"Pa!" A card was thrown on the registration table in front of him.
Ye Yixuan raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief. She was exquisite, fashionable, and flamboyant. She smiled, but it was a contemptuous smile.
"Xu Meili?"
"Ye Yixuan, six years have passed, yet you're still dressed so shabbily." She smiled with disdain in her eyes. She straightened her back and raised her head.
The gap between them was half a head higher than hers, and it immediately made Ye Yifan feel like his chest was about to explode.
"There's 500,000 in your card. Song Shuhang asked me to give it to you!"
"Why did you come here?" Ye Yifan looked straight at her, but he was alarmed. Xu Meili was a junior sister who was two years younger than them. At that time, everyone in the school knew that she pursued Zhang Shuhan, and Zhang Shuhan was her boyfriend and her current fiance.
Xu Meili just smiled and changed the subject.
"Ye Yixuan, although you are ugly, your luck is not bad. You can also get a 3% chance of winning. Take the money and settle the house as soon as possible. I will find someone to sell it in a few days, and you can get half of the money."
"What do you mean?" This sentence contained too much information. Ye Yixuan was stunned and countless questions popped into his head.
"Are all ugly people so stupid? Hahaha!" Xu Meiling covered her mouth with a smile. "You, you were dumped!"
"I don't believe it!" Yi Xuan's eyes widened. This woman must be talking nonsense. "Shuhan isn't that kind of person!"
"You can make a call yourself!"
"Miss Ye, do you want this house or not? If you don't want it, there will be many people waiting in line for it!" The sales lady couldn't help but urge.
"That's right. If you want to quarrel, go somewhere else. Don't hinder us! If you don't choose, I'll choose." The people behind her were impatient.
"Yes, I want it." Ye Yifan quickly turned around and greeted the sales lady with his head lowered. "Give me a minute. I'll make a phone call. Please."
Seeing the sales lady wave her hand impatiently, Ye Yifan quickly dialed Zhang Shuhan's number.
"Shihan, what do you mean by asking Xu Meili to come over?" As soon as the call was connected, Yi Xuan spoke in a very loud voice.
"Let's break up."
"Zhang Shuhan, say it again!" Yi Xuan found it hard to believe. Zhang Shuhan had always been gentle and considerate to her after being in love for ten years.
"I'm already with beauty."
With a bang, she felt as if her heart had been hit by a big hammer, which made her stunned in an instant.
"Money, beauty has been taken. Don't act on impulse and don't abandon that house. After all, you can earn one million by transferring money. Let's give each other a penny. With this money, in the future, you..."
"Why? Don't you love me anymore?" She still couldn't believe her ears.
"Do you think there is still love between us? For so many years, I have suffered enough of you! Maybe, when you broke up with me after graduation, I should have promised you to accept a beautiful relationship. I didn't expect that she had waited for me for six years..."
"Well, you don't have to say that." She roared and cut off the phone. She didn't want to listen any more. Those touching words seemed to delay her heart.
"How is it? Do you understand the reality? If so, hurry up and register. The rest of the people are waiting!" Xu Meili put one hand on her hips and placed the bank card in front of spinning with the other hand.
"What are you talking about? Hurry up, you're not in a hurry, we're in a hurry!" The people in the queue were impatient and urged from behind.
Ye Yixuan held his bank card, and his hands could not help trembling. There were four hundred thousand yuan in it, plus Zhang Shuhan's five hundred thousand yuan. This was supposed to be the down payment for buying a house today. This house was originally a house that she had all her hopes for the future. Next month, it would be the day of her marriage with Zhang Shuhan.
"What's wrong? Can't take it anymore? You don't want this house anymore?" Xu Meili looked funny. "In the face of money, self-esteem is worthless. This is 500,000 yuan. This is more than the money in your card, isn't it?"
Ye Yixuan clenched his fists tightly. She felt that there was a fire burning in her body.
"Five hundred thousand yuan is nothing to me, but it's better to ask for nothing from a poor man like you. This is a huge fortune. You're twenty-nine years old this year. There's not much youth left, and you've grown up like this. It's impossible for you to find a decent man in the future. I advise you to take the five hundred thousand yuan. Maybe other men will consider marrying you for the sake of your money..."
With a "Pa—" sound, the noisy crowd fell silent.
"You... you hit me?" Xu Meili covered her right cheek, and her white and tender cheek suddenly turned red.
He glared at her with his eyes wide open. Her aggrieved and tearful look was really pitiful, which immediately caused the people around her to blame her one after another.
"Sorry, I don't want this house anymore. You can give it to someone else." Turning around, Ye Yifan faced the sales lady and took back his ID card.
"Miss Ye, have you thought it through?"
"Yes, I don't want this house anymore."
"According to the latest rules, if you don't want the house, you are not allowed to break the contract. Then we will not return the deposit of 100,000 yuan in advance!"
Yi Xuan's face turned pale at the news. "A deposit of one hundred thousand yuan? That hundred thousand yuan is all my money!"
"Hehe, look, the poor are the poor. Don't you have a lot of self-esteem?" Looking at her pale face, Xu Meili suddenly felt very happy.
"I don't want 100,000!" He turned around, grabbed his bag, and squeezed through the crowd to walk out of the door.
Walking into the sales building, she could no longer hold back her tears. As she ran, she allowed her tears to fall down with the wind. It was not until she could no longer run that she feebly fell to the ground.
"Shuhan, why did you betray me like this?"
Zhang Shuhan's careful care for her was still flashing in front of him. At this moment, it was like a big joke gathering on Xu Meili's flamboyant and contemptuous smile, mocking her innocence.
Her cell phone rang again and again. It was not until the third time that she picked it up powerlessly.
"Hello, Miss Ye. Your custom-made wedding dress has been delivered. When you are free, you can come and get it."
"Okay, got it."
After he hung up the phone, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Anyway, I only wear the wedding dress once. I can just rent one. There's no need to waste money."
"That's not a good idea. You are the only bride in Zhang Shuhan's life, and this wedding dress must be the only one."
His words were still ringing in her ears, but everything had changed.
"Ah—" Unable to suppress the pain in his heart, Ye Yifan shouted loudly.
On the top of the rooftop, a woman smiled blankly. She held a pair of scissors in one hand and a wedding dress in the other. The beautiful and perfect wedding dress was riddled with holes and had lost all its colors.
This holy white was so ironic in her eyes at this time, as if every trace of it was mocking her stupidity.
"Zhang Shuhan, get lost!"
A white one was forcefully thrown down from the 38th floor.
