With a warm and cold smile: “well, you’d better not regret it.”
She didn’t say anything, just sat down, opened the book, and did the exercises.
Song Ruo clenched her fist, glared at her, and returned to her bed with a snort.
The next day, the whole school was gossiping about how to bully a warm roommate, seduce a warm boyfriend, and be caught on the spot.
After class, Wen Qing was about to leave. Song Ruo rushed in from the outside. She ran to Wen Qing and cried, “Wen Qing, why do you treat me like this? I like you so much. Why do you slander me on the forum?”
Holding the book with a warm expression and a cold face, she stood up and looked at her, “sad” said: “I was hurt by you and saw the moment you two were on the bed with my own eyes. I was really sad and painful, but I also liked you very much. So when you said, you can give Moran’s body, but I can’t, I will admit it. How can I go to the forum to scold you? I have already given him to you, what do you want from me? ”
She wiped away her tears, walked around Song Ruo ‘sadly’ and left.
Song Ruo was stunned. It turns out that this warmth is a dog that doesn’t bark.
The truth was told by the two parties, and was confirmed by the ‘victim’ himself.
For a while, the word Song Ruo became the strongest youngest student of Beicheng Normal University. San’er.
After all, in addition to being a super student of the Normal University, Wen Qing is also regarded as the school flower and goddess by the boys of the Normal University.
In the past, everyone was saying that Gao Muran must have saved the banking department in his previous life before he won the heart of the goddess.
But now, everyone says that Gao Muran was probably blinded by the starlight when he was saving the Milky Way, so he left the flowers instead of picking them and had to eat shit.
Wenqing left the office building and was thinking about whether to go out and find a one-bedroom house to rent, when the mobile phone rang.
She took out her mobile phone and saw that it was Huo tingshen.
Why did he call himself again.
She was upset, and picked up the phone: “Hi, Mr. Huo, hello.”
“Um.”
“It’s not time for tutoring yet. Is there anything Mr. Huo can do with me?”
“the weather is nice today.”
Looking up tenderly… the sky is a little hazy.
“Eh… yeah.” Otherwise, what else could she say.
“I remember that Mr. Wen said yesterday that he would come to wash my car after the rain stopped.”
Warmth: “…”
At noon, with warmth against the sun, she appeared in the lobby on the first floor of Dihui Group.
The driver took her to the underground parking lot and pointed to the car she had been in yesterday.
“Miss Wen, this is the car. I’ll go back first if I give you the car key.”
I took the car keys tenderly, feeling a little headache.
On the phone before, Huo Ting asked her deeply, “do you have a driver’s license?”
She answered truthfully, “Yes.”