Chapter 342
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Harmony Has Come to Life
Looking at the sofa, there was a big pile of gifts, none of which were opened.
It was probably brought up by the servants.
Curiosity rose in his heart once again.
Song Yaoyao simply sat cross-legged on the carpet and tore off the wrapping paper. Inside was an exquisite purple box.
There was a cute cat paw print on it.
Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up. She muttered, "I thought it was a prank. Let me see what it is."
Before he could finish, Song Yaoyao took out a small piece of cloth … a skirt?
Skirt?
So thin, so transparent.
It was a white puffy skirt with pink fabric.
There was also a pair of socks in the box.
There were cat paw prints on the soles of his feet.
Song Yaoyao: "…"
She felt that she needed to have a good talk with Tang Xinrou about the core values of socialism.
Tang Xinrou sneezed as soon as she got into the car.
The driver uncle said with concern, "Fourth Missy, the weather is getting colder. Remember to keep warm!"
"I know." Tang Xinrou rubbed her itchy nose. "But I feel that someone is thinking about me."
A gust of cold wind entered her collar, causing her to shiver. She quickly got into the car.
Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
She shook her head happily. "Let's go!"
At this time, Tang Xinrou still did not know that what awaited her at school was severe social torture.
After class, the students thought that Miss Tang had almost gone crazy.
She was muttering something under her breath, and her expression was absent-minded.
"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony … friendliness? No, that's not right. What else? "
Tang Xinrou scratched her head and looked at the test paper that Song Yaoyao had prepared for her in the morning.
It says: "Test for Socialist Successors."
The questions on the paper made her feel dizzy and her vision turned black.
Socialist core values?
What is it?
Hence …
Under Song Yaoyao's coercion, she began to read the news with tears in her eyes, trying to understand the state's affairs.
When school was over, Tang Xinrou heaved a long sigh of relief, thinking that she was finally free.
She watched as Song Yaoyao rolled up her test paper and stuffed it into her bag.
She smiled like an angel and said to her, "There's no hurry. Take it back and do it slowly. Good luck ~"
Oh ~ ~
Oh my ass!
I'm going to die, okay?!
Most importantly, Tang Xinrou had a dream that night. In her dream, Harmony became a spirit. It grew two matchstick-like legs and chased after her relentlessly. In her dream, Tang Xinrou ran wildly.
After running for an entire night …
When he woke up, he was exhausted.
*
After school.
Song Jingwan stopped Song Yaoyao and asked, "Where is Xu Yue?"
"Xu Yue? You haven't found her yet? "
Song Yaoyao's question made Song Jingwan speechless.
She pursed her lips and said, "She's in your hands. How are we going to find her?"
The Xu family had called the police, but the investigation showed that Xu Yue had not gone missing. She had gone overseas to have fun. They could still check her accommodation records and bank account notifications when she was overseas, but she did not pick up anyone's calls.
Including Song Jingwan —
This was the reason why Song Jingwan had always believed that there was a problem. It was possible that Xu Yue did not pick up her parents' calls, but not picking up her calls and ignoring her messages was a big problem!
Song Yaoyao looked at her deeply and found it funny. "I think you're crazy. I suggest you see a psychiatrist."
She turned around and strode away with her bag.
"Song Yaoyao!"
Unfortunately, she was in a wheelchair and could not chase after her.
Back then, Xu Yue had offended Song Yaoyao because of her instigation. Now that they had lost contact with her, it would be better if she did not come back. What if she came back and the truth was exposed …
I'm done for today. I've been writing all night. I can't take it anymore …
(End of chapter)
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