Mrs. Fu, she is white and black

After Xia Qianqian got on the elevator, she realized belatedly that today seemed to be Monday.

So today became the first time she skipped class since she went back to high school.

"..." She sighed.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianqian's drowsy head became more and more uncomfortable, and she was a little out of breath.

When she was in a state of despondency, she suddenly noticed someone waving at her not far away, and she looked familiar.

"Madam, our president asked me to send you home safely."

Walking to the front of the car, the man said respectfully.

"Don't shout, I'm still young!"

When Xia Qianqian heard the word "madam", she suddenly lost her composure.

"I'm sorry, Miss Xia, our president also said the same thing, I was the one who talked too fast!"

Ming Qi explained with a grin.

After what happened last night, she doesn't want to have any contact with others, and Fu Tingye's people are reassuring.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianqian sat directly in the back seat.

"Please take me to school, thank you."

"Good Miss Xia."

After being baptized by the wind along the way, Xia Qianqian felt a little more comfortable, and her whole body was much refreshed.

It was already lunch break when she arrived at school, and she had already gone to the bathroom before that.

After making sure that there was nothing unusual about him, he paced into the classroom.

But even though she kept her footsteps as low as possible, she still startled someone.

"Yo, my sister didn't come home last night. I guess she didn't even come home today. Where did she go?"

Although the seats arranged by grades in the class are far apart from each other.

But Xia Lingrou still stepped forward deliberately, with a meaningful smile on her face.

"Accidentally knocked on the head, and stayed in the emergency department of the hospital all night."

Seeing her, Xia Qianqian felt a splitting headache, and was not interested in arguing with her at the moment, so she said it extremely perfunctorily.

Besides, if Xia Lingrou knew what Fu Yuanjia did last night, she wouldn't know whether she would laugh or not.

But the person on the opposite side didn't have the slightest intention to stop, and instead intensified.

"Which boss is playing so big! It's incredible! Tsk tsk..."

She raised her voice, and the classroom was already very quiet during the lunch break, so the attention of the whole class was attracted.

Even if you pass by in the corridor, you have to stop and take a look!
"Oh? It seems that my sister is very experienced? But you can just hide these things yourself, don't pass them on to me."

Xia Qianqian said, took the MP3 from the drawer, turned and left.

At this time, everyone in the classroom who pretended to be asleep laughed sullenly.

The gay men in the back row saw Xia Lingrou's expression changed.

"Don't laugh! Don't listen to her nonsense!"

Those who stood there were already mad with anger.

On the public seat in the playground, Xia Qianqian basked in the sun.

A pair of eyes are extraordinarily bright under the natural light.

"flourishing!"

Feng Ziang appeared behind her panting, holding a jar of sterile cotton pads and a roll of bandages in his hand.

"Why are you here?" Xia Qianqian was a little surprised.

"How did you... get your head?"

She looked at Feng Ziang with dazed eyes. He was still the same as usual, as straightforward and simple as ever.

The horrible thing is that someone borrowed his hand to drug him last night.

"Yesterday's skirt was a bit long. I accidentally stepped on it and knocked against the wall."

She quickly found a reason to be satisfied and grinned.

"Let me re-bandage it for you. It's still very hot now. If you don't handle it well, you will get inflammation."

Seeing Feng Ziang's serious appearance, it was hard for her to refuse.

Moreover, Xia Qianqian could indeed clearly feel a faint feeling in the wound, so it would be good to deal with it again.

in the afternoon.

After these two days of tossing, Xia Qianqian, who was sitting in her seat, had no intention of listening to the class at all.

The image of staring at the blackboard and the teacher quickly turned into a phantom.

"Ahem, Xia Qianqian in the first row."

The teacher in front of the blackboard knocked on the table, pulling her back completely, and then came the teacher's earnest lecture.

"Qianqian, you are going to the youth class soon, this is the most critical time, you have to cheer up!"

"It's the teacher, I won't do it next time."

She immediately sat up straight, and when she heard the words "Junior Class", she became energetic.

If it wasn't for the teacher's reminder, Xia Qianqian would have forgotten about this, the last time the teacher only mentioned it to her by accident.

In this way, there should be three months left, which is almost this semester.

Xia Qianqian was looking forward to putting the day of entering the junior class on the agenda.

Because that also means that she can experience university life in advance, and she will no longer have to look up and down with Xia Lingrou.

This afternoon was simply too difficult for Xia Qianqian, and it was after five o'clock that school finally ushered in.

This rhythm seemed to be the same as usual, but she knew very well in her heart that there was still a debt to be settled.

When getting into the car, Xia Qianqian took the mobile phone brought by the driver and replied to a few text messages of concern from her classmates.

She just felt something familiar floated by out of the corner of her eye. She raised her head and saw Fu Yuanjia.

But this time Xia Qianqian didn't turn her head away immediately, but stared at it for a long time.

Because Fu Yuanjia's walking posture at this time seemed very strange, as if the whole person was supported by one leg to move forward.

The picture was so interesting no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't help pointing the phone at him and pressing the camera button.

It wasn't until Fu Yuanjia gradually disappeared from the camera that Xia Qianqian was willing to give up.

"Miss, the entrance to this school is too congested, so watch your phone and be careful of headaches."

"It's okay, Uncle Liu."

She responded with a smile, feeling better now.

Forward the video recorded just now to Fu Tingye's WeChat, and tap the keyboard on the screen with both hands.

"You shot again?"

It was time to get off work, and she soon received a reply from the other side.

"It's too late for you to tell me not to intervene."

"In any case, thank you, thanks to you this time."

Xia Qianqian typed and deleted the words in the dialog box, trying to express herself more generously.

But no matter what, it seemed to reveal an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Have you figured it out? Do you still have to keep a distance from me?"

"Uh... just the same as before."

Xia Qianqian sent the last sentence and put the phone away.

Because she found that her expression seemed to be unable to hide.

"Miss, what are you so happy about?"

Uncle Liu always likes to tease her.

"Ang... I got the only place in the school that can enter the junior class, and I will soon become a college student!"

Xia Qianqian replied casually, only then remembered that she didn't seem to have brought the good news to her father.

"Oh, our lady is amazing! When the master finds out, he will definitely reward you!"

She was also happy to hear it, although it wasn't such great news for her.

What will happen in the future is unknown, Xia Qianqian doesn't know whether this is good or bad for her.

If Xia Lingrou was really let out of his sight, maybe she would act like a monster again.

Usually Xia Jianhua would be in a daze on the sofa when he came back from school, chatting with his servants about the daily routine.

But today the living room seemed extraordinarily quiet.

After returning to the room, Xia Qianqian took a shower before dinner, changed out of this strange set of clothes, and then went downstairs in peace.

At the dinner table, she was surprised to find that Liu Shulan's mother and daughter had already sat on the dining stool neatly.

You must know that they rarely go downstairs on time at this time.

Xia Qianqian's eyes tightened, and there was an extra layer of defense in her heart.

Xia Jianhua has always been a person who can't hide his thoughts, and as expected, he soon questioned her.

"Qianqian, I searched for you at the scene yesterday for a long time and didn't see your figure. I heard that you didn't come back last night?"

Xia Qianqian put down the tableware in her hand and raised her head, revealing the gauze covered by her bangs.

The red and white gauze quickly caught Xia Jianhua's attention.

"Qianqian, are you injured!?"

Across from Liu Shulan, he looked at Xia Qianqian anxiously, as if his eyes were about to stare down.

"I went to look for you yesterday, but I accidentally injured my head. Brother Yuan Jia happened to pass by and took me to the hospital. Later, his driver left temporarily, and he was drunk and couldn't drive. We were in the emergency room. room for the night.”

Xia Qianqian spoke in a slow tone, her eyelashes flickering in the air, making her whole eyes look pitiful.

And all these tie down Xia Jianhua's heart.

"My precious daughter is suffering, is the wound okay? Do you want Dad to accompany you to the hospital again?"

"No need, Dad, the doctor has taken care of it, so don't worry about me."

This matter seemed to be over like this, Xia Qianqian also relied on her own strength to make this matter round, and did not let these two women succeed.

Although she didn't know how Xia Lingrou's mother and daughter would gossip with their father when she was not around.

But she could probably imagine their disgusting faces.

Xia Qianqian picked up the spoon she used to drink the soup from.

Consciously or unintentionally, his eyes looked at Xia Lingrou who was beside him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised into a nice arc.

Sure enough, as long as it was related to Fu Yuanjia, she seemed to be very concerned about it.

Now she probably wants to kill herself!
But Xia Qianqian just wanted to bring Fu Yuanjia into it to make her feel more upset.

Besides, even if Xia Lingrou went to confront him, he would promise not to correct a single word.

Because in fact what he did was much more than what Xia Qianqian described.

Fu Yuanjia is not a stupid person, otherwise he would not have used Feng Ziang to let Ziang relax his vigilance and let him drink the glass of wine mixed with medicine.

Therefore, knowing that Xia Qianqian would not be available, she would definitely not let go of Xia Lingrou.

And Xia Qianqian was also keenly aware of it.

Fu Yuanjia... seems to be much smarter than before?

You must know that Fu Tingye did not appear at the banquet last night.

If even this is planned, then he is too powerful, even Fu Tingye dares to plot!
Thinking of this, Xia Qianqian on the bed wrapped the quilt even tighter, feeling an inexplicable chill all over her body!
All of this may have come from Fu Yuanjia!