Poisonous tongue! Cold-faced evil young master!
Poisonous tongue! Cold-faced evil young master! I and Le Xiao Yu are secretly resentful in our hearts.
"Mi Ru'er, you must take a stand!" Le Xiao Yu couldn't bear with my vague attitude.
"You... you can't talk about my friend like that!" I straightened up immediately.
Hua Jing raised an eyebrow, seemingly sizing me up with a hint of mockery in her eyes.
" Cheap friendship in monetary transactions?!"
My face flushed with shame and anger.
"Whatever you say." Liang Su Na glared at Hua Jing Yan, her overbearing attitude evident as she pointed at me and declared, "Mi Ru Er, she's my woman! You, get out!"
"From this moment on, it's over." Hua Jingyan let out a cold hum, seemingly unbothered.
"Mie Ru'er, who are you going with!" Liang Su'na stood with her hands on her hips, exuding an intimidating aura.
In the gaze of the flower scenery that stretches deep and out of sight, I retreated back into my shell.
Huajing Yan Songshou, rarely said with a human tone: "Mi Ru'er, are you following her or me?"
55555——One is the rich master, one is the creditor, neither of whom can afford to offend! I looked at Liang Sona who was so angry that she was trembling all over, and then glanced at Hua Jingyan who had a look of certainty on her face.
Give me a Mapo tofu!
Let me go see God!
"Su Na, I owe him a lot of money." I helplessly lowered my head, my voice as soft as a mosquito.
"Isn't it just money?!" Liang Su'na pulled out a blank check from her bag, signed it with a flourish, and slapped it onto Hua Jingyan's chest. "How much do you want? Fill it in yourself!"
After finishing speaking, Liang Su Na suddenly grabbed my hand, I lost my footing and fell into her arms.
Hua Jing narrowed his eyes and looked at me and Liang Su Na with another gaze, making us feel uneasy.
"Hey! We're just innocent BFFs!" Liang Su Na said fiercely, "Don't spout nonsense in front of my grandfather!"
"Ah—" He narrowed his eyes meaningfully, and with a flourish of the check in his hand, he patted my and Liang Suona's shoulders with a friendly gesture, "Then, may the Virgin bless your true love."
The more ambiguous his gaze, the more ambiguous it is. After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, waving that check with a random number at us who were staring blankly.
Suddenly, a sense of loss and inexplicable melancholy surged up in my heart.
After dinner, in room 402, the air was slowly flowing.
I feel a sense of oppression.
Le Xiao Yu was scolded by Hao Ze An and then she stared at the computer screen with a flurry of keystrokes.
I know she was just venting.
The optimistic girl won't spit out bitter water, she vents all her frustrations in her articles. I think this is why Yue Xiaoyun's writing is so hot, but her articles really can't make readers feel empathy. At least, I have no desire to continue reading her articles.
Besides, I never liked reading books anyway.
"Le Xiao Yu, don't work too hard." Liang Su Na changed into a light green low-cut short dress, her mouth curled up, emitting a chilling smile.
"Huang Zhong followed Liu Bei at the age of 60, Tokugawa Ieyasu unified Japan at 70, Jiang Ziya became a prime minister at 80, Taigong Wang was appointed as a general at 100, Sun Wukong went to the Western Heaven to fetch scriptures at 500, and Bai Suzhen fell in love after over 1,000 years. Why are you working so hard?"
"But Gates became the world's richest man at 39, Sun Yat-sen founded Xingzhonghui at 28, Sun Quan occupied Jiangdong at 19, Ding Junhui won the World Championship at 15, Deng Pufang won an Oscar at 7, Beethoven started composing at 4, and Calabaza fought monsters as soon as he was born. Everyone is so awesome, how can I not work hard?"
While talking loudly and clearly, Le Xiao Yu worked hard without any hesitation. This is what I admire most about Le Xiao Yu, she can focus on several things at once!
"Whatever, you're just jealous that the Dora from the neighboring class is being hailed as a beautiful young writer." Liang Sona frowned, her tone impatient.
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