Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 52 Protest is invalid
"You don't have a second choice." Mo Hanxuan wiped his chin with one hand, and stared at Tang Qianxia with half-closed eyes.

Tang Qianxia: "..."

Seeing that Tang Qianxia didn't reply, Mo Hanxuan presumptuously thought that she had acquiesced.

"Jersey, take my secretary to my office later."

"Oh." Yu Zexi smiled, happily looking at Tang Qianxia's loveless look.

Mo Hanxuan got up and went out with his school uniform jacket.

Sun Tongxi was also stunned.

what? !

Mo Hanxuan actually asked Tang Qianxia to be her secretary?
Sun Tongxi gave Tang Qianxia a vicious look, his nose almost crooked in anger.

Tang Qianxia also turned around and opened the door and walked out.

Sun Yimo, who had been guarding the door all this time, suddenly reached out to block her way: "Haha, let me just say, how could you join the student union!"

"That's really embarrassing, not only did I join the student union, but I also became the president's secretary!" Tang Qianxia looked at Sun Yimo with a half-smile.

The smile on Sun Yimo's face froze immediately: "Are you lying?"

"Whether I lie or not, don't you just ask your sister?"

Tang Qianxia walked past Sun Yimo, then dropped Song Ke'er and ran away.

Song Ke'er looked at Tang Qianxia who ran away suddenly, her angry face changed.

"Oh, aren't you good sisters with him? He abandoned you when he became the president's secretary?"

Song Ke'er turned her head to look at the eccentric Sun Yimo.

"Miss Sun, what are you talking about? She and I are not good sisters."

"Hey, Ke'er, it's really amazing. It's really the same as the front and the back." Sun Yimo suddenly leaned into Song Ke'er's ear and whispered.

"You..." Song Ke'er tightly held the hem of the skirt with her side hand, and looked sideways at Sun Yimo.

Sun Yimo crossed her arms and stared coldly at Song Ke'er, then said to the followers around her, "Let's go."

Song Ke'er turned her head to look at the few people following Sun Yimo, her teeth itching with anger.

Tang Qianxia ran wildly all the way, and then met Mo Hanxuan standing under a sycamore tree. He put one hand in his pocket, one hand hooked his school uniform coat and flung it coolly on his shoulder, his face There is also a touch of yuppie yuppie atmosphere.

He stood against the light, and all the light hit his delicate and three-dimensional facial features, making his whole face more profound and delicate.

He half-closed his eyes and looked at Tang Qianxia who was running towards him step by step, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It seemed that he was here to wait for Tang Qianxia.

Tang Qianxia ran up to him and stopped, pointed at his nose and growled, "Mo Hanxuan! What the hell are you trying to do!"

"Stinky girl, do you really want to die? Huh?!" Mo Hanxuan raised his eyebrows, obviously displeased with Tang Qianxia's way of talking to him.

"Hmph..." Tang Qianxia withdrew her hand and stared at Mo Hanxuan intently: "I just want to ask you, why did you do this?!"

"Oh, because, I am the chairman of the student union."

Tang Qianxia was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. Is this the reason?

"Bullying others! I don't care, I don't want to be your secretary!"

"If you don't serve as my young master's secretary, then you want to serve as that guy Duan Youxun's secretary? Huh?" Mo Hanxuan bent slightly and stared at Tang Qianxia.

"Yes! I'm going to be the senior's secretary!"

"Let me tell you, you don't have any choice, you can only be my secretary, and you can only be my secretary!" In an arrogant and arrogant tone.

"You..." Tang Qianxia paused, and finally said: "Excessive words!"

Mo Hanxuan suddenly smiled: "Young master, I'm making too much sense!? Wasn't that forced by you, a stinky girl?"

Tang Qianxia looked at Mo Hanxuan's gloomy face, and swallowed in fear, he was obviously smiling, why was his smile so pervasive?
"I quit!"

"Quit, the protest is invalid!" Mo Hanxuan looked at the angry Tang Qianxia with his arms crossed in front of him, "Unless..."

"Unless what?!" Tang Qianxia suddenly looked up at Mo Hanxuan.

"Unless it is the young master who fires you first, otherwise, you are the young master's secretary!"

Tang Qianxia: "..." Isn't this oppression?
……

After a few days, Tang Qianxia was depressed, and her whole body was in a state of low pressure.

Song Ke'er stared at the bracelet on Tang Qianxia's hand for a long time, and then asked: "Qianxia, ​​your bracelet is so beautiful, where did you buy it?"

Tang Qianxia looked at the bracelet on her wrist: "You mean this?"

"That's right, it's so beautifully made." Song Ke'er looked at her bracelet enviously.

"If you like it, I can give it to you." Tang Qianxia smiled.

"Okay, okay." Song Keer nodded eagerly.

Tang Qianxia took off the tens of thousands worth of bracelet on her wrist and handed it to Song Keer.

"Wow, it's so beautiful." Song Ke'er looked at the bracelet in her hand with eyes widened happily: "Thank you, Qianxia."

Tang Qianxia nodded gently with one hand on her cheek.

She held a pen in one hand and looked at the textbook absently.

In fact, not many people knew about the fact that she concealed her identity and entered Olette College, except for Mo Hanxuan and Yu Zexi, no one seemed to know her true identity.

Moreover, her father has never disclosed her existence to the public, so there are rumors that the daughter of the Tang family is very beautiful, but no one has ever seen her.

Thinking of this, Tang Qianxia sighed and tilted her head to look out the window.

When school was over in the afternoon, Tang Qianxia deliberately stayed to help Song Keer clean the classroom.

There were only two girls left in the huge classroom, and Song Ke'er dragged the floor feebly with a broom.

She suddenly caught a glimpse of a new bottle of Chanel perfume Sun Yimo put on the table, and picked it up curiously.

She turned her head to look at Tang Qianxia who was wiping the blackboard, then unscrewed the cap of the bottle of perfume and sniffed the perfume close to the mouth of the bottle.

After a few minutes...

After cleaning the classroom, the two walked out of the school together.

"Qianxia."

"Huh?" Tang Qianxia turned her head to look at the smiling Song Ke'er.

"Qianxia, ​​where does your family live?"

"Me?" Tang Qianxia choked for a few seconds, she couldn't tell Song Ke'er that she was living at Mo Hanxuan's house, could she?

"I live... at a relative's house, hehe." Tang Qianxia smiled awkwardly and said perfunctorily.

"Then can I go to your relative's house to play?"

"Ah?!" Tang Qianxia was taken aback again, then shook her head: "This won't work."

"Why not? Aren't we friends?"

Song Ke'er was obviously a little angry with a small face.

"We are friends..." Tang Qianxia put her arm around her: "However, that relative of mine doesn't like people going to his house very much."

(End of this chapter)