Chapter 12: School Bullies 12
Actually, it's quite well said, and it's quite tactful. But An Xiyan exploded when she heard this, raised her head, and looked at He Yuxuan with a pitiful expression of disbelief: "President He, what do you mean?" Do you think that Sister Qingyu's injury is my reason? ”
Of course it's your fault, if it weren't for you making you cry and cry, miserable, would Wang Zilong, a martial artist, hit her? But Hiinin didn't speak.
He Yuxuan frowned slightly, how could An Xiyan seem to have changed and become so unreasonable, no wonder Wang Zilong quarreled with her at school.
"That's not what I meant......"
Before she finished speaking, An Xiyan burst into tears and looked at Li Qingyu who was hiding behind He Yuxuan with grievances: "Did you tell President He that it was my fault that you were injured?" How can you be like this, Sister Qingyu, I have always regarded you as a sister, but you treat me like this, I misjudged you! ”
He Yuxuan really felt that there was no way to communicate anymore, and looked back at Li Qingyu, who was speechless behind him.
Xining pursed her mouth at He Yuxuan, tilted her head slightly, and made a helpless expression...... Don't look at her, the old lady didn't say anything, didn't she ask you to explain, hurry up and explain clearly!
He Yuxuan could only cheer up: "Classmate He Xiyan, Li Qingyu didn't tell me that it was your fault for being injured, don't misunderstand......"
As soon as she heard He Yuxuan call her by name and surname, plus her classmates, An Xiyan's tears suddenly clicked down again, when did the two of them become so angry, they all blamed this Li Qingyu, this rich girl.
She took a deep breath, with the ambition of a poor man with a radiant heart, with tears in her eyes that had not yet fallen, and said strongly: "Is it because I am poor that I will slander me?" Although I was poor, my deceased parents said that being poor was also poor and ambitious, and people should not look down on me. If I am upright and sit firmly, I don't have to be afraid of being misunderstood! ”
Why is it that she is not poor again, is it the fault of the rich that her family is poor? And this black lotus has a strong ambition, but his heart is quite dark.
An Xiyan is not only a typical black lotus, she is simply the god of lotus, and every move is to recruit black for the female partner.
"This has nothing to do with whether you are poor or not...... He Yuxuan simply went, he felt a headache for the first time in his life, and his family also had money, how could he say it to make sense?
At this time, I heard a voice that was still full of charm and turns: "What's the matter?" ”
I saw that in the corridor next to me, Hua Zeyun and Leng Heming walked out.
Hua Zeyun had a charming smile on his face, and Danfeng's eyes were fascinated by the beautiful arc of the upward pick, but he always felt that this seemed to be something in his squinting eyes: "Why are you crying again, hurry up and wipe your face with a handkerchief, it will be ugly to cry again." ”
Leng Heming still looked indifferent, as if there was no one in his eyes.
"Why are you here?" He Yuxuan asked strangely.
Hua Zeyun said with a smile: "Wang Zilong called Leng Heming and said that he couldn't send Li Qingyu back if he had something to do today. Leng Heming and Li Qingyu were relatively close, so let him help deliver it once. ”
So Leng Heming came over.
Leng Heming asked coldly, "Do you want to go?" ”
Xining, who was hiding behind He Yuxuan, immediately came out: "Go!" ”
Why not go? Fools stay here.
Xining looked at He Yuxuan: "Thank you for your care, I'll go first." "There should be politeness.
"Then let's go together, I happen to have something to do today, take me for a ride by the way." Hua Zeyun followed.
Seeing that Li Qingyu was about to leave with the two school grasses, An Xiyan immediately shouted: "Sister Qingyu, don't go, you listen to my explanation!" ”
As soon as he opened his mouth, he said it habitually, as soft and weak as the beginning, and his feelings were sincere, but he forgot that He Yuxuan was still around.
Xining almost didn't laugh, and it was a little hard to endure.
Now He Yuxuan is angry, and the usual public grass fans are not less tossed. Today's trouble, no matter how good his temper is, he can't be treated as a fool! Turn around and leave, there are still a lot of things to be busy, I don't have time to care about this, I love to explain and explain.
Xining hurriedly hid behind Leng Heming, since the obligation was transferred, then now it was Leng Heming who protected her.
"I'm not available today!" Hua Zeyun still smiled like a fox: "We really have something, let her listen to you slowly in the future." Leng Heming looked sideways at Li Qingyu who was hiding beside him: "Do you want to go?" ”
Xining, who shrunk her head and brain, immediately straightened up: "Go, hurry up." ”
Watching the three of them leave together, An Xiyan could only stand in place, stomping her feet with tears and hatred.
The students here, except for An Xiyan, have special cars. Leng Heming's car came, and the three of them got into the car.
In order to avoid suspicion, Xining took the initiative to sit in the co-pilot's seat.
She secretly looked at the mirror and always felt that it should not be an accident that these two people appeared together. Is it better for her to take eye medicine?
Otherwise, the two of them would not have this attitude, not only would they not leave, but they might also appease Black Lotus with He Yuxuan, and scold the owner of the rich and barbaric, looking down on the poor, and bullying the orphan girl.
Hehe, I'm so happy today! The feeling of tearing the white lotus by hand and revealing her black core turned out to be spicy.
Just when he was a little happy and dizzy, he suddenly braked suddenly, causing Xining's body to rush forward. Fortunately, the sudden braking was not too strong, that is, the body paused.
Leng Heming's driver lowered the window glass and yelled outside: "What are you doing? The car is monitored, either call the police or go! ”
A horizontal moped in front of him was immediately helped up, and after the owner got into the car, he drove away.
The driver put down the window glass and continued driving: "It's another porcelain toucher, these liars are probably poor and crazy." ”
Xining thought about it and decided to continue with the eye medicine.
She sighed slightly and said, "What is touching porcelain?" The phantom I was sitting in was originally my father's car, but a woman pounced on me at the second end of three days. Pretending to be sick and fainting, the bold simply pretended to be in trouble, and directly opened the door and got into the car. If you don't get into the car, you still shoot the car glass, and you want to come up with a dead face. My dad got annoyed and gave me the car. ”
An Xiyan almost crashed into Leng Heming's car after encountering hooligans on the road, and then left after getting into Leng Heming's car. After escaping, he thanked Leng Heming vigorously, which made Leng Heming fall in love.
No one knows about this matter until one time later, when there was a conflict, An Xiyan said it himself.
The peerless little white flower, with tears in her eyes, with a grateful and aggrieved expression: "Brother Heming, don't be like this, I will never forget that you saved me." If it weren't for your help that day, I would have been ...... by those hooligans Boom ......"
Leng Heming naturally forgave An Xiyan again, and continued to pay attention to this poor and helpless orphan girl.
But at this time, it is a different taste to say it from someone else's mouth.
"Hmph~" Leng Heming snorted coldly and turned his head out of the car window.