Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

They have always forcibly stopped the scandals on the campus network, so even though Han Yixing was the one everyone wanted to gossip about the most, because of Fei Xiluo's personal intervention, they were greedy and did not dare to think about Han Yixing again.

It's just that someone's classmates are still in trouble all the time, because they want to report every move of the young mistress to the boss.

This kind of ambiguous scene, once reported, will know the consequences.

"The four of you are too disrespectful to hide here for a day."

When Han Yixing walked to the Cafilo Club, he happened to see the small cakes and drinks after the meal in front of the four of them, and he was very angry. [

Lei Qiqi lazily raised her head from the computer, and glanced at her, "Didn't someone say you want to work part-time?"

"So we represent you and attend the temporary small meeting." Han Xiaonuo said, she didn't wear the uniform here today, but she was still wearing a set of purple clothes. No one was more picky about the color than her.

Even in school, when she has to wear a school uniform, she will prepare a purple silk scarf, or tie it on her head as a hair tie, or tie it around her neck.

In short, the eccentric behavior that represents her color always makes people speechless for a while.

Han Yixing wrinkled her nose, looked noncommittal, sat down in her fixed seat, and immediately the waiter brought a small cake she liked, and prepared a lollipop.

It was evening, and there weren't many people here. Han Yixing got off work from the clerk and had an hour to go to the gymnasium, so he rushed over in a hurry.

Yin Chuxia's cold and indifferent face had a hint of trouble. The floor-to-ceiling windows she liked to sit on faced the sea directly. This kind of condescending vastness actually made people feel small.

Lan Xuanxuan lowered her head and dug into the cake without saying a word, but she didn't eat much, her silence made it obvious that something was wrong.

Han Yixing glanced at everyone before he said depressedly: "I said, what happened to everyone? Why is everyone acting weird?"

"It's just that you're blaming everyone, alas, you don't care about her now." Han Xiaonuo looked at her resentfully, dragged his cheek with one hand, and followed Yin Chuxia's example to look at the black sea outside.