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An Xiunian shook her head, a bitter smile on her face, wondering what on earth she was thinking.
The other girl was born into wealth and beauty, never having shared a starting line with her from birth.
To her, all of this was far too extravagant.
Now, she just hated that money couldn't be split in half and used twice.
Of course, she didn't regret breaking away from her family. After all, she knew her parents all too well—they would never give her money to study abroad. To put it bluntly, she might as well seek out a wealthy patron to rely on, which would bring in money more quickly. But sadly, An Xiunian had Fan Shengmei's fate without Fan Shengmei's appearance, or else she wouldn't hesitate to stoop to any means to get her funds, even if it meant accepting a derogatory title.
Compared to the girl before her, her looks and clothes were downright earthy.
For no reason at all, An Xiunian felt an inferiority complex welling up.