The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

——Full dog licking quotations!

Du Guibo, who thought he would belittle Meng Yu for self-proof, was even more choked, unable to say a word of rebuttal for a while.

"Yes, so what if the girls in our class 18 are not as good-looking as Meng Yu?" Yu Zhaokang looked coldly at Meng Yu who was standing next to Yan Ruixing, and smiled dismissively, "But at least the girls in our class are all clean and self-conscious, not like Someone, skittish."

"If you can't hook up with one, immediately run out to flirt with the second and third..." His half-smile eyes fell on Meng Yu, and anyone with a discerning eye knew who he was referring to.

"Master Meng is rushing to be a minister under the skirt, so we can't say anything, right?"

Yu Zhaokang's words are poisonous, so he can poke them wherever they are.

Even Luan Zhou, who was used to being a second-generation dude, couldn't answer this question.

He understands how important fame is to a girl; especially at such a young age, it is not too much to kill a person with these rumors.

That's why he dared to sacrifice his rotten reputation to vent his anger for Meng Yu just now, but he must not let Yu Zhaokang throw this kind of unclear slander on Meng Yu's head.

Sensing Luan Zhou's emotions, Ding Shuming immediately stood up: "Seeing what Young Master Yu said is right, our Sister Meng held you like a treasure back then for fear of breaking it, but you are a bitch, so I like to ignore it."

"Now that she has come to her senses, you, a piece of glass scum, is rushing around here to be an eyesore again. Do you think you have the capital to let Sister Meng Hongxing get out of the wall?"

"Or, you were indeed tempted by her before, but you never admitted it, and you made things difficult for her? That's why you're talking about her flirtatiousness here?"

Speaking of quarrels, once Luan Zhou and Ding Shuming were together, looking at the entire Nanlian, no one could win against them.

Of course, most of the students in the private schools of the Southern Union came from aristocratic families, and not many of them would lower their self-worth to quarrel with others in public.

On the contrary, Class 19 and Class 18 are like fighting cocks when they meet each other every day, which is a rare spectacle in Nanlian.

Ding Shuming's Chinese language learning is half-baked, and the words "Hong Xing is out of the wall" successfully made the corners of Meng Yu's mouth twitch, inexplicably wanting to laugh.

Yan Ruixing, who noticed her emotional changes, was gradually relieved when she saw that she showed no signs of distress.

——It was hard to coax her into what she is now. If it was really because of a few words of rubbish that she changed back to before, he would have to destroy Yu Zhaokang's humanity to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"You don't know anything and just defend her here, but you in class 19 are united." Yu Zhaokang ground his molars, and spit out such a strange sentence.

He looked at Meng Yu again, and said with certainty, "I saw it a few days ago. You were dating a man in a coffee shop in the back street. The man looked ten years older than you, and he was quite sloppy. .”

"I'm not talking about you, Meng Yu. Although your family is bankrupt, you won't be reduced to betraying yourself, right? Although you can't catch up with me, don't you still have people like Yan Ruixing and Luan Zhou by your side? They Any random pocket food is enough for you for a year, why are you here?"

He paced forward slowly, his eyes seemed to be poisoned, full of viciousness: "I feel disgusted when you look at your self-willed depravity now."

——Old man, dating, selling yourself, random pocket money...

One word after another provoked the sensitive nerves of everyone present; the eyes of everyone looking at Meng Yu changed subtly.