Evil Charm Transfer Student: The Promise of Pulling the School Grass

Chapter 100 Now, I only have youth left.

Ling Anzhi was still brooding about what happened just now, he said: "Why did you bring you here? I think you really forgot, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to bring you to put on heavy makeup at night to help you Quit your job and give your salary at the same time?"

I hesitated: "But... if I really quit, what will I do to support myself in the future?"

Ling Anzhi frowned, as if a little unhappy, he said impatiently: "I'll support you! Do you still want to go to that messy place? Something will happen there sooner or later."

I stick out my tongue, he raises me?Why does he support me?

I smiled helplessly: "What you said is easy. I will pay the rent soon, and the new semester is coming soon, and I have to save money to pay the tuition. I really don't have much money. In the past six months, my savings Rarely, it's not a good day."

I sighed, and then said: "Before I ran out impulsively, thinking that I had hands and feet, and I would be able to support myself, but now it seems that life alone is really not easy, and finally there is someone who can make money. Fast work, really don't want to give up."

Ling Anzhi was a little unhappy: "Don't want to give up? You are a girl, and nothing is more valuable than your youth. If you don't cherish it now, it will be too late to regret it later."

I smiled helplessly, and said with some vicissitudes: "It's late? I don't think it's okay, because all I have left now is my youth."

Unexpectedly, after hearing what I said, Ling Anzhi suddenly stopped the car. I was unprepared and almost bumped my head against the glass. I looked up at him and said, "Hey, why are you suddenly crazy?"

There was some inexplicable anger in his eyes. After looking at me for a long time, he still pressed his lips tightly, as if he was holding back something. In the end, he restarted the car without saying a word. , drove out like a gust of wind, and swept across this bustling street.

I exclaimed: "Ling Anzhi, slow down, you're driving fast again, it's too much, you!"

Ling Anzhi didn't turn his head back, but squeezed out two words coldly through the gap between his teeth: "Shut up!"

I wisely didn't say anything more, because in this situation, if I offended him, it would probably end badly.

(End of this chapter)