It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse

Chapter 343 His death has nothing to do with me!

In the evening, the school forum was blown up with a group of pictures!
In the photo, Meng Huan was naked and tied to a pillar. The photographers took pictures from various indescribable angles, and finally gathered a group of unsuitable pictures and posted them on the forum!
The incident was bad, and soon spread to the school!
Gu Zhi and Fu Wenfu asked Fu Mo Nian to come forward as an insider of the school to resolve the matter.

Please come early the next day, Fu Mo Nian called out Meng Huan from Class [-] of Senior High School, and the two of them entered an empty and deserted office.

"It was Zhang Lingling and Fang He who brought people to punish me."

Meng Huan's face was blue and purple, and the corner of his mouth was broken.

Although she was stripped of her clothes and had indecent photos taken last night, fortunately she was not caught by those boys.

She sat on the stool lifelessly, "I also know that Xiao Li was killed by Zhang Lingling and the Zhang family."

Last night, she had a rare dream of Xiao Li. Xiao Li actually said that she had done too much to Zhang Lingling. When she woke up, the pillow was wet.

"About what happened last night, I hope the school will not expel Zhang Lingling. That's right, Zhang Jiaquan is in great power, and you can't expel her."

Meng Huan talked to himself, mocking himself.

Fu Mo Nian frowned slightly, he probably guessed what Meng Huan wanted to do.

She should want to avenge Xiao Li in her own way...

Meng Huan stood up, "That's the end of the story, I won't hold Zhang Lingling and the others accountable."

Afterwards, Fu Mo Nian found Zhang Lingling and Fang He.

Before he could open his mouth, Fang He said, "What happened last night has nothing to do with us. It's Meng Huan who likes to be abused and deliberately asked us to tie her up to take those photos. To put it bluntly, he just wanted to be famous."

"Who do you think will believe your statement?" Fu Mo Nian asked in a deep voice, no one would believe this statement.

Just ask which girl is willing to trade her reputation for fame.

Zhang Lingling raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's true that I led someone to punish Meng Huan. Is the school planning to expel me?"

Fang He was stunned, how did Lingling admit it?
In case of being fired...

Fu Mo Nian relayed Meng Huan's words to the two of them, "She doesn't want you to be fired, and she doesn't hold you accountable."

Fang He was stunned again, Meng Huan is not out of his mind, is he?
If she was the victim last night, she would definitely cry and ask for an explanation.

"Oh?" Zhang Lingling chuckled, "Fu Xiaocao are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

"I think you should know why Meng Huan said that." Fu Mo Nian said meaningfully.

The corners of Zhang Lingling's lips softened in an instant, and Meng Huan's voice last night asking her if she still remembered Xiao Li sounded in her ears.

"Just do it yourself."

Putting his words down, he walked out.

The extremely warm voice in the back of the memory kept calling her name, Zhang Lingling's expression gradually collapsed, and she hugged her head in pain.

"Lingling, are you okay?" Fang He was pushed away, Zhang Lingling angrily shouted, "Get out!"

Xiao Li, Xiao Li,...!
Now her mind is full of this person's voice and smile!

She didn't cause Xiao Li to jump off the building, why should she be afraid?

Suddenly, Zhang Lingling turned from anger to a smile, "I'm going to see Meng Huan, and I want to tell her that I'm not afraid at all!"

Without further ado, Zhang Lingling broke into a classroom and grabbed a girl by the collar.

Fang He couldn't pull it no matter what.

"I remember Xiao Li, his death has nothing to do with me! I am not afraid of the shadow slanting when I am upright, I am not afraid at all!" Zhang Lingling had a grim expression, completely unaware that the person she was dragging was not Meng Huan at all.

It's Fuxi!

It took Yu Huanxi and Lin Xia a lot of effort to push Zhang Lingling away, but Fu Xi fell down on the stool as if he had lost his soul.

(End of this chapter)