Chapter 94： Miuye protects shortcomings

Chapter 94

Wherever she went these days, she was held and held, when she was ridiculed in public, her face was pale, her eyelashes dropped slightly as if she was wronged, and her lip was bitten: "I just don’t think there is any need to do things. It's such a big noise..."

"You are not the injured person, and you are not the school teacher. Whose position do you have so many illusions?"

Qiao didn't save her a bit of face, and said straightforwardly: "You don't want people to check it out unless you have a ghost in your heart."

Qiao Hao didn't have time to refute, he saw her turning her head too far, even stingy with her eyes, and behaved like Principal Yu and others.

"The stairs leading to the top floor have surveillance cameras. If someone moves their hands or feet, the surveillance must have captured them."

Outside the crowd, Zhao Jingwei heard that there was surveillance, and her body trembled violently with fear, and almost screamed without checking.

Qiao Hao pinched her severely, she calmed down a little bit after the pain, but her face was terribly awful, so she didn't write ‘I’m the murderer’ on his face.

……

Qiao Nian was injured, and the afternoon class would definitely not be available.

Shen Hui gave her a three-day holiday with a big wave, allowing her to have a good rest at home.

Shen Qingqing was also scared enough, Liang Bowen took her to the hospital for examination.

Qiao Nian packed his schoolbags and said hello to Chen Yuan. As soon as he walked out of the classroom, he heard a few girls gathered in the corridor, looking in one direction with blushing cheeks, and chatting in a low voice.

"Look, that man is so handsome."

"Oh my god, really handsome, are you a star?"

"I don't know, I don't seem to have watched it on TV. How could he come to our school, is he the parent of which class?"

"No way? Looks so young."

"I don't know if he has a girlfriend, I really want to ask for WeChat."

Young, looks better than celebrities.

Qiao Nian didn't know why, a face of evil and evil appeared in her mind. She was just thinking about it. She looked up and saw the man walking in front of him. He wore a white shirt for the first time today, with a messy neckline. Opening, revealing a smooth-line neck, his eyes are deep and three-dimensional, and his high nose looks a bit like mixed blood, and he can touch those dark, bloodthirsty eyes, and he is surprised at what mixed blood is his own illusion.

He walked over from the crowd. There were so many people, the principal and the dean were by his side, and they kept talking to him.

He is like a standout group, with a strong aura that makes him visible at a glance.

"Ye Shao, this matter I..." Principal Yu was still beside him, carefully talking.

Ye Wangchuan's left ear went in and his right ear went out. He didn't even listen to his heart. His eyes were always looking for someone. Finally, through the crowd, he saw the person he was looking for.

He shook off the people behind him, walked quickly through the crowd, and walked in front of Qiao Nian. First, he checked her up and down, lowered his head and eyes with concern, and asked in a low voice: "Does the hand still hurt? pain?"

He was so close, his breathing was close to his skin, and with so many people there, Qiao Nian's heart was involuntarily messed up, and he was not so comfortable: "...It's okay."

I was thinking about how he would come to school.

His face is so punchy, and he uses his toes to think, how many people will guess his identity after today.

Ye Wangchuan stared down at her bloodless side face, and saw that her dangling eyelashes, curved, scratched on the cusp of people’s hearts.

is the anxiousness and frowning eyebrows without hiding the fundus of the eyes.

She still hates coming over by herself.

Obviously rejected by others, Ye Wangchuan's thin lips curled slightly, his eyes fell on Qiao Nian's rolled up sleeves and the shocking gauze wrapped around his arms. Blood was seen in the gauze, and his eyes suddenly became cold. Suddenly he pulled her over, bent over and picked him up.

Afterwards, Principal Yu and others who chased over were all stared at it.

Ye Wangchuan didn’t put them in his eyes. He held the person in his arms. He glanced at him, his face sinking like water, with a compelling aura: "President Yu, I won’t say much, you know what to do. ."

(End of this chapter)