My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Yuanjing took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "No."

"It's great that you can think about it. By the way, you have money now. Remember to go to the hospital to prescribe some medicine. Depression is a disease. You must insist on taking medicine. You will be well."

Zhao Yuanjing hummed and said nothing.

When he was full, he asked the question he most wanted to know: "Do you know where the Fourth Middle School is?"

"Fourth Middle School?" Zhou Chuchu looked at him in surprise, "What's the matter with you, don't even know where No. 4 Middle School is? Soon next door to our school? Didn't we often go to No. 4 Middle School to buy pancakes before?"

She wiped her hands and touched Zhao Yuanjing's forehead: "Are you sick again?"

Zhao Yuanjing avoided her hand back.

Zhou Chuchu sighed: "The side effects of those medicines you take are too great, and it will also affect memory. This monthly exam, your ranking has fallen back. Have you told your parents? If your mother beats you, you Just hide. Go find your aunt. By the way, did you call your aunt?"

Zhao Yuanjing shook his head.

He is not really Zhao Xiaojing.

Zhou Chuchu sighed, "Your aunt will treat you better. I don't want to stay at my house. I thought about it. Anyway, I won't get into a good high school. When I graduate, I will go out to work. I'm not going home either. Xiaojing, will you go with me?"

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at her and asked: "Is your family treating you badly?"

Zhou Chuchu's expression darkened, and he lowered his head to compete with a crab without answering his question.

After eating, Zhou Chuchu looked at the bill, took out his mobile phone, scanned it at a green square pattern, entered a few numbers, and then waved his mobile phone at the boss, "Haha!"

The boss suddenly smiled: "Okay, go slowly. Welcome to come again next time."

Zhou Chuchu pulled Zhao Yuanjing out and drove another car: "Go home."

Zhao Yuanjing said: "I'm going to the Fourth Middle School."

"It's dark on the big weekend, what fourth high school are you going to?" Zhou Chuchu was puzzled, "go tomorrow? By the way, you asked about what the school flower of the fourth high school did before, didn't you really like her? ?"

"I'm looking for her... something."

"Why did you know her?" Zhou Chuchu was even more puzzled. "That Yundai, I have also heard of her great name, a typical Bai Fumei, and a schoolmaster. We like this...we can only envy us. My fate is over."

Zhao Yuanjing recalled a little: "The Fourth Middle School is an academy?"

"..." Zhou Chuchu laughed, "Xiaojing, are you stupid? What is the fourth middle school?"

"Is Fourth Middle School good?"

"Of course it's good, save the key point. The students inside are either outstanding or rich at home, and most of them will go abroad in the future."

"Is your school bad?"

"...I'm not stupid, of course the trash school is not good. Alas, I don't think I can get into high school. Forget it, we poor people are not killed. It is important to make money early."

Zhou Chuchu seemed to blame him for asking these questions because of his depression and taking a lot of medicine. He smiled, but he didn't doubt it.

Zhao Yuanjing nodded and didn't ask anything more.

Since it was confirmed that the Fourth Middle School was a school, and he didn't know the way, he could only follow Zhou Chuchu first.

As soon as he got out of the car, the phone in his hand rang.

He picked it up and saw "Auntie" on it.

Zhou Chuchu said: "Take it up, your aunt must be anxious to death."