My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

You could only witness such a scene happening with Mo Weiyi.

Everything was finally packed up, Mo Weiyi looked at everyone and smiled slightly, “Well, I’m moving out. Although I can’t live with you anymore, we’ll still see each other in class. So when you have time, maybe we can finish that meal we didn’t get to complete last time. You choose the place, just call me when you’re ready. I’m off now, bye.”

After saying this, she left with her entourage, carrying big and small bags, her departure was an impressive sight.

The two roommates didn’t dare to speak until…

With a “clang”, Li Feifei angrily tossed her spoon on the floor.

“Feifei…”

Li Feifei sneered, “What’s there to act all haughty about! All she did was to be born privileged!”

The two roommates were angry, but dared not speak: “…”

Isn’t being born into privilege, enough already?

Moreover, being well-born is also a skill.

If you can’t compete, you have to accept it.

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Mo Weiyi’s new dorm room was right next to Su Wanwan’s.

Without thinking much, it’s obvious she must have used some shady methods to secure this location.

However, neither of them were staying on campus that night.

Su Wanwan finished her afternoon classes early and went home to practice driving.

That way, Huo Jingshen wouldn’t have an excuse to prevent her from driving at night.

As for Mo Weiyi, having attended five classes for the first time after such a long time, she felt depleted.

After making a call to Rong An, she went to the school’s tea shop to get a matcha latte and headed towards the school gate.

Being attractive, fashionably dressed, and adorned with expensive accessories, she drew the attention of passersby.

Mo Weiyi was used to such gazes from a young age, she stood upright there, took out her cellphone, and sent a message to Rong An.

[How much longer?]

Rong An replied, [I’m at the intersection.]

Mo Weiyi had just put down her phone.

“Miss.”

She lifted her head impatiently.

A young man was standing in front of her, wearing a denim jacket and sunglasses, his face obscured.

However, judging by his attire and the acne on his face, Mo Weiyi instantly furrowed her brows.

“What do you want?” She said impatiently.

“Miss, I came to the school looking for someone, do you know this lady?” He said, showing his phone.

Mo Weiyi instinctively looked over.

Surprisingly, it was a zoomed in photo…

“Are you sick?” Mo Weiyi’s face was blushing.

But not from shyness, but from anger.

Disgusted to the point of anger!

Even the most naive could tell, she was being sexually harassed by this man.

The man, mistaking her agitation for shyness, showed his uneven teeth as he laughed, whispering, “Miss, this is a selfie of mine, what do you think…”

“Get lost!”

As Mo Weiyi finished speaking, she quickly turned around.

But unexpectedly, the man suddenly grabbed her hand.

The strange touch made Mo Weiyi feel like vomiting.

She tried to jerk her hand back, but she was no match for his strength.

Song Quan was holding her small hand, feeling excited inside.

It was soft, tender, and smooth.

The daughters of wealthy families sure were different – their skin was so smooth it felt like condensed milk…

The more Song Quan thought about it, the more captivated he was, his face beaming with a pervy grin.

Lately, he’s been loitering around the school. He had even followed a few male students into campus a few times, but he rarely saw Mo Weiyi.

From time to time, he would catch a fleeting glimpse of her, but before he could catch up, she would be quickly whisked away in that Audi.

He finally had a chance today, how could he possibly let it slip away?