Rebirth of Asura

Chapter 160 Untitled Chapter (1)
Where did the idiot come from?
At this time, who still has the mind to taste the sound of the piano!

At the moment when everyone was stunned by this sudden compliment, Qiu Qianxue had quietly left the stage and returned to the backstage.

Putting down the violin, the phone on his body rang.

It was from home, and Chi Jianqiu told her to go home quickly, and Xia Panyun could still hear a somewhat unpleasant muttering on the phone.

The Guinness World Cup has ended, the school has no classes today, and now they can go home directly after school.

When she got down, Chi Jianqiu told her that Uncle He's car had already arrived at their school gate.

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Qianxue saw the missed call from last night on the screen, opened it, and the black font marked: Shi Yiqing.

Looking at the time, it was 10 minutes after she dialed last night and was hung up. At that time, she seemed to be led out of the room by the dispute between Xia Panyun and Qiu Shumo.

The obsidian-like pupils suddenly shone with light, shining brightly.

It turned out that her phone rang at the wrong time last night.

While looking at the phone, when he walked out of the school gate, Uncle He's car was already waiting there. As soon as he got in, he heard a soft "sister" ringing from the front seat.

Looking up, Zhang Yuxuan in a pink and purple dress was sitting on the co-pilot. Zhang Yuxuan turned her head to the back, biting her lower lip and staring at her hesitantly. She looked very charming. She had seen her for the first time in her previous life when she was 15 years old. 's pretty.

Qiu Qianxue looked at her curiously: "Cousin Yuxuan, do you have anything to say?"

Zhang Yuxuan bit her lips: "I heard that the rumors that slandered my sister in the academy these days were deliberately spread by someone?"

Qiu Qianxue stared at her, stared at Zhang Yuxuan as if she felt sorry for her, and said softly: "Yes..." Isn't that person you, her good cousin.

"It's too much! I heard that my sister saved her, how could this be!" Zhang Yuxuan became angry, and after taking a few heavy breaths, she said again: "I really can't see my sister letting them bully me like this..."

"So cousin Yuxuan told grandma, didn't she?"

Zhang Yuxuan was stunned by Qiu Qianxue's interruption: "Sister...would you blame me for being troublesome?"

Qiu Qianxue's big dark eyes locked Zhang Yuxuan's timid eyes, and said softly, softly, slowly: "How could it be?"

How can I blame you? Isn't Cousin Yuxuan adding wonderful seasoning to her life? How could she be willing to blame her?

On the white face of the long-haired girl, in the dark eyes, she stared at her without any reflection. Zhang Yuxuan was a little hairy from her dark eyes, and there was a driver beside her in the car in broad daylight. But somehow it made her feel weird.

"Oh... no... it's fine if you don't." She twitched the corner of her mouth and turned her head away quickly.

Back at Qiu's villa, in the living room, apart from Zhang Shengming who was negotiating business with the company, the elders, Qiu Shulan, Qiu Shumo and Chi Jianqiu were all sitting on the sofa, as if they were waiting for Qiu Qianxue to come back.

Stepping into the door, I heard an angry reprimand.

"Xue girl was bullied like this at school, and she didn't say anything when she returned home! How can my children and grandchildren of the Qiu family tolerate such bullying!"

The angry voice was full of aura, and the back of Qiu Hongyi's hand resting on the armrest of the rosewood grand teacher's chair had veins popping out, and his breath was also a little unstable.

When encountering such a thing, the old man is always used to bury his love at the bottom layer, and his tone is full of indisputable anger and disappointment at Qiu Qianxue.

In T City, the children and grandchildren of his Qiu family don't have to be afraid of anyone, even if they have any conflicts with the younger generation of the Mu family, Mr. Mu will still look at the friendship between their two families for many years to make the big things smaller.It's not that he must encourage these juniors to use guns to bully the weak, but at least he can't bear the grievance of the big grievances.

(End of this chapter)