Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Surrounded in the middle, she trembled a little.

The red-haired boy emptied out the contents of the schoolbag, and there was nothing else in it except books, notebooks, and stationery.

Hongmaoer even unzipped the zippers of other pockets and searched for them, but there were none.

He frowned, "You didn't take the money?"

Lin Qiao shook her head, "I really didn't take any money."

The red hair glanced at Lin Qiao's school uniform, took a stick and tapped on the ground twice, "Take out all your pockets!"

Lin Qiao opened the pocket.

There is a straight cell phone.

"Mobile phone?" Hong Maoer's eyes lit up when he saw it, "Give me the mobile phone!"

Lin Qiao hugged her mobile phone, "No, I can't give this to you."

Although the calling card that Su Zhaohuan gave her was nothing, it mainly contained photos of her father and brother, which were fond memories of Lin Qiao.

Hongmao raised his hand towards a young man behind him.

The little guy immediately set up Lin Qiao and snatched the phone from Lin Qiao's hands.

Lin Qiao yelled: "Don't touch my mobile phone! My mobile phone is not worth much! Give me your mobile phone, and I will give you money!"

The red hair heheed twice, "I want the phone, and I also want the money. I'll come to you tomorrow. If you don't pay me, then don't blame me for being rude."

Lin Qiao was pushed aside, and Hong Maoer left with a few young people.

She gritted her teeth, squatted on the ground, and threw all the books into her schoolbag. She didn't go to school and went back to Dongsanxiang.

Alan was looking in the mirror in the living room. Seeing Lin Qiao came back, he was a little surprised, "Hey, Lin Qiao, why are you back? Didn't you go to school today? Isn't it all boarding..."

Bang.

Before Alan could finish his question, Lin Qiao slammed the door open.

This kid is really quite temperamental today, what wronged him at school?

Alan called Su Zhaohuan who had already left.

When Su Zhaohuan received the call, he put down his work and rushed back in time.

"Lin Qiao?"

Su Zhaohuan knocked on the door of Lin Qiao's room.

Lin Qiao didn't say anything inside.

Su Zhaohuan asked Alan, "Did you get bullied?"

"I don't think so, I feel angry." Alan said.

Su Zhaohuan yelled for a while and couldn't open the door, so he asked Alan to get the spare key. At this moment, the door opened from the inside.

Lin Qiao stood at the door, with smoky makeup on his face and a wig.

Alan: "Didn't you stop wearing makeup?"

Su Zhaohuan also didn't react for a while.

Go to school like this?

"I feel safe with makeup," Lin Qiao knew. The reason she was being bullied was because she was a girl, and she was soft and sweet. Those little gangsters took her mobile phone, "I'm leaving."

Lin Qiao left with her schoolbag on her back.

Su Zhaohuan looked at Lin Qiao's back and felt that things were definitely not that simple.

He sent Lin Qiao to the gate of the school and asked someone to investigate, but within ten minutes, they were found.

Su Zhaohuan smoked a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and heard his subordinates say this, his eyes darkened.

The mobile phone was taken by the red-haired boy to a mobile phone repair shop that morning to sell it.

Who knows, this mobile phone store happens to be owned by Sang Lie's subordinates.

When the person found the mobile phone, he immediately contacted Su Zhaohuan, "Brother Zhaohuan, the mobile phone was found."

At the same time, on the other side, Lin Qiao came to the school.

The guard saw a girl with an afro, and immediately stopped her.

"What are you doing? You can't break into the school!"

Lin Qiao turned around, took out the school card from his pocket expressionlessly, and showed the guard a look.

The guard's eyeballs almost fell out of shock.

student?

Students actually dressed like this?
Lin Qiao said in a cold voice, "Let's finish it, I'll leave after I finish it."

The doorman nodded.

Lin Qiao put away her school card and walked towards the depths of the campus.

She went straight to her class, class one and three.

It just so happens that this class is the class of the head teacher.

Lin Qiao knocked on the door, and the head teacher opened the door, "You..."

Lin Qiao said, "I am the transfer student Lin Qiao."

head teacher:"……"

Li Yufeng pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, looked at the girl in front of her, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Before Lin Qiao transferred to her class, the dean had come to have an in-depth exchange with her.

Mainly came to a point.

The power behind this transfer student cannot be underestimated.

Usually, you can just open your eyes and close them.

Li Yufeng asked: "How powerful can it be?"

The dean said: "It's in the army, this."

Li Yufeng looked at the thumb pointed out by the dean, stroked his forehead, "That... Dean, or this child should be transferred to another teacher's class, I really..."

"It's nothing. I'll take care of you when something happens. There are too many students in other classes. Don't worry," said the dean. "I saw this girl during the report, she looks pretty cute , just don’t be too rigid in your studies.”

Li Yufeng recalled what the dean said "she looks pretty cute", and then looked at the girl who looked like a little sister in front of her, and finally let the door open, "Go in first, go and sit down The last row will be adjusted for you when the seats are changed this Friday."

Lin Qiao hummed, and with an afro on her head, she walked in without looking sideways.

Many students were dumbfounded when they saw Lin Qiao like this.

Li Yufeng, who has always been the most disciplined in terms of dressing and study, actually let in a transfer student who was dressed in a strange dress, permed, dyed, and made up?
Is Teacher Li taking the wrong medicine or is it bad eyesight?

All morning, except for the self-introduction when he first entered the door, Lin Qiao didn't say anything else.

She couldn't understand the content of the teacher's lecture, so she casually flipped through the books in her hand. It was too far away from her dropping out of junior high school, and those knowledge points became ghosts in her eyes.

Lin Qiao simply turned his head and looked out the window.

The window just faced a stadium.

Men and women in the stadium are running, playing basketball, playing badminton, and looking very happy.

At noon, Lin Qiao took the money he had earned for more than a month, went to the school cafeteria to refill his meal card, ate something casually, and went back to the classroom.

The school is a boarding school, and most of the students live in the school. During winter time, the noon time is short, and many students come back directly after eating.

At this time, a male student in the class rushed over from the corridor,
"Lin, Lin Qiao! Someone is looking for the school gate!"

This male classmate looked like he was "turned pale" by being frightened.

Lin Qiao stood up and walked out.

A student in the class yelled at the boy: "Who, you are so scared."

"A group of people! It seems that they are all social youths, and the battle is quite big!"

Someone gasped, "Oh my God!"

You know, students are afraid of those who are mixed in the society.

"Come and see!"

Having said that, more than a dozen students in the class got up one after another, and even the good students who usually don't miss every minute of their studies got up and went out.

Lin Qiao had already reached the school gate.

Opposite the school gate, surrounded by a group of people, Lin Qiao could clearly see the eye-catching red hair at a glance.