Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Money is such a good thing.

But let people who hate you instantly like you.

It can also make those impossible things become possible in an instant.

I said I didn't like it before, but when I turned around, I was still licking his identity and status.

Jiang Yueyue cast aside Mother Wei severely in her heart.

Of course, Jiang Yueyue didn't show this.

She had already offended Meng Qingning outside just now, so she wouldn't continue to offend Mother Wei here.

After this incident, Jiang Yueyue suddenly realized that she must become stronger.

If she had money today, she would not be treated as an abandoned child by Wei's mother, nor would she be humiliated by Meng Qingning.

The thoughts in her heart were already a little distorted, and she didn't realize that there were some things that could not be forced, nor were they owed to her by others.

What's more, she didn't realize that she was the one who went to talk to the disgusting Meng Qingning first, and Meng Qingning was just an anti-general.

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For this competition, many people were fully prepared. After all, there were only a few places to go abroad, and not only the dance academy where Meng Qingning stayed, but other academies in Binhai City would also compete for the few places.

Most of the dancers who competed for places have practiced for many years. Few of them, like Meng Qingning, have resumed dancing, and they haven't practiced for long.

After learning about her situation, even though she was the eldest lady of the Meng family, she still couldn't help but start mocking her.

"Want to participate in such a short period of practice? Is she trying to make a fool of herself in the competition or has she bought a place?"

"As rich and powerful as the Meng family is, I don't believe it if I don't buy the quota. If I buy the quota, I will go in directly. Why do I have to compete with everyone for this quota?"

"Tsk, I probably don't want people to think that her quota is bought, and I don't want to think about how long I haven't practiced, so if I can get in, everyone will know that she bought the quota."

"I heard that her younger sister had been dancing before, and the teacher also hoped that her younger sister, Meng Qingyao, would get this spot, but she didn't expect that her younger sister fell off the stage while dancing recently, and now she is in the hospital, so she got on by herself. "

"Fall off the stage when approaching the competition? Meng Qingyao is so careless?"

"I'm afraid it was not careless, or someone did it on purpose? Have you heard? On the day of Meng Qingning's coming-of-age ceremony, Meng Qingyao deliberately asked Meng Qingyao to climb a ladder to get her a cake, but Meng Qingyao fell down on the spot."

"Didn't she act very protective of this younger sister before? It seems that's all there is to it. It's really a duplicity."

Before they met, everyone had already demoted Meng Qingning to nothing, not only that, but also described her as an extremely vicious woman.

Meng Qingning didn't know about this, and even if she knew, she wouldn't bother.

Anyway, her family didn't spend money to buy a quota. As for whether she can get it, it only depends on her strength.

The time for the dance competition at Carriton is getting closer.

Meng Qingning returned home later and later.

Mother Wei made more and more delicious dishes for her, and she almost treated her like her own daughter.

The day before the competition, Meng Qingning practiced until eight o'clock in the evening.

Teacher Ye Zi said to her: "Go back to rest early today, and prepare for tomorrow's competition. You have worked hard during this time, and I see nothing wrong. After resting and a better mentality, there should be no problems tomorrow."

Meng Qingning thought for a while, and felt that what she said made sense, so she nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

"Go, don't stress, there are quotas for Carriton every year, and if there are no outstanding students, they won't just pick someone in. There will be one more quota in the coming year, so it doesn't matter if you don't get it this year. .”

"I will work hard."

After class, Meng Qingning went outside, and when she got outside, she found Sun Miaomiao waiting for her in the corridor.

She fell asleep with her head tilted, looking a little pitiful under the dim light.

Looking at Sun Miaomiao like this, Meng Qingning sighed inwardly.

Then he walked over and poked her fair face with his hand.

"If you don't get up again, you will be left alone in the dance academy."

Sun Miaomiao woke up suddenly, seeing Meng Qingning, her eyes lit up.

"Are you out of class?"

After finishing speaking, she wiped her chin, and was relieved when she found that there was no saliva: "I was thinking of closing my eyes and resting my mind, but unexpectedly I fell asleep. You didn't wait long, did you?"

"I woke you up when I came out, what do you think?"

"That's good, I'm still worried that you'll wait for me too long."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning couldn't help but pursed her lips, she was the one waiting for him, wasn't she?
"By the way, I left something delicious for you."

Sun Miaomiao handed her a bag, "I bought the dessert specially, how about replenishing my vitality?"

Meng Qingning originally wanted to say, don't eat, after all, it's late at night, eating sweets is easy to gain weight.

But after thinking about it, she has waited here for so long, wouldn't it be too cruel if she refused?

Thinking of this, Meng Qingning's words became: "Well, I just happened to be hungry."

Sure enough, Sun Miaomiao happily handed the food to her, her eyes were like looking at her daughter, "Eat, eat."

Meng Qingning: "..."

In fact, sometimes she really wants to know, what kind of brain circuit is this Sun Miaomiao?

The two walked outside after eating, because there were quite a lot of desserts, so Sun Miaomiao also handed a piece to Ah Ping who was following Meng Qingning.

"You can eat one too."

And Ah Ping, who was standing next to Meng Qingning, had no expression on his face, he didn't even look at Sun Miaomiao, as if he didn't hear what she said.

His temper has always been cold and hard.

Meng Qingning glanced at him, and said helplessly, "Ah Pin."

Hearing the girl's soft voice, he paused slightly, and Abin looked towards Meng Qingning, only to see the girl looked at him helplessly.

The softness deep in his heart was touched, so he stretched out both hands to take the pastry in Sun Miaomiao's hand, and said, "Thank you, Miss Sun."

"You're welcome." Sun Miaomiao bent down with a smile, and joked to Meng Qingning: "Ningning, your bodyguard is so cold, but he listens to you very much."

Meng Qingning withdrew his gaze, and said helplessly: "He is more shy and introverted, that is, social fear, and he doesn't mean to ignore you."

"I know, I know, but it feels good to grow up like him, who never leaves you, has no one else in his eyes, only your safety."

Meng Qingning: "What trash are you thinking about?"

The two were talking, and Ah Ping, who was following behind them, understood the conversation between the two, and his stern face was slightly flushed.

He raised his head and his eyes fell on the girl in front of him.

Her skin is very white, like snow, and her eyes are also very beautiful, as if she has gathered all the spiritual energy in this world, and...

Suddenly, all of Apin's thoughts were dispelled by the tall and thin figure standing at the entrance of the school.