Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Zhang Yujie really wanted to ask Ni Sihui why he kicked him, but thinking that she was a violent woman with low IQ, everything became clear, but he couldn't help worrying whether she would kick the mayor or the secretary of the municipal party committee like this.

But now that the arrow is on the line, Zhou Ming's situation is extremely critical. After a few days of delay in the trial, it will be even more difficult to reverse the case.There was no other better candidate, so I could only reluctantly let her go.

Zhang Yujie thought to himself: If the seduction can't be successful, then think of other ways, just take it one step at a time.

"Then, leave me your contact information. I'll investigate the whereabouts of the mayor or the secretary of the municipal party committee, and then I'll find a way to arrange for you to have a wonderful affair." Zhang Yujie has experienced many such bad tricks. Just talking about the famous fairy dance, he has done it more than once with his partners.

"Don't be so troublesome, just wait for me." Ni Sihui smiled, and the moment she turned around, a tear fell down. [

This is the last time I cry for a man... for sure.Ni Sihui pushed open the door of the cafeteria, looked up at the cloudless sky, took a deep breath, and walked towards the teaching building.

Some time has passed since the turmoil in which Ah Snake was arrested in No. [-] Middle School in the city, and the campus has returned to the tranquility of the past amid another class bell, only the faint sound of reading.

The sunglasses hanging on Ni Sihui's chest flickered, reflecting the sun's rays into two spots, trembling as she kept walking.

Ni Sihui walked through the back door of the teaching building without looking back once, she knew that Zhang Yujie would definitely not catch up.

Ni Sihui's blue and white motorcycle was still parked steadily in front of the teaching building. She came out from the front door, stood on the steps, and stared at the person leaning on her motorcycle seat in a daze.

"Brother Long." Ni Sihui called softly.

Brother Long had obviously been waiting for a while. He patted the dashboard of the motorcycle with his hands boredly. He raised his head, looked at Ni Sihui who was high up, and said flatly, "Have you ever cried?"

"No." Ni Sihui hurriedly put on the sunglasses on her chest, trying to block her red and swollen eyes and messy tear stains.