Chapter 313
Fiona glanced back at her pile of luggage.
One of them asked, “That junk isn’t all yours, right?”
Fiona’s belongings weren’t dirty, but they looked like cheap market items.
Her classmates were either from newly wealthy families or established ones. They might not be true high society, but they only used top brands. Just their bedding and clothes cost six figures,
When Fiona heard them call her things junk, she immediately thought of leaving it all behind.
She couldn’t help saying, “I don’t know whose things these are. I just don’t have anywhere else to go, so I’m helping out by watching them.”
“You’re so nice, but I think that stuff was probably tossed. ‘s just junk.”
Things like suitcases that cost a few dozen dollars and all sorts of woven bags obviously belonged to someone from the countryside.
This was a busy district where it was rare to find anyone struggling financially.
They assumed it was just someone’s trash.
“Alright, enough about that. Let’s head back to campus. I still have extra sheets and a comforter I can give Fiona.”
One girl hooked her arm through Fiona’s affectionately.
They surrounded Fiona and walked forward, but Fiona kept plancing back. After all, those were her things.
If she left them all, she would have to buy new clothes and necessities.
But remembering she would soon live in the Lodge residence, Fiona steeled herself and decided to abandon her belongings.
Out with the old, in with the new. Those cheap market goods no longer fit her status.
Fiona followed them to the dorm.
Seeing how neat and tidy it was made her vanity swell.
Her old home in the countryside always felt run–down. They no longer used an outdoor toilet, but there was always a bad smell.
Here, the apartment had a light fragrance, and even the flowers on the table looked artistic.
For Fiona, living here was like being in heaven.
“Fiona, here’s the room we got ready for you.”
One girl led her to a bedroom. It was empty but neat and clean.
It had a desk, a bed, a private bathroom, and even a communal computer, bookshelf, and closet.
There was also a private balcony.
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