Chapter 954
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"Are you very close to Ge 'er?"
Old Madam Huo asked.
Bei Yunge raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xia Luqing calmly.
"I don't know."
She knew many people in the Qingchong Computing Center.
Wasn't Hong Chongzhen, one of their directors, hospitalized because of her anger?
Old Madam Huo didn't say anything.
Until someone came in late.
"Miss Xia."
Cheng Zihuai was dressed in decent clothes and looked handsome, attracting the attention of many people.
"Student Cheng."
Xia Luqing's eyes lit up. She didn't expect Hong Chongzhen's student to look like this.
"This is … a member of the Qingchong Computing Center?" Old Madam Wen asked.
Cheng Zihuai turned around and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "I'm Cheng Zihuai from the Qingchong Computing Center. I'm also a freshman at Yun University."
"Only a freshman?!"
Everyone was shocked. The person who could solve such a question was only a freshman!?
"I'm not busy with my studies in the third year of high school, so I had the chance to get to know Teacher Hong Chongzhen." Cheng Zihuai's tone was cold, but he was obviously confident in his ability.
To be able to say that he wasn't busy with his studies in the third year of high school, he was definitely a top student.
Then.
Cheng Zihuai didn't expect to see Bei Yunge when he turned around.
"You're here too?"
Cheng Zihuai inexplicably felt a ball of anger in his chest. He hated the person in front of him and had an inexplicable emotion.
He hadn't seen Bei Yunge for so long, and her appearance had clearly become more unfamiliar, but it was as if no matter what, she could still affect his heart.
Bei Yunge only looked at him indifferently and raised her eyebrows slightly without saying anything.
This made Xia Luqing frown.
Why was there something wrong with the news?!
Didn't they say that Bei Yunge had actually liked Cheng Zihuai for a long time?
But Bei Yunge didn't seem like someone she liked at all.
"Old Madam Huo is indeed kind. No wonder Student Pei thinks that as long as she has someone to rely on, she can be impudent."
Cheng Zihuai pursed his lips and suddenly mocked her.
Everyone present could tell that there was a grudge between Cheng Zihuai and Bei Yunge.
"What are you saying, student Cheng? Why do you have to say this in front of Old Madam Huo? "Xia Luqing seemed to be trying to stop the fight, but her eyes were gloating.
Cheng Zihuai sneered. "You'll have to ask Miss Pei. She was really amazing to be able to force Qin Youjiao out of the country after returning to the Qin family for two years.
Miss Pei is really someone who cannot tolerate sand in her eyes. "
After saying this.
Everyone on the scene sighed, as if they had heard some incredible gossip.
So, that fake daughter was forced to leave?!
Thousands of thoughts ran through everyone's mind, and they also felt that this was very likely. After all, Qin Youjiao was an outstanding socialite in the industry back then, but this real young lady …
At best, he was just lucky to have been reincarnated.
With such a real daughter who couldn't compare to a fake daughter in any way, the Qin family was like a joke.
Bei Yunge glanced at him unhurriedly and suddenly sneered.
She called out slowly, "Arras."
A large Alaskan dog ran down quickly from upstairs and only went to Pei Yunge's side.
Cheng Zihuai subconsciously took a step back.
"Howl ~"
Arras circled around Bei Yunge and barked excitedly.
Bei Yunge smirked. "Good child, be quiet."
Arras really stopped barking. He only tilted his head and kept rolling and rubbing against Bei Yunge's legs.
At this moment.
Bei Yunge said slowly, "Student Cheng, have you learned it? When someone says to be quiet, you should at least shut up. "
PS: Including the extra chapters mentioned yesterday, there are three more chapters.
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