Chapter 6 This Is What You Owe Her
Bai Lulu's wedding was held at a three-star hotel in the suburbs. The traffic was very smooth along the way, with green lights all the way, making the journey miraculously ten minutes shorter than usual. Mi Jing was worried about traffic jams delaying her before leaving, but she never expected the traffic to be so smooth today. Mi Jing's lips were upturned the whole time, and she happily drove her Chery into the open-air parking lot of the hotel.
"Hey, Jie, isn't that Mi Jing?"
Mi Jing had just emerged from her car, the door was still open when a sickly sweet voice that made her nauseous came through. Just by hearing the voice, Mi Jing knew who was speaking.
Bam, Mi Jing closed the car door and then turned around. She looked up and saw a young couple standing two or three meters away, holding hands intimately.
"Mi Jing, long time no see," Li Jia greeted Mi Jing with a smile, a smile mixed with obvious provocation and hostility.
Mi Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, the smile on her face disappearing without a trace. If she had a grenade in her hand at this moment, she would definitely throw it at Li Jia's face without hesitation to shut her up!
Before Li Jia got involved with Han Xiujie, Mi Jing, along with most of the girls in the school, didn't like her. Her sharp and thin voice made everyone's skin crawl, but she was one of the school radio hosts, torturing everyone's ears once or twice a week. For this reason, Li Jia received many complaints, and some even held banners in public protests, demanding her removal. However, no matter how angry the protesters were, Li Jia remained firmly in her position as a radio host. Why? Because her uncle was the principal.
Moreover, Li Jia was a rich second-generation; their school cafeteria was funded by her family. With such a good background, Li Jia was very arrogant, doing everything in an ostentatious manner and often provoking Mi Jing publicly. But Mi Jing wasn't easy to mess with; she would do anything for her friends and fight back fiercely against her enemies.
"The wedding is about to start, let's go inside!" Han Xiujie spoke before Mi Jing, but he was looking at Mi Jing, his eyes alternating between guilt and deep affection.