The Group Pet Goose is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Boss

When you said that, I also remembered that she was released from adoption two years ago. But what happened, I'm not very clear, have you heard?

Jiang Fanyue told Liang Jinlan what she had inquired about from Gu Jiashun.

Liang Jinlan kept frowning and scolded: What kind of white-eyed wolf is this raising!

I said the same thing, where is there someone like her, who not only doesn't know how to be grateful, but also wants to take revenge for her kindness. Fortunately, such a person is no longer in our class. But she is in the same class as her sister, and I'm worried that she will affect her...

Liang Jinlan doesn't care whether Jiang Zhe will be affected or not, as long as Jiang Zhe doesn't continue to pester the Gu family and the Jiang family.

But this Xiao Meng, she weighed it in her heart and made up her mind.

...

In the courtyard of Lushan.

The sound was turned on, and the sound of the piano inside flowed out.

Almost all piano pieces are Fantasy Impromptu without exception, this Chopin piece, impassioned, is not the soothing type.

It was hard for Feng Ye to imagine that someone would use such a piano to help sleep.

There is a cup of clear tea in front of Qin Jingchen, which is steaming slowly.

Next song. Qin Jingchen frowned slightly.

The sound goes to the next song automatically.

The same tune came into his ears, but Feng Ye didn't hear any difference. Qin Jingchen continued: the next song.

next song.

next song.

Qin Jingchen stopped the broadcast of each capital within six seconds.

Feng Ye couldn't help but said, Brother Chen, why don't you listen for a few more seconds and try?

neither.

Feng Ye knows that he has never forgotten it, but this song for Mrs. Qin's sleep is not to be listened to by herself, so Qin Jingchen will screen it like this. Why does he feel a little unreliable?

Next song. Qin Jingchen continued.

Feng Ye stopped talking, the same voice continued, and Feng Ye fell asleep.

Until he suddenly woke up at an unknown time, the music had stopped, and it was raining lightly outside the window.

Qin Jingchen is still sipping the cup of tea in front of him, his eyes are awake and there is no sleepiness.

Brother Chen, take melatonin and rest. I'll record it later. Feng Ye persuaded that it was probably heredity, and Qin Jingchen's sleep quality was never very good.

You go to bed first, I'll go get something from the car.

I'll get it for you! Feng Ye stood up first.

No. Qin Jingchen got up and went out. He was dressed in white and smelled of sandalwood and went out.

Feng Ye was too sleepy, so he went back to the guest room to rest.

After a while, Qin Jingchen came back with a blanket. In addition to the sandalwood scent, there was another smell on it, quiet, elegant, and far, but it was not overwhelmed by the sandalwood scent.

He covered this blanket, sleepiness gradually rose, and finally closed his eyes.

...

Song Xingyu was in charge of the unnamed class, and the early self-study was very quiet.

Si Qing started to distribute yesterday's test papers.

Jiang Zhe, yours.

Jiang Zhe took it, Gu Jiashun glanced at it, 0 points.

Last time, I scored more than ten points in the test, but this time I went backwards.

I don't know what she was thinking.

Xiao Meng, yours.

Xia Enci probed over and took a look: Xiao Meng, you're not bad. You have 123 in each of your tests, and 80 or 90 in each sub-department. Who asked you to come to our class?

I was in a class before, and I really did not do well in the test a few times. Xiao Meng said softly.

During the time of the unnamed class, she was open-minded, and her grades gradually began to recover.

Winning or losing is a matter of life in the military. According to your grades, at least you can reach Class B. What do they think!

Xiao Meng pursed her lips and said nothing.

Si Qing came over after a while and said, Xiao Meng, Teacher Luo asked you to come over.

I'll go right away. Xiao Meng stuffed the paper into Xia Enci, You watch first, I'll come back and give you a lecture.

Okay. Xia Enci grabbed Si Qing, What does Teacher Luo want to do with Xiao Meng, do you want her back to the first class? Or simply praise her?

Si Qing scratched his head in embarrassment: In addition to Teacher Luo, there are also the parents of the students, Teacher Tian from Class 1, and Director Han. But looking at their appearance, it doesn't seem like they want to be praised.

What if you don't praise it? Xia Enci couldn't figure it out.

Song Xingyu sat aside, turned the pen in his hand angrily, stood up and said, Go and see and you'll know.

Jiang Zhe has been chewing chewing gum casually all the time, writing something on the test set, but it's just sloppy, and no one can see what she's writing.

After a while, Song Xingyu ran back with sweat on his face: Jiang Zhe, they want Xiao Meng to drop out!

Jiang Zhe's nose ticked on the paper, scratching the test set.

She stood up and walked towards the door.

Jiang Zhe! Song Xingyu followed her, I didn't understand what was going on, so don't mess with the teacher!

What if Jiang Zhe is fired again?

He is now secretly annoyed that his grades are not good, and he can't speak in front of his parents, but if he can be in class C, his father will agree to help.

Don't follow me! Jiang Zhe said in a low voice.

Obviously the volume is not high, but Song Xingyu's footsteps can no longer move forward.

He had no choice but to watch Jiang Zhe's figure disappear in front of him.

Jiang Zhe arrived at the door of Director Han's office and knocked on the door.

Luo Qiaoyin came to open the door, saw her, and immediately said, I'll talk about it later, we're all busy at the moment.

I'm busy with Xiao Meng's business? I'm here for this. Jiang Zhe pushed open the door and walked in.

Director Han and Teacher Tian had a bad look on their faces, and Xiao Meng was standing beside her, her eyes turning red from crying.

In addition, a middle-aged woman dressed in fashion was sitting opposite Director Han with a domineering expression on her face.

Jiang Zhe walked straight to Xiao Meng, and the middle-aged woman who was sitting looked up at Jiang Zhe and saw that she was wearing a school uniform enchantingly and looking like a fox, she couldn't help but mock her tone: This is also a student of No. 1 Middle School? Dressed like this, it is no wonder that the friends are all the same.

Mrs. Chen, please don't judge students arbitrarily. Luo Qiaoyin stopped her.

What, did I say it wrong? Look at this new one, who looks like this and dresses like this, who knows what he does every day. And this Xiao Meng, seduce your adoptive father, your school actually She didn't mention this at all, shield her, condone her, just like them, it's no wonder that the whole class will be ruined!

There was a tinge of red in Jiang Zhe's eyes.

She pinched her phalanx, making a crisp sound of the knuckles.

If it wasn't for Xiao Meng, her fist would have gone out.

Jiang Zhe restrained his emotions.