After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

Lin Sisi didn't fall asleep until three in the morning. When she woke up, it was already twelve noon the next day. When Yuli was combing her hair, she said that she had come to wake her up during this time, but she didn't expect that she couldn't wake her up at all. She even got a little angry. Yuli had no choice but to let her go to sleep.

The corners of Lin Sisi's mouth twitched. She touched her cheek, somewhat unable to believe that such a thing had actually happened. She couldn't remember anything at the time, let alone that she had lost her temper.

Mu Jingxian left early in the morning, and of course Qian Jiahong left with him, but this time before he left, he asked the driver to send the child off.

Yuli talked to herself and sighed: "Boss Mu used to hate that kid, why is he so concerned about him now?"

Lin Sisi was a little unhappy when she heard her say that. She crossed her arms and questioned, "Why do you say that? Please, my brother is an adult. He doesn't care about the child and he goes against him all the time. Is that okay to say to others? If an adult goes against a child, and the paparazzi know about it and post it online, and the whole world knows about it, my brother will be looked down upon!"

Yuli: "Miss, that's not what I meant."

Lin Sisi: "What do you mean? I think you are very prejudiced against him."

Yuli turned her head away silently and said nothing.

Lin Sisi continued to ask, "Why do you have a stronger opinion of him than my brother does?"

Yuli's mouth twitched: "..."

She just said that, why did the young lady turn her elbow outward and speak for him?

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Qian Jiahong was not late today because President Mu asked his driver to take him to school. As soon as he arrived at the classroom, the bell rang. When he sat back in his seat, he looked at the empty seat next to him and was a little dazed.

Mu Jingyue didn't come to school these few days, and Qian Jiahong was always unmotivated in class, but fortunately he could go over there to see her in the evening, and he was able to muster up the energy to attend class.

On the contrary, today, Su Cheng was unexpectedly late.

The math teacher made him stand outside the door without any appreciation. Su Cheng was originally leaning against the door, but later he saw Qian Jiahong sitting at the table and listening to the lecture attentively through the window, so he slowly moved to the window and secretly observed him.

But the more Su Cheng observed him, the more he hated him.

I secretly thought to myself, what's the big deal?

Qian Jiahong was listening to the class seriously, but he felt the burning gaze outside the window. He shifted his gaze slightly and met his eyes. Su Cheng, like a guilty thief, instantly turned his head away and hummed a song in a nonchalant manner.

Qian Jiahong curled the corners of his mouth and found him a little funny.

But he ignored him and continued listening to the class.

Su Cheng noticed out of the corner of his eye that Qian Jiahong ignored him, and for some reason he became even angrier.

He clenched his fists, wishing he could smash the glass in front of him, then grabbed Qian Jiahong by the collar and beat him up severely to see if he dared to be arrogant again.

But this was a school, so Su Cheng didn't dare to be rude. He just clenched his fists and pretended to punch them twice, then put his hands down in disappointment.

Little did he know that Su Cheng's little action was seen by the math teacher who was teaching. She put down the textbook, walked out of the classroom in front of the students, stood in front of Su Cheng, and asked him seriously: "Su Cheng, what are you doing? Are you standing outside and not being honest?"

Su Cheng didn't expect the math teacher to suddenly appear. He was immediately startled. He quickly smiled and said slyly, "I was listening to the teacher's lecture carefully. How could I be dishonest?"

The math teacher looked him up and down and said seriously, "I saw you clenching your fists and gesturing. Do you want to hit the teacher?"

Su Cheng immediately became anxious and said, "Teacher, don't take it personally. How dare I hit you?"

The math teacher snorted and said, "Then why did you do that just now? Su Cheng, I'm a math teacher and naturally I can't control you. But wait, I'll call your head teacher to come and take care of you." As he said that, he took out his cell phone and called Teacher Li. Su Cheng was standing aside and was so anxious. Seeing the math teacher complaining, he subconsciously turned his head to look inside the window and saw Qian Jiahong looking at them expressionlessly. Looking at Su Cheng, he felt even more annoyed.

In Su Cheng's eyes, the expression he showed seemed like he was silently mocking him.

He hated him even more.

Subconsciously, he clenched his fist to protest against Qian Jiahong. This time, Qian Jiahong turned his head and ignored him.

Su Cheng was completely furious.

"Student Su Cheng, what are you doing? Are you so upset with me?"

Hearing what the math teacher said, Su Cheng quickly lowered his hands. When he looked up, he saw the math teacher glaring at him. He wanted to explain: "I, my hands are just a little itchy, and I'm going to scratch them..."

"You're still lying? The teacher saw everything just now, and you still want to quibble?"

"Teacher, I didn't..."

Su Cheng instinctively wanted to explain, but he couldn't tell the truth. He said that he actually raised his fist towards Qian Jiahong, not her. However, he was afraid that the math teacher would lecture him, saying that they were just classmates and making it seem like they had some deep hatred.

Just as he was about to explain, Teacher Li came rushing over and seriously told Su Cheng to follow him to his office.

Su Cheng: “…”

Why is he so unlucky?

Su Cheng was brought into the office and Teacher Li began to lecture him.

It simply means that a student should behave like a student, respect the teacher, listen carefully in class and so on. It's bad enough that he said Su Cheng was late, but he also punched him behind his back. Is he just displeased with the math teacher?

Su Cheng stood there obediently listening to Teacher Li's nagging, as obedient as a grandson.

Speaking of this, Su Cheng couldn't help but want to say a little more.

"Teacher, I didn't want to hit the math teacher. I just felt itchy on my arm and wanted to scratch it. The math teacher misunderstood me."

Teacher Li glared at him and asked, "Where does it itch that you need to make a fist and scratch?"

Su Cheng pointed to his armpits and said sincerely, "It was itchy here, but I couldn't scratch it, so I just raised my arm. I didn't know I clenched my hand into a fist."

Teacher Li:"……"

She suddenly couldn't find words to refute him. After all, she felt that what the child said made some sense. Who knows, maybe the math teacher was just overthinking it.

Su Cheng looked at Teacher Li's embarrassed look, thinking that his excuse was not bad, and secretly rejoiced, thinking that maybe he could be let go later.

Who knew that Teacher Li would change the topic directly to his academic performance.

"Student Su Cheng, can't you pay more attention to your studies? If you continue like this, you will be the last one in the class. Do you know the consequences of being the last one in the class?"

Su Cheng's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head.

"know."

The students who can enter Class 1 generally have good grades, and most schools assign classes according to age ranking. Su Cheng's grades are not very bad, but compared with other students in Class 1, he can only be considered lucky to be assigned here. Sometimes he is complacent about his good luck, but now the teacher's words make Su Cheng start to worry and get scared.