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Chapter 145 The Day the Umbrella Was Stolen

Chapter 145 The Day the Umbrella Was Stolen
The conflict between Ye Weiyi and Ye Xichen was clarified, but it was not completely resolved.

But these daily lessons still have to be taken.

"Xiao Lian, it seems that you are in a bad mood? What's wrong with you?"

"There was some conflict with my brother."

"What? I had a conflict with your brother. What's the reason?"

"..." She didn't want to say it.

Every time he had conflicts with Ye Xichen, Ye Weiyi would lose interest in everything around him.

Gong Qianli once said that it was not good for her to be like this, and that Ye Xichen had too much influence on her.

However, she has not learned to be free and easy.

Maybe never learn.

Ye Weiyi has never been very willing to share things about himself and his brother with others, and it is rare to have Gong Qianli as an occasional confidant.

But An Ruan seemed to be particularly interested in their affairs, and kept pestering him about Ye Xichen.

"Tell me about your brother, and I'll help you figure out a countermeasure."

"It's normal for brothers and sisters to have temper tantrums, but it is still necessary to find a solution to the problem as soon as possible. It is best to be peaceful, otherwise it will affect the emotions of both parties."

"Xiao Lian, tell me."

Facing An Ruan's repeated questioning, Ye Weiwei kept shaking his head, and finally heaved a long sigh, "Ruan Ruan, thank you for your concern, but this is my own business, and no one can help."

If she said that the outbreak of the quarrel was caused by An Ruan Natong leaking her phone call at Su Yichen's house, wouldn't An Ruan blame herself?

She doesn't have a good heart to treat everyone well, but in this school, An Ruan is by far the best person to her.

She also has to use a little snack.

However, she just wanted to keep her brother's affairs private.

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After autumn, the temperature gradually drops.

It has been cloudy and rainy for several days in a row, and I have to bring an umbrella every day when I go out in case of a rainy day.

After school that day, the rain outside the window was loud.

"Xiao Lian, did you bring your umbrella today?"

"Yeah, I'm taking it with me, you go first."

"Okay then, see you tomorrow."

Because it's the only night's turn today, I have to wait until all the students have left to start cleaning.

She and her classmates assigned the cleaning area, first sweeping the floor and then mopping the floor and cleaning the table, which took about half an hour.

"I finished cleaning here, let's go."

"I've finished wiping this side too."

Because Ye Weiyi had never done these things before, she was considered a beginner, and she cleaned well, not as proficient as other students, and she was ashamed to be lazy.

So after the other students finished scanning, she continued.

The other students gradually left the classroom, leaving her alone, and finally finished cleaning.

Put your schoolbag on your back and close the classroom door.

She went to get an umbrella from the window sill outside, but found that the place where her pink transparent umbrella should have been hung was empty.

"My umbrella?"

Her umbrella is gone!

what the hell!

what's the situation!
It was originally placed here every day, but today she disappeared at the end.

She was sure she had used the umbrella that morning, so now there was no doubt that it had been taken.

"God..." I never thought that such a thing would happen in school.

You must know that in the "Star Yao" Academy, there has never been a case of theft.

There was a moment of loss, but soon, she turned her head and a super awesome idea came to her mind.

She happily turned on her phone to send a message to Ye Xichen, who replied in seconds.

The haze in Ye Weiyi's heart disappeared instantly.

Of course, if she hadn't met Su Yichen at the school gate, she would have been happier...

(End of this chapter)

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