The little girl who prayed to Buddha

Chapter 130 Wen Kewei's persistence

Neither of them spoke during the entire journey, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

However, Fang Jian didn't care about this situation at all. In fact, it might be more natural not to speak.

During this time, Zhuang Yan received a text message on his mobile phone. After reading it, his face turned pale for a moment, and then he deleted it as if nothing had happened.

"What's wrong?" Fang Jian asked with concern after noticing that something was wrong with him.

"fine."

He still had a stern face, as if someone owed him millions.

But Fang Jian thought he was so handsome!
The next day, sunlight shone into the classroom through the window, casting a golden glow on the students who were doing their homework.

He Jinglian's class is a key class in the senior year of Yunshi No. 1 Middle School, and all the students are top students.

Even though it was the end of get out of class, no one was making any noise, and the students who left their seats were quiet and didn't disturb others.

It was in such a classroom that there was suddenly a burst of whispering sounds, as if someone was discussing something.

Helian Yu's deskmate was the first to raise his head impatiently, and smiled when he saw the door.

He nudged He Jinglian, who was concentrating on studying, and pointed his chin at the door, "Looking for you!"

He Jinglian’s first reaction was that Xiaoxiao came to find him. He looked up in surprise, but there was no trace of Xiaoxiao.

There is one annoying one!
He Jinglian turned around and looked at his deskmate dissatisfiedly, "Can you please stop disturbing my studies?"

My deskmate touched his nose innocently and said nothing.

He Xiaocao has a bad temper and he can't afford to offend him!
Wen Kewei paused while holding the milk tea, her face stiffened for a moment before returning to her gentle image.

"Senior, I heard you like strawberry-flavored milk tea, so I bought it specially for you."

She speaks softly, and no one can be cold to her.

The boy sitting in the front row took the milk tea from her hand and said politely, "I'll give it to him for you!"

Wen Ke thanked him with a smile, making the boy blush.

Looking at the extra, unsightly milk tea on the table, He Jinglian tightened his grip on the pen, and instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "Sorry, we still have to study." So, you can get out.

Wen Kewei was embarrassed again, embarrassed in front of so many people. If it were anyone else, she would never let him off so easily. But this person was He Jinglian. Not only could she not argue with him, she had to work hard to please him...

She forced a smile to maintain her ladylike image in front of everyone.

"Then I won't bother you, Senior. I'll be leaving first."

Everyone just watched him leave and no one dared to stop him.

After all, it was He Jinglian who drove them away. Even if they had a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to stop him!
The boy who handed over the milk tea wanted to say something, but he met He Jinglian's eyes directly.

I got scared instantly.

“Ha, ha, practice questions, practice questions!”

He Jinglian glanced at the milk tea, expressionless, "Take it away."

"Why? Brother He, don't you like strawberry flavor the most?"

I used to buy strawberry flavored food and drink a lot of milk tea, so why don’t you want them now?
The hand holding the pen tightened again. As his deskmate, I seemed to hear the pen wailing...

"I'm saying this for the last time, take it."

The boy didn't dare to say anything anymore. He quickly took it away and destroyed it without any pause!

The other students lowered their heads silently.

What a pity to waste a cup of milk tea.

There was no way Wen Kewei would give up so easily.

He Jinglian was found again at noon, holding two tickets.

"Senior, let's go to the theater together tonight!"

As the school belle of No. 1 Middle School, Wen Kewei is not only good-looking but also has a good temperament.

Even He Jinglian had to admit that she was no different from those socialites in the upper class.

But, it just made him unhappy.

(End of this chapter)