze couldn't help but land on the crying kitten emoticon. Seeing the cute little kitten's big eyes filled with pearls and the expression that looked like it was about to cry, his heart softened.
Murong Chuan's retracted hand also hesitated. Murong Qiao's face appeared in front of him and gradually merged with the cat's tears.
She looked pitiful.
[Grandpa has never thought of taking her in as his granddaughter, and we didn't want her to be our Little Sister. This person has evil intentions. Stay away from her.] He couldn't help but say again, trying to make his answer not so cold.
Murong Qiao had been staring at the screen, so she saw Murong Chuan's message immediately.
Fake?
When she realized this, the corners of her mouth subconsciously curled up.
When Murong Qiao saw the message, she began to speculate and come up with some theories in her mind. It seems that Feng Xinyao may not be as good as the students say she is.
Since Murong Chuan said that, Murong Qiao naturally believed him. However, she probably wouldn't be able to get anything more out of him.
"Alright, I understand. Goodnight, Big Brother! [Kitten heart emoji]" Murong Qiao decided to ask her Fifth Brother more tomorrow and said goodnight to Murong Chuan in satisfaction.
It was getting late. Murong Chuan looked at the message from his Little Sister. When he learned that she was going to sleep, he planned to continue with his research.
However, he held the pen in his hand and didn't put it down for a long time.
Murong Chuan was silent for a long time before he picked up his phone and replied to Murong Qiao.
"Goodnight. [Heart]"
Murong Qiao, who was already lying down, felt her cell phone vibrate. She hurriedly picked it up and took a look. Then, she couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing Third Brother's red heart after his concise words, it was obvious that he was expressing his agreement.
It was simple, but cute..