Chapter 224 - A Slut’s Gotta Be Fake (1/2)

Chapter 224: A s.l.u.t’s Gotta Be Fake

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After a brief silence, everyone started criticizing again.

Xia Ruya bit on her lips and stood up from her seat. “Stop it. Perhaps it’s just a misunderstanding—President Chu has yet to come forward.”

Jiang Ruoyin hurriedly tugged at Xia Ruya. “Ruya, I know you have a kind heart and can’t bear to see others criticizing her like this. However, don’t forget how she treated you previously—not only did she push you to the ground, causing bruises all over you, even almost spraining your ankle, she’d also framed you for having a motive for getting close to her. Why do you have to speak up for someone like her who doesn’t know better?”

Jiang Yuqian also persuaded her. “Ruya, you’ve got to be selective on the people you’re kind to. For such a vicious person, she wouldn’t thank you even if you helped her. You’re better off saving it!”

Xia Ruxue pulled Xia Ruya back to her seat. “Ruya, precisely because you’re too kind, she’d bullied you like that. Previously, you’d spoken up for her so much on the discussion forums and she didn’t even thank you the least bit. A person as heartless as her deserves to be criticized!”

Xia Ruya bit on her lips and looked tearfully at her friends. “Don’t say that about Xinya. Previously, Xinya had led a wandering life, suffered much hards.h.i.+p, and endured much sorrow—she’s very pitiful too! Instead, I… took her place and enjoyed everything that should have belonged to her. I owe it to her from the start!”

Xia Ruya’s pale and frail face had a tinge of stubbornness, like a flower blooming on a branch, braving the storm, wavering weakly and pitifully, yet strong and unbending.

Her act instantly aroused everyone’s empathy and sympathy as they thought about how she and Wen Xinya had had a row previously—so, she had been bothering her because of her guilt, and she really wanted to be friends with her!

The circle was right in saying that Xia Ruya was indeed so kind and pure.

Jiang Ruoyin looked at Xia Ruya unbelievably and said, “Ruya, everything isn’t your fault. When you’d been brought to the Wen Family, you were but around three-years-old. Since everything isn’t within your control, why do you have to blame yourself and feel guilty?”

Xia Ruxue also added, “Indeed, it’s not within your control. The Wen Family, not you, owe it to her. What right does she have to make your life difficult because of this matter?”

Jiang Yuqian shot an angry glance at Wen Xinya, looked down and consoled Xia Ruya. “Ruya, why are you so silly? It’s her own ill fate to have led a wandering life for fifteen years, what has it got to do with you—why do you have to blame yourself for this kind of person.”

Xia Ruya wept inconsolably. “Don’t say that…”

Wen Xinya stood nearby and watched Xia Ruya’s exciting performance—a few words were all it took to clean her own reputation, totally smearing hers. Outsiders would definitely feel that she had made Xia Ruya’s life difficult because she had enjoyed the wealth that should have belonged to her on her behalf.

Once again, she had used her own kindness and pureness to contrast her viciousness.

Xia Ruya was still sobbing like a child, her slender and frail body trembling as she wept, her body wavering like a flower in the face of the wind. “Xinya’s really not like what you guys think. She’s just a little quick-tempered, a little straightforward, really not like how you guys described. It must be a misunderstanding, stop criticizing her like this!”

Xia Ruya already looked absolutely stunning. With her current actions, many guys in the canteen were attracted to her good looks and fragility. Her tender and beautiful looks, together with her pure and weak aura, as well as her soft tears—who would believe that such a peerlessly beautiful and frail girl had a vicious heart?

Although the ancient people had left behind the teaching that a man could not be judged by his look just like how an ocean could not be measured by a dipper, it was human nature to judge a book by its cover.