Chapter 50

Jin Beihan can't see at all. His upright posture goes around the whole living room and disappears into song Yarong's sight.

Jiang Huai went out to make a phone call, should be to contact the disinfection and deodorization staff, only song Yarong was left in the living room.

Song Yarong is confused where he should go, housekeeper with a maid, came over.

"Ma'am, she'll take you to the hot spring for cleaning."

Song Yarong then remembered that Jin's villa, with a huge hot spring, is a pure natural hot spring.

"The food is ready there, and the professional masseuse is waiting there."

Song Yarong's eyes brighten. Unexpectedly, the housekeeper is so careful. Knowing that she hasn't eaten yet, she nods her head and accepts it happily.

After the maid arrived at the hot spring as she did last time, a huge hot spring came into view as soon as she opened the door, and the door was shrouded with clouds.

On the other side of the bank, there was a small table with small meals, desserts and fruits on it. They were very well prepared. They followed the maid around the hot spring and went to the place where the meals were placed.

"Madam, there is a ready meal. Please enjoy it. The masseuse will be there in a moment."

Song Yarong nodded and was very satisfied with everything they had prepared. She was not satisfied with Jiang Huai's idea of disinfection and deodorization, but now she likes it.

The maid left to prepare for the hot spring and left song Yarong alone.

In the afternoon, song Yarong stayed in the hot spring, soaking in the hot spring and being massaged by a professional masseuse.

Song Yarong is relaxed and never so comfortable. When she comes back to her villa, Jin Beihan has disappeared. She should not be able to bear the smell of smoke.

However, it's cheaper. Song Yarong, the big bed in her bedroom, is her only one tonight.

The mood is very good deposited a mask, also slept a beauty sensation.

When I get up, I'm full of energy.

As soon as I entered the classroom, many people smelled the fragrance.

Wu Lu came earlier than song Yarong. She had been sitting in her seat, reviewing yesterday's knowledge and hearing the news around her.

Gently side head, softly said, "good morning."

"Good morning." Song Yarong shows her white teeth and smiles happily.

"I'm in a good mood."

"Yes, you don't know..." Song Yarong suddenly realized what she said and quickly changed her words. "Yesterday, I went to a hot spring. It was like a rebirth. She was as light as a swallow."

"So amazing? What about that hot spring Wu Lu obviously believed song Yarong's words.

She knows nothing about how to make it up and where there is a hot spring outside. If she makes one up casually and is found out, then song Yarong will become a liar.

No, no, such a risky thing can't be done. It's really hard for her.

After waiting for song Yarong's reply for a long time, Wu Lu knew in an instant, "it's the hot spring brought by her family. We really can't afford it."

"I..."

"Song Yarong, come here for a moment." It's the acting head teacher, standing at the door, calling song Yarong.

"Oh, good." Song Yarong quickly put the things away, and chuckled at Wu Lu, "I'll talk to you later."

Song Yarong hurried to the office, knocked on the door and stood beside the desk.

Did not ask what is the matter, reached for a piece of information, looked at the teacher in doubt, "teacher, this is?"

"The school held a campus charity dinner and invited many upper class families, including the Song family."

Song Yarong nodded clearly. She knew that this event was held at this time in her previous life. At that time, the event did not go smoothly. It began to rain before it started, which aroused the disgust of the middle and upper class families, and the reputation of Qingda declined more than a little.

The teacher pointed to the invitation list above, "those who are marked in front of the family agree to participate, but there are still some families. The teacher's ability is limited, and I hope you can help the teacher."

Simple over the list, do a few marks, is the kind of negligible.

This kind of problem threw her, the teacher really looked up to her, turned the hand, familiar words fell into the eyes - Jin family.

Let her and Jin Beihan open their mouths, this is not to let her find her own way out.

Apart from his habit of cleanliness, who Jin Beihan is, and the president of Jin's consortium, how can he attend such a boring campus charity dinner? It's really out of value.Push back the list and put it in the teacher's hand, "teacher, I may not be able to do this. You can ask Shen Hanjun in the class."

"The teacher also considered, he just turned around, so trouble him, when the time to make him unhappy how to do."

Then why not be afraid of her displeasure? She doesn't want to do this.

"Teacher, I really can't. I don't have any spare time. I hope the teacher won't embarrass me." There was not the slightest move, even a little angry.

If she can say well, maybe some of the families can really help to contact, she is not so ruthless.

But if she said that, there was no room for negotiation. Song Yarong would not do it.

Song Yarong said and left the office, regardless of the teacher's expression.

As soon as I got back to the classroom, my mood recovered as usual. I didn't feel any displeasure because of the teacher's words.

Just sat down, finishing schoolbag, slowly appeared on the table a small cake, along the hand to see, the owner is Wu Lu, "I see you are not in a good mood ah, eat a cake, the mood will be much better."

This is the reason why it sounds like eating cake can make you feel better. If so, why don't so many unhappy people buy cake.

I'm afraid that Wu Lu will think more. After all, it's Wu Lu's intention. She takes a bite from the cake.

The thick cream flavor filled the whole taste buds. The taste was too choking. Some of them couldn't eat it. They still swallowed Wu Lu's expectant eyes.

Put down the cake, took out a piece of paper, wiped the corners of his mouth, pointed to the small cake, "which cake shop bought this?"

How do you feel this sentence is a little familiar.

"Well, I bought it in the small cake shop opposite the school. How about it? Is it delicious?" Wu Lu asked expectantly.

Song Ya Rong quickly nodded, looking at the cake with a lot of cream left, "it's good, but it seems that there is a little too much cream. I'm worried that if I eat too much, I'll get fat."

"Well, that's because you only eat cream. You can try it this way."

Wu Lu put down the book in her hand, took the fork in Song Yarong's hand, personally cut a piece for her, and then handed it to her mouth.