Fast Travel Wanted: Don’t Get Angry with the Blackened System

Chapter 37 National school grass is the villain (37)

Yuanqian looked at more and more people, but she didn't feel nervous at all, but the smile between her brows and eyes became stronger and stronger.

Seeing her like this, Qiao Xue suddenly remembered that at the gate of Mu's house that day, Yuanqian's combat power was not inferior to her... Did she understand something wrong?

But there is no turning back when opening the bow, and it has reached this point, and it does not mean that people can leave just by leaving.

With so many people watching, what else can she do besides grit her teeth and resist?

"Qianqian, I know you blame Uncle Qiao, but you have to love yourself! You are fooling around with other people now, what will you do in the future?"

I don't know where Qiao Xue's tears came from. When she said this, she actually raised her hand and wiped her eyes.

The moist eye sockets immediately won the distress of many people.

Could it be that this rich second generation really did something embarrassing, which made him so sad?

However, what is the reason for this look of hating iron but not steel?

"Oh! Student Qiao Xue, I told you that your brain is not working well, so don't come out and talk nonsense, let alone bite people! Do I know you well?

Does where I go matter to you? Did you send someone to follow me, or did you see me fooling around with someone else?

If not, why do you say these things for granted?

do you know? You are deliberately destroying other people's reputation, where is your conscience? What is the purpose? "

Yuanqian's eyes were almost aggressive, and it didn't mean that she had to fight for something, but just like Qiao Xue, there was no turning back when she opened her bow. The incident had already happened, and she had to light the fire on Qiao Xue again.

She will never wait for herself to be burned!

Qiao Xue, "I..."

She wanted to say that she saw it, but if she said this lie casually, what would she do if she was slapped in the face?

Everyone, "..."

This is embarrassing, accusing others without evidence.

However, Qiao Xue is not the type to let go so casually.

"Qianqian, do you know what you are talking about? If I release the evidence, will you still be able to stay in this school in the future?

As long as you go back and apologize to Uncle Joe now, and cut off contact with those people in the future, I will pretend that I don't know anything! "

Qiao Xue rolled her eyes, and in an instant, another thought popped into her mind.

She is such a gentle person, she will naturally be more gentle in doing things, gentle cut, tsk tsk, this time, what else can you explain?

Everyone, "..."

Hearing such revelations, their hearts are extremely complicated. If the image of the goddess is really ruined, what should they do?

Yuanqian snorted coldly.

Really underestimated Qiao Xue's ability to lie, the little bitch is really 666!

"My classmate Qiao, Ms. Qiao, first of all, I don't know you that well, so don't call me Qianqian casually, you have never been able to call me this name.

As for Uncle Joe, that’s your Uncle Joe not mine, so what does it have to do with me?

Speaking of evidence, I'm curious, how do you know things that I don't even know? Could it be that you ran to do it for me? "

Yuanqian smiled, raised her hand, and pinned the hair scattered around her ears behind her ears again.

And this action also means that she is going to do it.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

In Qiao Xue's view, Yuanqian is just dying, but in the face of such a situation, it is rare to be able to remain calm without blushing and heartbeat. This is really a strong opponent, Qiao Xue frowned , Thinking about how to completely eliminate the threatening existence of Yuanqian.

(Theatre 2)

Yuan Qian: A group of old drivers!

Everyone who eats melons: Hehe, don't talk about it, the little leather whip drips wax to serve you.

Yuan Qian: "Frame?" Isn't this my family's black system?

Blackened system: ... I heard that you want to fuck me?

Yuan Qian: ...