Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 11 Let's Talk (2)

Seeing An Xiaxia's unrequited expression, Kang Jian asked blankly, "What's going on?"

An Xiaxia's hand holding the phone trembled, and after confirming the number on the invoice again, she felt like fainting!

Oh my God!Why is it so expensive!It's not enough to sell her!

She made a decisive decision and called Qiao Mu——

The phone was connected quickly, and Qiao Mu's clean voice came: "Hey, Xia Xia, what do you want me for?"

An Xiaxia pondered for a while, and cried: "Sister, last time your car hit a Porsche at the gate of your company... The owner of the car came to me to pay for it, it's much more..." Before she could finish speaking, Qiao Mu acted vigorously She interrupted: "Hey, liar? You still use such a clumsy method! Wherever you call, you go! You don't even look at who my sister is, but you still want to lie to me?"

"What I said is true... I'm Xia Xia!" An Xiaxia shouted loudly.

"Hmph, I don't believe it!" Qiao Mu took the phone away from his ear and muttered, "Are all liars so advanced these days? Even the voices are exactly the same... Could it be that there is something new that can imitate human voices?" software?"

This incident was just a small episode for her, she soon went to work, leaving An Xiaxia messed up in the wind, very sad.

"Xia Xia...Your expression is so ugly..." Kang Jian complained.

An Xiaxia said bitterly: "Kang Xiaojian, I might have to transfer schools or run away from home, I... I owe a huge sum of money!"

Kang Jian stepped back three meters in an instant, and said seriously: "Xia Xia, my mother told me to go home and collect my clothes! Bye!"

After all, this guy ran faster than a rabbit and just slipped away.

An Xiaxia wanted to cry, so she picked up her schoolbag and went home.

There was no one in the house, so she hesitated whether to call her dad and brother, after thinking about it, she finally didn't call.
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Nightmare.

An Xiaxia went to school with two panda eyes.

Frightened, he moved to class 3, sophomore, and An Xiaxia sat down in his seat, when there was a rhythmic tapping sound on the table.

She glanced at the table reflexively, and all she could see was a pair of slender white fingers with neatly manicured nails.

Looking up along those pretty fingers, it was the boy's tall and thin body, wearing the black school uniform of Qixia High School, the tie on the white shirt was a little loose, revealing the beautiful collarbone.

After seeing the man's face clearly, An Xiaxia almost fell off the chair.

The ingenious facial features are as deep as a sculpture, and the tear mole under the left eye is even more charming.

Sheng Yize!It was Sheng Yize!

If it was different from normal times, even if An Xiaxia was a black fan, she would be conquered by Sheng Yize's looks, but when she thought of yesterday's text message, she felt the pain of going bankrupt!

"You... Hello, what can I do for you?" An Xiaxia pretended to be calm and asked knowingly.

Sheng Yize blinked: "Did you see the text message I sent you yesterday?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a gasp in the class.

God!Sheng Yize actually texted An Xiaxia?What is their relationship?
An Xiaxia cried and said, "I see."

Sheng Yize nodded, glanced around, and said, "There are too many people in the classroom, let's go outside and have a good talk." After a pause, he raised his lips and read in a correct voice: "An Xiaxia classmate."

(End of this chapter)