wear it lord god

Chapter 12 School Bully 12
In fact, it's well said, and it's quite tactful.But An Xiyan exploded when she heard it. She raised her head and looked at He Yuxuan with an unbelievably pitiful expression: "President He, what do you mean? Do you think that Sister Qingyu's injury is the reason for me?"

Of course it's your fault. If you hadn't made you cry and feel miserable, would Wang Zilong, a warrior, hit her?But Xining didn't speak.

He Yuxuan frowned slightly, why did An Xiyan seem to have changed and become so unreasonable, no wonder Wang Zilong quarreled with her in school.

"That was not what I meant……"

Before she finished speaking, An Xiyan burst into tears and looked at Li Qingyu who was hiding behind He Yuxuan: "Did you tell President He that it was my fault that you were injured? How can you do this, Sister Qingyu, I I have always regarded you as a sister, but you treat me like this, I misread you!"

He Yuxuan really felt that there was no way to communicate any more, and looked back at Li Qingyu who was silent behind him.

However, Xining pursed her lips at He Yuxuan, turned her head slightly, and made a helpless expression... Don't look at her, the old lady didn't say anything, didn't I tell you to explain it, hurry up and explain it clearly!

He Yuxuan could only cheer up: "Student He Xiyan, Li Qingyu didn't tell me that the injury was your fault, don't get me wrong..."

As soon as she heard He Yuxuan addressing her by her first name and her classmate, An Xiyan's tears fell again. When the two of them became so close, it was Li Qingyu, this rich girl.

She took a deep breath, with the radiant ambition of the poor, with tears in her eyes that had not yet fallen, she said firmly: "Is it because I am poor that I slander me? Although I am poor, my deceased parents said , I am poor and ambitious enough to not be looked down upon. I act upright and sit firmly, so I don’t have to be afraid of being misunderstood!”

Why is it related to being poor again? Is it the fault of the rich that her family is poor?And this black lotus is very ambitious, but has a very dark heart.

An Xiyan is more than a typical black lotus flower. She is simply the god of lotus flowers.

"It has nothing to do with being poor..." He Yuxuan simply went away. It was probably the first time in his life that he felt a headache. His family was also rich. How could he make sense?
At this moment, I heard a voice that is still charming after a thousand twists and turns: "What's the matter?"

I saw Hua Zeyun and Leng Heming came out in the aisle next to him.

Hua Zeyun had a charming smile on his face, and Danfeng's eyes were fascinated by a beautiful arc, but he always felt like there was something in his squinting eyes: "Why are you crying again, hurry up and wipe your face with a handkerchief , it will be ugly to cry again."

Leng Heming still looked indifferent, as if there was no one in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" He Yuxuan asked strangely.

Hua Zeyun smiled and said, "Wang Zilong called Leng Heming and said that he couldn't send Li Qingyu back today. Leng Heming and Li Qingyu are relatively close, so let him help him send it once."

So Leng Heming came over.

Leng Heming asked coldly, "Would you like to go?"

Xining, who was hiding behind He Yuxuan, came out immediately: "Go!"

Why not go?Only fools stay here.

Xining said to He Yuxuan, "Thank you for your care, President, I'll go first." It is still necessary to be polite.

"Then let's go together, I happen to have something to do today, take me along the way." Hua Zeyun followed.

Seeing that Li Qingyu was leaving with two school grasses, An Xiyan immediately shouted: "Sister Qingyu, don't go, listen to my explanation!"

The first words were habitual words, they were soft and weak and sincere as they were at the beginning, but they forgot that He Yuxuan was still by his side.

Xining almost didn't laugh and endured a little hard.

Now He Yuxuan is angry, and usually the fans of grassroots are not less tossed.Today's trouble, no matter how good he is, he can't be regarded as a fool!He turned his head and left, there are still a lot of things to do, and I have no time to worry about this shit, I love to explain it.

Xining hurriedly hid behind Leng Heming. Since the obligation was passed on, Leng Heming is now protecting her.

"I'm not free today!" Hua Zeyun still smiled like a fox: "We really have something to do, let her listen to your explanation later." Leng Heming looked sideways at Li Qingyu who was hiding beside him: "Let's go in the end. Not going?"

Xining, who shrank his head and head, immediately straightened his body: "Go, hurry up."

Seeing the three of them leave together, An Xiyan could only stand there, stomping her feet with tears in her eyes.

The students here, except An Xiyan, all have private cars.Leng Heming's car came over, and three people got into the car.

In order to avoid suspicion, Xining took the initiative to ask to sit in the co-pilot's seat.

She secretly looked at the mirror, and always felt that it was no accident that these two people appeared together.Did she get eye drops?
Otherwise, the two of them would not have this attitude. Not only would they not leave, but they might also appease Hei Lianhua with He Yuxuan, scolding the rich and savage, looking down on the poor, and bullying the owner of the orphan girl.

Hey, I'm really happy today!The feeling of tearing the white lotus flower with her hands and revealing her black core turned out to be so cool.

When Tao Tao was a little happy, he suddenly braked suddenly, causing Xining's body to rush forward.Fortunately, the sudden braking was not too violent, that is, the body paused.

Leng Heming's driver lowered the window glass and shouted at the outside: "What are you doing? The car is under surveillance, either call the police or leave!"

A sideways moped in front was immediately lifted up. After the owner got into the car, he drove away in a hurry.

The driver put down the window glass and continued to drive: "It's another one who touches porcelain. These liars are probably all poor and crazy."

Xining thought for a while and decided to continue taking eye drops.

She sighed slightly and said, "What's the point of touching porcelain. The phantom I was riding in was originally my father's car, but a woman rushed up to it every three days. Those who pretended to be sick and fainted, and the daring ones simply pretended to be in trouble, Just open the door and get in the car. If you don't get in the car, you still pat the glass of the car, and you want to come up. Daddy is annoying, so he gave me the car. "

After encountering a hooligan on the road, An Xiyan almost hit Leng Heming's car, then got into Leng Heming's car and left.After escaping the danger, he kept thanking Leng Heming, which made Leng Heming take heart.

No one knows about this at present, until one time later, when there was a conflict, An Xiyan said it herself.

Peerless little white flower, with tears in her eyes, with a grateful and aggrieved expression: "Brother Heming, don't do this, I will never forget that you saved me. If you didn't help me that day, I would have been killed by those hooligans long ago. …”

Leng Heming naturally forgave An Xiyan again, and continued to pay attention to this poor and helpless orphan girl.

But speaking from someone else's mouth at this time, it is a different taste.

"Humph~" Leng Heming snorted coldly and turned his head out of the car window.

(End of this chapter)