After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

"Yeah, Dad really treats me and you equally! No, I heard that I hit Teacher Xing, and even came to the school to apologize to Teacher Xing instead of me."

A cool and pleasant voice came from the door of the classroom, and everyone looked over in unison.

Ye Anya's face turned pale.

She thought that if Ye Nanqing was expelled from school, she would not have to see Ye Nanqing's annoying face for a while!

Right now, my chest hurts from suffocation.

The faces of the few people who were discussing just now were ugly, but they squeezed out a disgusted expression and shouted:

"Ye Nanqing, what are you so proud of! Didn't the Ye family take you in, what are you doing today?"

"So treat your sister better on weekdays, Ye Anya's own father has been raising you!"

"I think Mr. Ye spent a lot of money to send you to Yunda! After all, your grades can't meet the threshold of Yunda!"

There was another burst of laughter.

Ye Nanqing ignored it, and calmly walked towards Ye Anya's side.

Yang Zhe was sitting there, staring at Ye Nanqing angrily.

After yesterday's incident, he went home directly. Didn't he expect Ye Nanqing to directly occupy his desk?

How dare she?

Beside the desk, scattered all over the floor were Ye Nanqing's books, with traces of being trampled on and torn pieces of paper.

Like a pile of garbage.

"Hey, get up."

Ye Nanqing walked up to Yang Zhe, his eyebrows lowered, his tone cold and impatient.

Yang Zhe was so angry that he immediately stood up, pointed at Ye Nanqing's nose, and was about to yell at Ye Anya when Ye Anya grabbed his hand and pressed him down.

Ye Anya carefully stared at Ye Nanqing, then whispered in Yang Zhe's ear, "Don't point at her nose."

Yang Zhe was stunned, and stared at Ye Anya, who was not up to date, "Anya, Ye Nanqing usually bullies you a lot, right? Why are you protecting her now? Do you really think that someone like her will appreciate it?"

Ye Anya was about to cry, her eyes turned red.

How could she protect Ye Nanqing?

She was obviously worried that Yang Zhe wouldn't be able to keep her finger...

Using Yang Zhe to deal with Ye Nanqing is very good, so she doesn't want him to be damaged here immediately...

At this moment, the girl's delicate and arrogant voice came:

"Yang Zhe, have you washed your face? Does it smell like milk?"

In a word, it reminded Yang Zhe of all the humiliation this woman gave him yesterday!

But the girl ordered him again solemnly: "Okay, now get up from my seat obediently."

"Ye! Nan! Qing! This is my seat!" Yang Zhe was anxious and angry, "Do you know that after you sat down, I washed it with disinfectant before I dared to sit?"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Ye Nanqin deliberately sniffed the air, "I see that you didn't wash off your filth at all yesterday, and the air is still smelly, just like your breath!"

"You!" Yang Zhe was so angry that veins popped out of his forehead, he raised his fist and was about to hit Ye Nanqing.

But he was grabbed by a stronger hand with another arm.

It was a boy's hand.

Ye Nanqing looked curiously at this strange boy who suddenly appeared.

With light gray hair, wanton brows, narrow and long eyes with slightly raised corners, he looks extraordinarily unruly.

"Lu Xiao?" The fierceness in Yang Zhe's eyes dissipated almost instantly after meeting the flame-like eyes of the man in front of him.

Instead, it was stunned and frightened.

In the next second, Yang Zhe was pushed away fiercely, and his waist hit the corner of the table, grinning in pain.

"You were the one who splashed my table with milk yesterday?"

The young man's voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of ruthlessness.

Only then did Yang Zhe subconsciously look at the seats in the back row.

Sure enough, the desk in front of Ye Nanqing's seat was implicated innocently, and the white milk stains on it were particularly glaring.

Lu Xiao came to the school twice last semester.

So he almost forgot that it was Lu Xiao's seat!

"I... I didn't mean it!" Yang Zhe's hands were shaking.

Who in Yunda is not afraid of Lu Xiao?

The kind where there was a murder case on the first day of school.

Even though it was a murder case, it didn't get involved in the case afterward!

Some people said that Lu Xiao's father was a member of the underworld and could not afford to offend; others said that Lu Xiao's family was so rich that he drove a limited-edition supercar to school on the first day; others said that Lu Xiao had been in prison before.

In short, he has everything, his identity is a mystery, but it is true that he is rich and fierce.

"You said you didn't do it on purpose? What? Your mouth leaks or something, and you can spray me all over the table after drinking milk?" Lu Xiao grabbed Yang Zhe's hand again and pulled him to his desk.

"Look at what the hell you've done!"

How could Yang Zhe dare to look at anything, just being caught spinning around for a while made his whole person stunned.

"Brother Lu, you sit in my seat! My seat is clean, it was disinfected just now, let me sit!"

The young man let go of his hand violently, narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked directly to Yang Zhe's position with big strides.

Before the person sat down, a clear and sweet female voice sounded in his ears:

"Excuse me, this is my seat."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

"Ye Nanqing, are you fucking crazy?" Yang Zhe jumped in anger.

Is she stupid?Offending Lu Xiao, no one has good fruit to eat.

"Brother Lu, Ye Nanqing is talking nonsense! This is my seat, but it's yours now, so you can sit down."

Yang Zhe almost sent the bench to Lu Xiao.

The young man raised his fierce eyes slightly, moved his steps and was about to sit down...

Ye Nanqing took the first step and took the position.

Yang Zhe wished he could lift Ye Nanqing, an eyesore, and throw him out of the classroom.

But she sat on the bench safely, and said as a matter of course: "This is my seat. If you want to change the seat for that classmate, you can find another seat."

In the next second, a figure fell before his eyes.

The boy propped his hands on her desk, and at this moment his narrow black eyes were staring at her closely, with an inexplicably cruel expression on his face.

"Student, do you think I don't hit girls?"

The tone is full of warning.

Ye Nanqing stared nonchalantly at a complicated mathematical model on the draft paper, frowning, "This position was mine yesterday, if you don't believe me, ask Ye Anya."

She also carefully wrote her name on the desk, and pointed to Lu Xiao the three words "Ye Nanqing" on the top of the desk.

When Ye Anya heard that she was mentioned, the tip of her pen paused, her small face couldn't hide her panic, she just raised her head to speak, when she heard that Lu Xiao didn't even look at her, but stared at Ye Nanqing and frowned and asked:

"Who is Ye Anya? I don't know Ye Anya!"

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Ye Nanqing glanced at Ye Anya, the person in the air, and whispered two words:

"Just her."

Ye Anya was so embarrassed that she dug out a castle with her feet.

Lu Xiao's expression moved slightly, and his fiery eyes stared at Ye Anya.

"This position is... Yang Zhe's, not Ye Nanqing's." Ye Anya stammered.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, I felt a cold look from my side, coming from Ye Nanqing's direction...