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Chapter 252 You Are Free

Chapter 252 You Are Free
Luo Weiwei handed her mobile phone to Fan Yihang in front of Qin Qianqian.

She didn't give it secretly, because firstly, because she had already got the recording, she was not afraid of Qin Qianqian acting as a demon; secondly, the voice in the recording was hers, and Qin Qianqian could hear it immediately, even if she gave secretly, as soon as the recording was played, Qin Qianqian would Know the source of this recording.

Fan Yihang picked up the phone and knew what was inside. He glanced at Qin Qianqian and said, "Let's eat together after school at noon."

For such a long time, Fan Yihang had never taken the initiative to talk to her, and now he suddenly made an appointment for lunch, and on the premise that Luo Weiwei gave her the phone inexplicably, Qin Qianqian had a bad feeling intuitively.

But she understood the reason why disaster cannot be avoided, and she glanced at Luo Weiwei who was sitting behind Fan Yihang with a smile on her face, and she pursed her lips and said "um".

She wanted to see what trick Luo Weiwei was thinking of.

Qin Qianqian never felt uncomfortable in the morning class, but today she was restless.

Looking at Fan Yihang again, he was still as indifferent and quiet as before, and she felt even more uneasy.

Qin Qianqian was absent-minded, and the math teacher on the podium noticed it at a glance, and called the roll call: "Qin Qianqian, what did I say to pay attention to that question just now?"

Qin Qianqian was taken aback for a moment, and when she stood up, her face was blank.

In the past, when she couldn't answer the questions, her class representative would remind her at the same table, but Fan Yihang sat like a clock, motionless, obviously he wouldn't remind her anything.

The math teacher sank down, scanned the classroom, and finally fell on Luo Weiwei.

Luo Weiwei had a bad premonition, and the next second the math teacher said, "Luo Weiwei, get up and answer."

It was also lucky that just now Luo Weiwei happened to be listening to the class seriously, and replied: "First calculate the minimum value of Sn."

The dark face of the math teacher softened a little: "Sit down."

This was said to Luo Weiwei, the math teacher didn't even look at Qin Qianqian, and didn't scold her, just let her stand like that.Such a cold way made Qin Qianqian feel even more ashamed, and it was Luo Weiwei who returned to the above question, her face was even more ugly.

All of this is due to Luo Weiwei's phone!

Qin Qianqian's hatred for Luo Weiwei became even stronger after she was scolded by the math teacher in the corridor after math get out of class. Now she wished Luo Weiwei would die!

……

After the whole morning finally passed, Qin Qianqian looked at Fan Yihang as if he was panting and said, "There's no need to eat, and when everyone leaves, speak up."

Her words were so loud that the two students at the first table couldn't help but turn their heads to look back, let alone Luo Weiwei who was sitting at the back table.

"What's the situation?" Lin Tianyuan asked her with his eyes.

Luo Weiwei shook her head, beckoned and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to lunch today."

At noon, everyone rushed to eat, and the classroom quickly emptied, leaving only Fan Yihang and Qin Qianqian.

Fan Yihang didn't talk too much in the past, and this time he didn't talk too much, so he started recording directly.

"Lin Qixin, let me ask you, how do you know that I work part-time in a restaurant? Who told you?"

Luo Weiwei's voice came from the phone, and before Lin Qixin's voice could be heard, Qin Qianqian's face became pale as paper.

When Lin Qixin's voice sounded, Qin Qianqian could not bear to growl: "Enough!"

This is not giving her a recording, this is threatening her, and humiliating her!

Fan Yihang is not a person who can be difficult, let alone the other party is a girl, he stopped the recording, put the phone away, and said indifferently: "You should understand what I mean, delete the photo permanently, and never mention this matter again Then I will treat this recording as non-existent, and no one will know what you have done behind your back."

Fan Yihang's tone was very flat, flat to the point of indifference, and he had always been cold to everyone except Luo Weiwei, but Qin Qianqian couldn't help but shuddered.

She looked at Fan Yihang's emotionless black eyes, and felt that she was being stabbed by him, every word was cutting her flesh, bloody.

She didn't speak, and Fan Yihang was not in a hurry, he knew she would definitely compromise.

Because what Qin Qianqian wants most is face and what others think of her, and the recording can just destroy these things she cares about the most.

Qin Qianqian smiled wryly twice, and said, "Is there any way I can't make you look at me more?"

"There are so many people in the world, there is no need for you to hold on to me." Fan Yihang maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, and did not say the most vicious and heartbreaking words.

Qin Qianqian looked at him mockingly: "There are so many people in the world, it's not good who you like, but Luo Weiwei? She is a person who can be hot for 3 minutes. I can guarantee that you will definitely be the one who gets hurt in the future."

Fan Yihang frowned impatiently: "She and I are just friends, it's because you think too much."

"Is it?"

Fan Yihang didn't speak, Qin Qianqian laughed, took out his mobile phone and opened the photo album, and deleted the two secretly taken photos in front of Fan Yihang.

"There is no other backup, you can rest assured."

Fan Yihang took a deep look at her, human eyes can't lie, he saw a near-desperate collapse in her eyes, but it wasn't the person he cared about, he was still indifferent in his heart.

After a few seconds of silence, he also took out Luo Weiwei's old-fashioned mobile phone and deleted the recording.

"There is no backup, but if you still make a fuss about those two photos, I can ask Lin Qixin to say it again in front of the whole school."

This is an obvious warning.

Qin Qianqian felt a pain in her heart, and Fan Yihang warned her for Luo Weiwei...

If neither of them was the person she cared about, she wouldn't feel anything at all, but one was the person she hated the most, and the other was the person she was most attracted to.

For a moment, sadness overwhelmed anger, and Qin Qianqian burst into tears.

Fan Yihang no longer looked at her, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Fan Yihang." Qin Qianqian said.

Fan Yihang's footsteps paused, and after a while, he heard her say: "You are free, but you will regret it. No one can tie Luo Weiwei, and neither can you. I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

Fan Yihang didn't stay any longer and left with a blank expression on his face.

Man restaurant.

Luo Weiwei served Lin Tianyuan's food, and retreated to the back kitchen to secretly send a text message to Fan Yihang: "Is the matter resolved? Come to Man Restaurant for dinner, I'm treating you."

Fan Yihang quickly replied: "No."

Through the screen of the mobile phone, Luo Weiwei could guess the expressionless expression on Fan Yihang's face when he replied this message.

She curled her lips and scolded Fan Yihang for being ignorant of fun and not eating anything.

What she didn't know was that after Fan Yihang left the classroom, the words Qin Qianqian said kept echoing in his mind: No one can tie Luo Weiwei, and neither can you. I advise you to give up as soon as possible.

He knew that Qin Qianqian was trying to sow discord in the end, but he couldn't help but think of this curse-like sentence.

He thought of Luo Weiwei's way of chatting and laughing happily among boys, of the rotten peach blossoms that popped up around her from time to time, and of the scene where Luo Weiwei and Shen Mucheng were talking and laughing by the river that day, their dark eyes seemed to hide a thousand-year iceberg, The cold light in his eyes couldn't melt no matter what.

(End of this chapter)

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