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Why vindictive?Is it grudge?

"Jingxuan is excellent, why do you waste all your thoughts on Xiaofan? Let her go."

"You just have to be good, what have we ever done to you?"

"Why can't you be quiet, your brother can let you do everything?"

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Jing Xuan is excellent, so she is dispensable, Jing Xuan is excellent, so she just needs to be obedient and not cause trouble, Jing Xuan is excellent, so she doesn't have to do anything, just eat and wait to die...

Jing Xuan is excellent, so in their eyes, her existence is dispensable.

One o'clock in the morning, West Street Third District.

The woman stood in the study, with papers stacked randomly at her feet.She looks 24 to [-] years old and has an outstanding appearance, but her eyebrows are by no means gentle. Even with light makeup, she can completely cover up the wildness in her bones.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the West Third District is a different scene. It is alive, and there is an endless stream of customers from various nightclubs and bars. Many shops that look inconspicuous on the outside are filled with another scene of loud music. .

But this room facing the street couldn't hear any noise from the street or even downstairs.

Glancing at the mess around her, she anxiously took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"Bei Xiaochi!"

With a yell, the dazed people over there immediately woke up, "Sister, sister... what's wrong?"

"Have you been to my study?"

Song Han's voice was already a little rough, but now he deliberately lowered it, which made the hair stand on end. Bei Xiaochi only felt that the end of the world was only one step away from him.

"I, I... have been there, but I just went to write something, and I really didn't do anything else." She replied with a trembling voice.Song Han usually doesn't get angry easily, but when he gets angry, his aura is almost [-] meters. The weak and helpless Bei Xiaochi didn't dare to vent his anger, and went through everything he did that day from beginning to end in his mind , I didn't find anything wrong.

"Where did you move?" Song Han suppressed his anger and asked her.

"I went in, took a piece of letter paper, wrote a letter on the table, put it in an envelope, and went out, my real sister." Bei Xiaochi explained quickly, without any sign of failure.

"Did you see the score I wrote?" Song Han continued to ask.

It's over, it's over, it's over, Song Han's score is lost, it seems to have something to do with her?God!God is going to kill her!

"Sister... I didn't see..."

"Think about it carefully." Song Han sat down and spoke softly, fearing that he might have frightened the child just now.

"I really didn't see it, sister..." No, did the paper drop at that time? "I remembered, I might... put it in the envelope by mistake..." Bei Xiaochi, are you a pig!

"Girl, you are really good." Song Han gritted his teeth and said, "Tomorrow, I want to see my score."

"Sister..." Bei Xiaochi was on the point of crying, "I really can't come back, I'm already in Linshi..." Every day came and went.

"You..." Song Han really wanted to catch this girl and beat her up, "Where is the letter?"

"Send it away..." Bei Xiaochi explained the whole thing tremblingly, and by the way sold a wave of Amway for his goddess, Song Han was convinced.

At 06:30 in the morning, Jing Fan was woken up by the alarm clock, and changed into the school uniform in a daze.

School.gay.Xie Yushan.

So annoying.I asked for three days off for nothing, but when I had to face it, it was still so annoying.

During the rush hour of school, there were students wearing No. [-] Middle School uniforms everywhere, but Jing Fan was still so conspicuous when walking in the crowd, and his eyes never stopped looking at her. Accompanied by the clearly heard discussions, with her name.

Do you not know how to whisper?It's so loud, why don't you take a horn and go to the entrance of the village?Being a gossip has no professional qualities.

As he approached the school gate, he saw He Cheng with a red armband standing next to the guard room with a form, his face indifferent.

They looked at each other when they entered the door, and Jing Fan responded to his gaze, expressing that he was fine.

The atmosphere in the classroom was obviously much better. After all, it was a science class, and no one had much time to gossip. Even Xie Yushan politely kept a safe distance and didn't embarrass anyone.

Just never going back.She sighed inwardly.

As soon as she sat down on the seat, the person who asked her questions came, looked at her hands that were still wrapped in gauze, felt a little embarrassed, and hesitated whether to leave.

"It's okay." Jing Fan smiled softly, hid his right hand in his sleeve, took the paper with his left and began to speak.

Two minutes later, the visitor returned to his seat in awe.What is a great god?Do masters rely on their hands to get high scores in the exam?No, it's the brain!If she can't move her hands, it won't affect her to solve a big physics problem for you in 2 minutes!With such a brain, sexuality and so on, what a fart!

Jing Fan, who has returned to the goddess state, is very distressed. These things are like a lock. You try your best to open it, but when you get to that environment, it locks naturally again.It's like you and she are like this, gentle, generous, wise, and admirable.

The thought made her stomach churn and she was extremely irritable.She has always known that she is not a gentle person at all, but now, she herself is a little uncertain about this.

When it was time for self-study, He Cheng entered the classroom and moved his desk to the empty seat next to Jing Fan.

Everything is in order.