"Really?" Mary looks at her suspiciously. "Why haven't I ever called a hitch ride of such a good car?
That car costs more than a million yuan, right?"
Jasmine looks away with unease and smiled awkwardly, "It's just a coincidence."
"Is that so?" As Mary speaks, she turns around to see the gate. However, the car is no longer there.
"Alright, hurry up or we'll be late again." Jasmine wants to continue the topic no further. She holds
Mary's hand and walks quickly towards the door of the teaching building.
Mary becomes even more certain watching Jasmine's uneasy footsteps.
She is not that stupid enough to believe that someone will drive a car worth more than a million yuan to
do hitch rides. Not to mention gas money, the abrasion itself is hard to make up.
Jasmine doesn't usually take taxis, therefore she finds such a perfunctory excuse.
However, Mary narrows her eyes. It surprises her that Jasmine is so "capable". Even though looking so
innocent, she actually finds a rich man.
The cheapest car in Pehry's company has become a symbol of rich people in Mary's eyes.
Jasmine's relationship with her is neither good nor bad. They are no more than classmates. If
Jasmine's daily life is called simple, then Mary's is the exact opposite.
Mary always dresses herself exquisitely, and wears make-up whenever she goes to classes, canteen
or even to fetch a parcel.
Some students think her style a little pompous, but Jasmine believes that everyone has his own
preferences and choices, as long as it does no harm to others.
Therefore, Jasmine is one of the gentle ones to Mary. They greet each other from time to time, but
never have any closer communication like this.
Jasmine rushes to the classroom. A few days' absence has made her lag behind. Mary is not one of
the model students who attend every class, either. So, Jasmine has to borrow another's notebook for
references.
"Jasmine, what have you been busy with lately? I remember you didn't come to school for a few days."
Mary doesn't notice the disturbance she is making, keeping asking question in Jasmine's ears.
Jasmine doesn't want to embarrass her, and makes perfunctory answers, "My father is sick. He has
been transferred to a hospital here. I went to take care of him for a few days."
"Sorry to hear that." Mary nods and asks somewhat hypocritically, "How is uncle now? Is he feeling
better?"
"The surgery is done, so I'm back for classes. I don't want to fail the exam." While speaking, Jasmine
takes note quickly. She secretly hopes Mary stop asking, because it's interrupting her thinking.
However, Mary suddenly says out of nowhere, "May I pay a visit to uncle after class today?"
Jasmine's hand stops. She looks at Mary with much surprise, "What?"
"I said I would like to go to the hospital to see uncle." Mary seems not to know how unreasonable her
suggestion is. She says eagerly, "We are classmates after all. And you're kind to me. I didn't put it into
words but I knew it. You aren’t locals as my family do, are you? I'm going to pay a visit to uncle with
some gifts."
Her enthusiasm leaves Jasmine unmoved, only embarrassed...
"It's fine. My aunt and uncle are local folks. They won't be glad to bother you."
"It's not bothering at all. We're classmates...."
Jasmine couldn't stand it but interrupt her repeated asking, "There's really no need. I'm serious. We
can deal with everything in the hospital. When my father is recovered, I'll invite you over to my
hometown."
Mary can only reluctantly give up when she sees that Jasmine's firm refusal leaves her no chance,
"Alright then."
Actually, she doesn't want to see her father at all. She just wants to know what kind of people Jasmine
is in touch with.
Jasmine's father comes here from another place for a surgery. Even though Jasmine does several part-
time jobs a day, it's difficult to cover the medical expenses. Then maybe....
Only one car arouses in Mary's mind countless thoughts and pictures.
Mary holds herself as a goddess, way better than Jasmine who can only be called comely. But it's not
bad to know some rich guys through Jasmine.
However, Jasmine doesn't see through her, only feels a bit surprised and embarrassed.
Not long after, the professor walks into the classroom. The noises die away. Jasmine also gets the
chance to enjoy some quietness.
She returns the notebook to the student in front of her, and listens to the professor attentively, thus
missing the gaze projected to her by Mary from time to time.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, the long lecture covering two classes ends. Jasmine feels a little dizzy when
she raises her head because of her long-time preoccupation with the studies.
She puts her notebook and signature pen into her bag. Just as she is about to leave, the phone on the
table suddenly vibrates twice.
She picks it up and sees that it is a message from Pehry.
Jasmine is about to reply when a big head suddenly pops close from the side—
"Who is it? Your boyfriend?"
Before Jasmine makes any reaction, Mary has already seen the conversation. It is clearly from a man:
I've arrived at the school. I'm in the middle of the west path.
Who would to park the car in such a private place like the small path if he wasn't afraid of being seen?
Jasmine immediately locks her phone. She looks at Mary again with a frown. Jasmine is not of a bad
temper, but right now she is seriously angry, "Mary, how could you read my text message?"
In her opinion, it is an immoral peeping to read other people's messages without permission.
Mary senses her anger, but doesn't feel that she is wrong. She feels that Jasmine is so good at
pretending. Mary says embarrassedly, "I didn't know it would annoy you so much. Besides, I didn't see
anything since you put it away so quickly..."
Do you really not see it?
Jasmine wants to ask, but finally says nothing.
It's a meaningless question. She won't admit it even if she really sees something.
"I have something to deal with. I've got to go." After saying that, Jasmine rounds the chair and walks
towards the door, paying no attention to Mary's reaction.
Gazing at Jasmine's back, Mary is filled with rage.
If you are afraid to admit it, then stop dating rich guys. What a bitch!
The more Mary thinks about it, the more furious she becomes. Before Jasmine fully disappears, she
follows her back.
She keeps a distance of nearly five meters away from Jasmine, so that neither will she lose sight of her
nor be discovered.
And Jasmine, who is walking in front, doesn't even know that she is being followed in the school under
broad daylight.
She walks quickly to the small path in the west of the school gate, and sees immediately the Bentley
SUV of the color of champagne parked by the side.
Mary is expecting to see the Mercedes-Benz E she has seen this afternoon, but it's actually a ... a
Bentley?
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