Warmth steps away and wants to run away from this villa area that is incompatible with her.
But after only one step, she almost fell down.
Damn it, how did Huo tingshen torture her last night.
This is also… too painful.
In the afternoon, she received a call from the principal.
After that, she came to the principal’s office with a heavy face.
The headmaster was wearing a decent lady’s dress, looking at the slender warmth.
“Warmth, I know you are a talented girl and very smart, but our Gao family will not accept an orphan as a daughter-in-law, so I will ask you for the last time, whether to choose our family’s silence and lose our job. Or give up Moran and stay in school. ”
There was no wave in the warm eyes, almost at the same time as the headmaster’s voice fell, he said: “I’m not an orphan.”
“But for us, it makes no difference.”
She clenched her fist. Anyway, her mother is gone. Being an orphan is much better than being the si’s daughter of the Bai family, isn’t it?
Without any thought, she said, “I choose to stay in school.”
Lin Youle was very surprised by Wen Qing’s answer this time.
This is different from her previous three answers.
“You don’t regret getting a job, do you?”
“If President Lin is afraid that I will go back on my word, I can write you an agreement now, and I will break up with Gao Muran.”
“Okay, very good. In the past two years, I have given you enough face. I have never come forward to break up you and Moran, but now you are about to graduate, and Moran has her own way to go. So, from now on, I hope you can remember your own words.”
“I will.”
When Wenqing came out of the office building, she found that it had already rained heavily outside.
She rushed into the rain curtain and ran all the way.
She still has to rush to work as a tutor, her boyfriend is gone, and the Huo family’s job is gone. She can’t lose other opportunities now.
When he ran to the school gate, a familiar car stopped in front of him.
The car door opened, and a pair of ‘bi people’ came down.
A man holds an umbrella for a woman…
The pace of warmth is stagnant.
She was going to turn around to avoid it, but the girl suddenly called out to her.
“Tenderness.”
The girl ran to her from under the umbrella, stepped forward and held her hand tightly.
“Warmth, I’m sorry, it’s my fault. You beat me and scold me.”
Behind him, the man stepped forward quickly and put the umbrella on top of the two girls’ heads.