Belinda would buy beautiful clothes for Helena every time. She even brought Helena to high-end entertainment clubs.
Gradually, some bad rumors had actually started to spread in college. They said that Helena was a girl who came from a rural village on student loans, but she unexpectedly did not work hard and only cared about having a good time all day long. It was impossible for a family like hers to afford the money that she had spent.
Many students in the college had started to discuss. "She must have some rich man supporting her financially in exchange for favors.” "Gosh, it must be so hard on her brother. He is so nice to her and has raised her since childhood." "This is the typical story that if a woman becomes bad, she will become rich. She is beautiful. She is just poor. Which beautiful woman is willing to be poor for life?"
"She is also always hanging out with the richest girl in our class. She didn't even think about whether she had the financial resources to live the same life that Belinda has. She had been envious and jealous of Belinda for a very long time, so in the end, she found a rich man to support her financially!"
"Oh well..."
"Enough. She's coming. She's coming."
Seeing that Helena had walked over alone, her classmates, who were whispering into each other's ears, stopped talking. Just as Helena sat down at the table with her lunch, Vincent came over.
"Helena, you've really gone too far recently! It's fine if you don't want to date me. I won't force you. It's fine as long as you're happy. However, you can't just debase yourself like that!" Vincent said incredibly seriously.
Helena instantly had tears welled up in her eyes. "Vincent, you and Wymond were the ones who had brought me up. Do you think that I am that kind of person?"
Vincent instantly became soft-hearted. "I don't believe that! Tell me then, why are you always tailing behind Belinda and visiting those high-end places? We can't afford to compete with her."
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