CHAPTER 807: CHAPTER 811: THE SLACKERS’ RED ENVELOPE GROUP (18)

Yu Xiaohua felt a chill from the bottom of her feet to her heart, her whole body shivering.

In the Dimension Chat Group, there was someone under the same sky as her, and unexpectedly close. Her first reaction wasn’t happiness but panic.

From the series of behaviors, she could infer this Beauty isn’t necessarily a perfect rich beauty, but certainly wealthy.

Being able to afford Treasure House’s food, clearly, she comes from money.

This rival with a start far higher than hers wasn’t enough to make her afraid? Intimidated?

Yu Xiaohua, aware of this bad news, felt terrible, yet continued scrolling through the chat records with a trembling heart.

When she saw several pictures of spicy snack packages, the air around Yu Xiaohua felt tense enough to solidify.

Her fingertip lingered on the picture, not moving, this.....

An extremely uneasy suspicion formed in her heart.

Just a while ago, she had seen this.

It’s Su Li..... Could she have known the little Xiaohua in the group was her all along? Hence the deliberate conflict?

Reflecting further, Yu Xiaohua speculated that perhaps when her appearance improved, the other had already noticed, after all, the two both joined the group from the Modern Plane around the same time.

Su Li still didn’t know her cover had been exposed.

The delicacies from Treasure House unsurprisingly received high praises from the group bosses, and in return, the gifts from the bosses, after enjoying the food, were quite generous.

Various treasures that made many envious, to Su Li, were merely the icing on the cake, largely unnecessary.

Her identity already ensured plenty and content, so she directly refused the private packages sent from the group.

Modern Plane-Beauty??: Stop sending me red envelopes. I’ve invited you to eat; these things aren’t particularly valuable.

For someone as wealthy as Su Li, the food from Treasure House was nothing; eating there three times a day wouldn’t be a problem.

Her words were entirely truthful, and the bigwigs unfamiliar with the Modern Plane believed her.

Perhaps these tasty treats truly weren’t valuable; they sensed Beauty didn’t lie.

Thus, they enjoyed the free meal.

Unknowingly, their appetites became accustomed without realizing, and dissatisfaction arose with offerings below this standard.

That, of course, is a later issue.

Right now, the focus is Yu Xiaohua discovering that her envious classmate not only dominated her in reality but also intercepted her only path to success, the truth making her eyes red with hatred.

Modern Plane-Humble Girl Little Xiaohua: @Beauty??, why are you haunting me?

Modern Plane-Beauty??: What are you talking about? Do we know each other?

In a rush, Yu Xiaohua directly started questioning mode in the group.

She quickly regained her rationality, suppressing the urge to curse Su Li endlessly.

She couldn’t expose herself; what if the other didn’t know little Xiaohua was her? Being proactive would just be exposing herself.

Upon seeing the message from the other side, Yu Xiaohua was grateful she had only said that one sentence, then stayed silent.

She understood Su Li’s character; if she did it, she wouldn’t hide it.

Does she really understand her? Not necessarily.

At least Su Li, who was also skipping late self-study, was leisurely reclining with her feet on the desk, cracking seeds and playing on her phone, utterly relaxed.

Seeing little Xiaohua @ her in the group, she raised an eyebrow thinking: Ah, the cover is blown.

She could imagine Yu Xiaohua’s state of collapse upon knowing the truth.

But she hadn’t intended to hide it.

Otherwise, when the chubby classmate from class three delivered the gift package, she wouldn’t have done it so openly.

Yu Xiaohua’s words stirred up a wave in the chat group.

The other three were okay, merely asked a few surprising questions.

They speculated the two new members were from the Modern Plane, possibly people who knew each other.

But in reality, it was mere talk; according to the group rules they explored, this wasn’t within the permitted scope.

Two people appearing from the same plane was surprising enough; thinking they were familiar or close made it impossible.

They couldn’t possibly imagine someone like Su Li who could bend the rules.

Hence, when Yu Xiaohua said this, everyone clung to her with questions, even Su Li was affected, being @ several times.

Among them, Prince Rong had the most significant reaction.

Facing bigwigs, he was always cautious, showing no other flaws, but when dealing with ordinary people like himself, his petty nature quickly became apparent.

Not just a little narrow-minded.

Just seen turning his words to another topic, quite malicious.

Feudal Plane-Prince Rong: So, Little Xiaohua and Beauty?? possibly know each other in reality, who’s prettier, is Beauty really a beauty?

This comment truly poked at the tender point in Yu Xiaohua’s heart, bringing a subtle ache.

She felt upset, unable to resist saying.

Modern Plane-Humble Girl Little Xiaohua: I’m not pretty.

Feudal Plane-Prince Rong: How can a girl say she’s not pretty?

"Prince Rong sends Little Xiaohua a private package."

Feudal Plane-Prince Rong: Sister Mei previously gave me a few Beauty Pills, I’ll share one with you, girls should be pretty.

Hua Mei also quickly came around, likewise sending Yu Xiaohua a Beauty Pill and Memory Pill.

She was much less subtle than Prince Rong, straightforwardly saying: "You should surpass that so-called Beauty??, see if she dares to call herself Beauty.

Su Li:.....

It’s not her, stop making false claims.

The title of Beauty?? was automatically assigned by the Dimension Chat Group, definitely not her fault, a completely unjust hit.....

Why wouldn’t Hua Mei let go of appearance matters, devoid of the Cultivation World’s bigwig demeanor?

Su Li secretly disdained.

To Yu Xiaohua, this surprise came too suddenly, catching her off guard.

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The next morning, the first to wake up was Shi Tong, who stared at Yu Xiaohua for quite a while.

Staring made Yu Xiaohua’s hair stand on end.

Shi Tong: "Xiaohua, how did you suddenly become much prettier overnight, like a demon absorbed in essence."

Yu Xiaohua’s heart began to race, she quickly took out a mirror to check herself, saying: "No such thing, just slept better at night, improved complexion."

Though this explanation was a stretch, Shi Tong couldn’t think of anything more fantastical and accepted it skeptically.