Chapter 232
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I'll get back at you.
"Song Yaoyao, get someone to return their clothes. If someone sees them …"
Huo Ningxi had already noticed that a few students from other classes were quietly poking their heads out of the windows to watch. After all, they were his classmates, so he couldn't just ignore them.
Although he felt that these people deserved it!
"Class is about to end."
An Feiran looked at the time and suggested, "There has to be a solution."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"An Feiran, do you dare to trick me?"
"Shut up!" A boy from Class Three threw his underwear at his face and rolled his eyes. "You still dare to talk back? Who gave you the courage? Liang Jingru? "
"Oh, little An Feiran, what are you trying to do?" Tang Xinrou glanced at An Feiran and winked mischievously.
An Feiran blushed. "Since they want the clothes back, they can just pay the ransom."
"F * ck! An Feiran, you idiot! "
"What kind of suggestion is this? He didn't have money, only his life! If worse comes to worst, I'll run around naked! "
Song Yaoyao did not care. If these people wanted to stand up for Song Jingwan, then so be it. "I'll leave this matter to you guys. Take the money as class fees. I won't interfere."
She waved her hand elegantly, not taking away a single cloud.
Tang Xinrou was amused. She patted An Feiran's shoulder and said, "Not bad. You've learned the essence of our Class Three so quickly. Keep it up!"
With that, she quickly chased after Song Yaoyao.
An Feiran's face was rosy. She looked fair and shy, and her voice was soft and gentle.
After Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao left, he walked over and asked, "This pair of underwear is 100 yuan. Does anyone want it?"
His temperament was refined and clean, but the words he spoke were shocking.
In the end, no matter how unwilling they were, the few boys who came to find trouble could only grit their teeth and pay for their clothes back.
In fact, not many people saw them like this. Those who wanted to watch the fun were completely blocked by the figures of the third class. They couldn't even see their shadows.
However, they still felt humiliated. It just so happened that this time, the grudge between them and the third class had been completely formed.
*
Under Song Jingwan's tearful complaints, Song Wen-chuan soon arrived.
Song Jingwan cried and apologized to everyone, and paid back the money they had been cheated by Class Three. Then she took her schoolbag and left.
At first, everyone was angry, but when they saw Song Jingwan crying like a pear blossom in the rain, they felt extremely wronged. The dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, leaving behind only heartache.
Outside the school gate.
Song Wen-chuan came over. "Jingwan, what's the matter?"
He had just rushed over from the company, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and there was obvious tiredness in his eyes.
"Boohoo, Brother — —"
Song Jingwan didn't say a word. She threw herself into his arms and cried bitterly.
Song Wen-chuan was slightly stunned. His hand froze in mid-air. After a long while, he tried to pat her back.
He sighed. "Don't cry. Did you suffer at school?"
As soon as she heard this, Song Jingwan cried even louder.
Song Wen-chuan wasn't good at comforting people. He frowned, and the worry in his eyes almost overflowed.
"Did someone bully you? Don't be afraid. Tell me, Brother will stand up for you. What about Yaoyao? Is she doing well at school? "
In the first half, Song Jingwan felt comforted.
However, when she heard Song Wen-chuan mention Song Yaoyao's name again, the resentment in her heart instantly exploded.
"Song Yaoyao, Song Yaoyao! Brother, when will you stop mentioning her name! Do you only have one sister, Song Yaoyao? "
Sigh, I don't think it's well written. I want to rewrite these two chapters … Next time, I'll just omit this kind of plot. Brin was almost done writing, but he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary … Sigh, there's still room for improvement
(End of chapter)
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