"That's right, I specially came to the capital to participate in the reunion. I used to frequent this supermarket to buy snacks, but today I came here to reminisce. I didn't expect to bump into you." The class monitor held onto An Yi Mo's arm, and smiled especially affectionately: "Yi Mo, in a while, you will also be participating in the reunion right?"

The class monitor looked at her vegetable basket of Octopus and raised his eyebrows. "Oh, when did our department flower become a good wife and mother? Did they get married? Is there a child? "

An Yi Mo shook his head awkwardly: "Squad leader, my husband is not Yao Zi Xiao, I have already broken up with him."

An Yi Mo nodded and said, "Mn. For a man like him to be so fooled, it's impossible for me to marry her. "

Sensing her hostility towards Yao Zi Xiao, the class monitor was even more puzzled. Frowning, he looked at An Yi Mo strangely and said: "An Yi Mo, that's not right. When you were reading, you liked Yao Zi Xiao so much.

Looking at the class representative's gossiping face, An Yi Mo knew that with his personality, if he did not tell him the truth, he would definitely ask more questions. An Yi Mo said helplessly: "It's because he broke his legs, do you know who he is with now?"

"To whom?" Sure enough, the class monitor had an expression of interest.

"Be good to Shang Yi Qing. For the sake of Shang Yi Qing's family's power and money, before he broke up with me, he was good to Shang Yi Qing." An Yi Mo shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"Now they are getting married!" An Yi Mo said indifferently: "That's fine too, although I've broken up with him, it's fortunate that a slut like him broke up with me, right?"

The monitor nodded, and said: "Yi Mo, then the reunion tonight, you must go."

The class rep grabbed An Yi Mo's arm, and said with a stern face: "Yi Mo, it can't be that you don't dare to go right? Are you afraid of being defeated by Shang Yi Qing? She is such an ugly person who likes to play tricks. If you don't go, everyone will think that you won't be able to let her go. When the time comes, everyone will know how you act in front of your classmates. What's more … "You're still in the same company as her? Let alone classmates, even if you go to the company tomorrow, the entire company will know and say that you can't afford to lose and can't let go. At that time, I'll leave it all to your face."

"But …" An Yi Mo frowned, "Weren't we supposed to bring husbands with us when we get married today? But my husband, he. It's not convenient for him to go. "

"You asked your husband?" the monitor asked.

That was something he had never asked, but Ye Tian Cheng would definitely not participate in such a boring party.

"It's really inconvenient for him to go." An Yi Mo said.

"Then just say that your husband is working overtime. In short, you dress up so that that bitch can have a good look at you. Otherwise, you really won't be able to look down on them anymore. I won't let them!" The class monitor seemed to have lost all sense of justice.

"Then... "Fine." An Yi Mo hesitated and thought that if she did not agree, the class representative would definitely grab hold of her and not let her go. Furthermore, she felt that what the class leader said made sense, and thinking back to when he was at the entrance of the company, and how he had even cursed Ambien, An Yi Mo cared even more in his heart.

"Stop buying. Let's go, I'll accompany you to the mall to buy clothes." The class rep casually took An Yi Mo and left the supermarket.

When they were still studying, the class monitor was a very passionate person. With good eyesight, easygoing people, and also like to help others, so he was very popular with girls. An Yi Mo liked the type of person that the class monitor was, very much.

The class monitor brought An Yi Mo to the biggest shopping mall in the capital, and directly brought her to the women's clothing department on the third floor. He did not care if An Yi Mo struggled to shake him off.

Bringing An Yi Mo to a certain high-end women's clothing store, An Yi Mo finally had the chance to gasp for breath and say: "Squad Leader, you, you brought me here, I, how could I afford it?"

The class rep laughed heartily and patted his chest. "I'll give it to you."

"How can that be?" An Yi Mo immediately shook his head, and said: "Squad leader, these clothes are so expensive, you can't afford to pay without merit. Let's go, we should go to a cheaper shop."

"An Yi Mo, are you not treating me as your friend?" The class monitor put her hands on her waist and glared at An Yi Mo. "How much money can you spend? Your class monitor just received a large bonus last month and doesn't have a girlfriend, so I can afford to spend that bit of money. "

"Squad leader, but …" The class monitor was always like this. Every time he was passionate, he would not know how to refuse.

"Don't be so naughty, who are we and who are we? If you don't want it anymore, I'll be angry, I'm really angry! " An Yi Mo knew his character very well. If he did not want it, he might really get angry.

"Then... "Fine, but, after I get my salary next month, I'll slowly return it to you. Otherwise, I won't want it anymore!" An Yi Mo stubbornly looked at the class rep.

"Alright, you're so troublesome." The form teacher pulled An Yi Mo into the shop, choosing from left to right, and finally picked a shoulder-length, knee-length skirt. The dress was hollowed out with patterns, it was very exquisite, yellow in color, it made the skin look especially tender, and adding the shoulder that was exposed, it was sexy yet noble. If he walked out like this, he would definitely be able to compete with a clown like Shang Yi Qing!

"Okay, now, go blow your hair."

The class monitor smiled as she paid the bill, then pulled her to the top floor of the mall to wash her hair and put on makeup. She looked at herself in the mirror and found that she was indeed beautiful.

"Let's go, beautiful and beautiful, that pair of bitches are going to die from anger!" The class monitor pulled An Yi Mo along and quickly headed towards the agreed location.