After Posting A Selfie On Instagram, I Owed A Million

Winnie quickly chimed in, "Yes, she hates boys who are particularly proactive when they first meet."

"Last time, a boy just accidentally bumped into her and she slammed the door and left." Kelly added fuel to the fire.

It seemed that they were afraid of being exposed, so they deliberately asked Mike to speak less.

I pushed open the door and the private room was instantly quiet.

Mike looked up at me, his eyes changed from confusion to shock and he didn't care about the persuasion of the three people just now.

He immediately blurted out, "Why didn't you wear the skirt I bought for you?"

The three roommates panicked, Linda quickly got up and pulled me out of the door and the other two roommates comforted Mike in the room.

"Why don't you wear that skirt? Why did you change back to your torn jeans?!" Linda lowered her voice and asked, her face pale.

I pretended to be confused. "We can't wear skirts in club activities, so I changed back. Then the activity ended too late and I was afraid that you would be waiting anxiously, so I didn't change my skirt. Why are you so nervous?"

I looked at her pretended to be confused, saying, "Besides, why did Mike ask that?"

Linda bit her lip and didn't say anything.

"If you don't tell me, I'll go in. I'm hungry." I pretended to push the door.

"Wait!" She grabbed me, "I... I used your photo to make Mike fall in love online. The skirt was actually bought by Mike for you. He wanted you to wear it to meet him today."

"What?" I deliberately raised my voice, "How could you do such a thing? Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

"Please, Sarah," she was so anxious that she almost cried, "Just help me this time, I don't want to lose face in front of them. I promise to be honest with Mike in the future!"

I shook her hand off, "You used my photo to deceive people and you still want me to cooperate?"

"Please!" Linda was so anxious that she almost cried, "Just this time!"

I was silent for a moment, showing a reluctant expression, "Okay, just help this time and you must explain it to him as soon as possible."

"Sure!" She nodded repeatedly.

I secretly paused the recording button.

Back to the room, Mike was still asking about the skirt.

I smiled. "The skirt was not washed and dried, I'm sorry."

Mike relaxed at this time. He was diligently picking food for me throughout the meal and didn't notice Linda's ugly face at all.

"This limited edition bag is for you." He suddenly took out a gift box.

"It's too expensive, I can't accept it." I declined.

"Take it, just as a gift." He insisted.

Linda stared at the bag, her eyes were straight, "Mike, this..."

"What's wrong?" Mike looked at her in confusion.

"Nothing." She forced a smile.

In the end, I still returned the bag to Mike.

I didn't want to have any financial disputes with him.

In the next few days, Mike began to pursue me crazily.

At noon on the third day, I blocked Linda in the cafeteria.

"When will you confess to Mike?" I asked directly.

She dodged her eyes. "Wait... Just wait..."

"Wait for what?"

"He likes you so much now, I will definitely make him more angry if I tell him the truth." She hesitated.

I sneered, "So you want me to continue to be a substitute?"

I think she was reluctant to give up the gifts and transfers from Mike.

"No!" She hurriedly explained, "Just... wait until his enthusiasm is over..."

Her phone suddenly rang with a notification sound, it was a message from Mike.

She took a look and her face became even uglier.

"He transferred money to you again." I glanced at it, "Fifty thousand, you can't accept it, if you want to accept it, you must accept it on behalf of your own name."

I sighed, "Last chance. If you don't tell him before tomorrow, I will tell him in person."

When I turned to leave, I touched the recorder in my pocket.

I heard Linda whisper from behind, "Since you forced me to do this, don't blame me for being rude."

The next day, I was walking on the road and Mike came up and slapped me, cursing, "Bitch, you're hanging me up while dating my other two good brothers."

Beside him, there stood the other two rich second-generations who beat me in my previous life.