Ling Qiong lowered her head and washed her wrists, the water washed over her fair skin, which was already flushed.

Yu Yibai leaned aside, not wanting to bother with her.

The little girl didn't say a word, she lowered her head and rubbed her wrist back and forth.

"Okay, the skin will be washed off." Yu Yibai pulled her hand away.

Ling Qiong raised her head, there seemed to be tears in her eyes, no matter how she looked at her, she was pitiful.

Yu Yibai didn't know what to say for a while, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

Not to her.

It was Han Ziqi.

What would that man have done to her if he hadn't looked for it?

Yu Yibai suppressed the fire, took a tissue, and handed it to her, "I told you not to follow, you insist on coming..."

Lingqiong's tears started to fall patter.

Yu Yibai's next words froze.

There are people going in and out of the bathroom, and when passing by them, it is inevitable to take a few extra glances.

Yu Yibai has the feeling of being regarded as a 'heartbroker'.

He quickly took Ling Qiong's hand to dry off the water, and took her away.

Yu Yibai called Brother Hang and sent Ling Qiong away first.

The little girl seemed to be frightened and clutched his clothes tightly.

Yu Yibai couldn't push her away just now when such a thing happened to her, "Do you still want to cry?"

The little girl shook her head and asked for his opinion: "Can I rely on my brother?"

Yu Yibai wanted to refuse, but when he looked at her like that, he couldn't say the words of rejection.

Ling Qiong didn't feel heavy when she leaned over, but there was a faint fragrance on her body.

Can't tell what it smells like, but it smells good.

Ling Qiong went back to the room, put away the expression on her face, and rubbed her uncomfortable eyes.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills!

Ling Qiong went back to the room and took a shower, then fell into bed and fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, she still tidied herself up to make herself look miserable.

"What's wrong with Wan Wan? Are you sick?" Yu Kaixing became nervous when he saw her expression was wrong.

"It's just that I didn't sleep well." Ling Qiong shook her head, looking unhappy.

Yu Kaixing was still worried about her getting sick, so he asked her to take her temperature.

Make sure it's normal, don't worry.

"Yibai, are you going to school today? You see your sister off." Yu Kaixing stopped Yu Yibai who was about to go out, "Aren't your schools next to each other? It's exactly the same way."

Yu Yibai: "..."

Yu Yibai took the initiative to help Ling Qiong carry her schoolbag, and led her downstairs.

Yu Yibai owns a car, Ling Qiong climbs into the passenger seat and Yu Yibai reminds her of the seat belt.

She groaned, but couldn't tie it up after a long time.

Yu Yibai couldn't stand it anymore, and leaned over to help her tie it.

Ling Qiong just raised her head, and the tip of their nose touched the tip of their nose, and they were very close.

Ling Qiong didn't respond, just looked at him with a dazed expression.

Yu Yibai stepped back a little, quickly fastened her seat belt, stepped back, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ling Qiong shook her head.

Yu Yibai probably wouldn't comfort others, and without saying anything, he sent her to the school gate.

Ling Qiong took her schoolbag and turned to look at him when she went down, "Can my brother pick me up after school? I'm afraid he will block me after school..."

Yu Yibai wanted to refuse at first, but met the girl's gaze, "Yes."

The little girl just smiled, opened the car door, got out, and walked into the school with her schoolbag.

Yu Yibai Nian's university is next door.

Their playgrounds are all connected together, separated by iron fences from the middle.

He went abroad as an exchange student this year, and now he has to go through some procedures when he comes back.

Lingqiong didn't see Han Ziqi at school, and wondered if it was because he was beaten so shamelessly that he came to school.

After class, Jiaojiao dragged her to watch the forum.

"Wanwan, look, the rumors on the forum are getting more and more outrageous." After a weekend of fermentation, it seemed that everyone believed that she and Han Ziqi had something.

"Wanwan, why don't you go up and clarify?"

"Others will only think that I am deceiving my ears."

"Then what should we do?" Jiaojiao was more anxious than Lingqiong, "We can't let them keep talking like this, can we?"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Jiaojiao was speechless, "Don't you know? Even though Han Ziqi is fickle, there are a lot of girls who like him. Now that he is like this, those girls can't think that you are really dating him."

When the time comes, what is the trouble? How can it be less?

Ling Qiong patted her chest, and assured with a confident face: "I am a professional in solving troubles, don't worry."

Jiaojiao: "..."

Don't worry about her!

Jingle Bell--

When the class bell rang, Jiaojiao had no choice but to go back to her seat first.

In this class, the teacher handed out the exam papers from last week. Ling Qiong had read the original owner's report card, and had told Yu Kaixing not to tell Ms. Ruan.

However, seeing the red cross on the paper with her own eyes, Ling Qiong was still a little shocked.

Randomly drawing lots to make a choice, it wouldn't be like this.

Lingqiong felt that it was necessary to have a good understanding of the original owner's achievements, this was the main channel for her to get pocket money!

When the original master was in junior high school, his grades were definitely among the best.

With a very high score, admitted to this school.

As a result, not long after entering high school, Ms. Ruan and Yu Kaixing were together.

This caused the original owner's performance to plummet.

The original owner wanted to go offline with his grades to attract Ms. Ruan's attention.

There are also reasons why I am not in the mood to study because of those things at home.

Ling Qiong looked at the scroll and sighed.

but……

Ling Qiong looked at the paper with red crosses all over it, and had another idea in her heart.

It doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

During the lunch break at noon, Lingqiong came back after eating and found that there were several girls in her place.

One of the girls was sitting on her desk, stepping on her stool, extremely arrogant.

The paper she stuffed in her belly was still turned out, and she was reading it in her hand.

Seeing her come in, the girl holding the paper immediately shook the paper down: "Ruan Nianwan? That's all you got in the test?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Ling Qiong didn't move forward, but stood at the door, very politely, "Please get off my table."

The girl sneered, "So what if I don't come down?"

Ling Qiong shrugged, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, clicked a few times at her, then turned and left.

girl:"???"

The other girls were obviously also confused, not knowing what she was doing.

Several people looked at each other and hurriedly chased them out.

Then I saw Ling Qiong enter the teacher's office, and after a while, the teacher came out of the office.

Hit them head-on.

The teacher was full of anger and roared on the spot, "You guys, who let you sit at the table, is that table for you? You are also good at taking things from classmates, how can I teach you!"

Students in this school, even if they are rich and powerful, can't mess around.

So the girls turned around and ran away, no one cared about Ling Qiong.

"Mobile phone." The teacher didn't mean to chase after it. After all, it wasn't a big deal, so he turned around and asked Ling Qiong for a mobile phone.

Ling Qiong: "..."

"How many times have I said that you are not allowed to bring your mobile phone." The teacher took the mobile phone away, "Let your parents come and get it."

Ling Qiong: "..." Mistake!

——Ten thousand krypton is empty——

Lingqiong: It's fine if you ignore me, but your phone will be confiscated, woo woo woo, is that why I haven't asked for tickets recently?

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