Hello, Mr. School Prince

Ling Weifeng groaned, there is such a thing in the middle, then she still wants to persuade Xiao Huahua to confess.

When attending class the next day, Wang Jiaohua obviously felt that Ling Weifeng was absent-minded, and she stopped talking several times.

"Xiaofeng, do you have something you want to tell me?" Wang Jiaohua raised her head from the pile of review materials and asked.

Ling Weifeng's lips moved, but he couldn't say it.

I already knew about Fang Jiming, if I still supported Wang Jiaohua in fighting for it, it would be to push her into the fire pit.

But if you don't help Wang Jiaohua to speak out, this kind of secret love is very uncomfortable.

Wang Jiaohua looked at her teasingly, "Little Master, if you have something to say, my time is very precious now. I must get the first place in this mid-term exam. With such a strong opponent as you, I must sprint with all my strength. "

Ling Weifeng was stunned by her words, Xiami?

She had never thought about competing with Wang Jiaohua for the first place. Since she knew that the results of the mid-term exam were related to whether she would be dropped out, how could she rob her.

"I'm joking, just tell me if you have anything." Wang Jiaohua smiled and said, she would stay by her own efforts, without sympathy or concessions.

Ling Weifeng is very powerful, this monthly exam is simply impressive, but her name as a master of study is not known.

She will do her best for this exam. As for the result, she can only tell her fate by doing her best.

"Xiao Huahua, I..." Ling Weifeng hesitated and continued, "I made an appointment with Fang Jiming to meet on the library rooftop at 12:30 noon. If you want to confess to him, go."

She talked about it for a while, and told Wang Jiaohua about the first love that Prince Xi Gu said last night.

She knew very well that her emotional intelligence was a bit low, so she didn't dare to make any random ideas about emotional matters, and could only tell what she knew. As for what to do, I believe Wang Jiaohua knew better than her.

Wang Jiaohua was silent, thinking about the whole class, and when the get out of class was over, she seemed to have made some determination, "I'll go."

"Huh?" Ling Weifeng reacted a little sluggishly, "Xiao Huahua, are you sure, since he hates that woman back then, he might get angry on you."

"I know." Wang Jiaohua was silent after speaking.

Place the hand gently on the chest, a bit stuffy and painful, distressed for him, distressed for his past experience.

For the beloved, he desperately even gave up all the glory and wealth, but in exchange for a heart-piercing betrayal, he must be sad.

It is said that time is the best medicine to heal wounds. Has the wound in his heart healed?

No, such a heart-wrenching betrayal is like a thorn, stabbing hard in the heart, even if the scar has been stranded under the baptism of time, but whenever it is touched again, it will still hurt badly. Go ahead.

If his wounds are really healed, he will no longer hate the poor for that matter.

He is not the kind of prejudice, he has the best education in the world, he just...wound too badly.

She will make every effort to help him pull out the thorn and heal his wound.

At noon, Wang Jiaohua did not go to dinner with Ling Weifeng, but went to the dining hall by herself.

Ling Weifeng was a little absent-minded, and she was very worried. When it was about half past twelve, she took Prince Xi Gu and walked towards the library.

If she didn't watch it with her own eyes, she was not at ease, what if Wan Yifang had a temper and beat her Xiaohuahua.