Revenge of Rebirth: Miss Femme

As soon as the idea appeared in her mind, Zhou Yun's skin was aroused by this idea, and the chill hit her forehead from her feet.

How could she have such a ridiculous idea? Didn't my mother also say that Jian Jian really lost her memory? My mother has said so so well, there should be no mistakes.

Zhou Yun was startled by Jian Jian, and her spirit returned to the time when Jian Jian's mother just died, and she was extremely nervous about everything around her.

No matter how nervous Hu Feifei was, she sensed something was wrong with Zhou Yun. Thinking of the scene in the school infirmary, she distanced herself from Zhou Yun without wanting to be troublesome.

Not long after, people who were close to Zhou Yun gradually began to distance themselves from her.

Zhou Yun, who was not in the state, hadn't reacted yet, and it was already the next day when she realized it.

The simple two who were temporarily freed from harassment did not really find peace, at least not Zhuang Qingqing. She always felt that Zhou Yun had become different after she said that briefly, and she could no longer use the word sensitive to describe her. Described, but a little nervous.

Zhuang Qingqing couldn't help but glanced at Jian Jian, she knew that this question must never be asked, it was a forbidden area that she must never touch.

With each other holding different ideas, the day's class was over, and they simply bid farewell to Zhuang Qingqing, got into the car, and asked Wu Jian to stop at the corner of the school.

"Miss Jane, you can go home soon, aunt must have prepared dinner." Wu Jian parked the car at the corner, there was only a bakery inside, and it didn't look appetizing.

"Just wait for me here." He simply left a sentence and got out of the car.

Wu Jian frowned, staring at the person who got out of the car and entered the bakery. The bakery was not big, and everything inside could be vaguely seen through the glass door, and the person who walked in seemed to be meeting someone who couldn't see clearly. What the good-looking people are saying.

"Jixin?"

In the bakery, except for the clerk, there is only one person sitting on a high stool and eating whole wheat bread.

The person with the bread in his mouth turned his head to look at the person who called his name, his eyes under the sunglasses could not help showing a hint of surprise, he had asked Liu Feng about the general information of the small employer in front of him, he was a freshman in high school Child, no matter how much Liu Feng praises and speaks good things, he still doesn't take it seriously. A child is a child, and his thinking is not mature enough. No matter how smart and outstanding he is, he is still a child. If there is any difference, he is a child from a rich family .

But when he saw a real person, Ji Xin finally understood what a child from a rich family is. It really is not comparable to ordinary family background, expensive but not arrogant, no wonder Liu Fengfeng said that she is different.

Liu Feng is simply Uncle Liu, but both Ji Xin and Liu Feng were from the army. Although Liu Feng joined the army a few years earlier than Ji Xin, a person like Ji Xin who doesn't like to follow the rules doesn't even bother to say that. Well, it's just a title anyway.

"Miss Jane, do you still need to give a secret signal?" Ji Xin couldn't help teasing the way they met, whether he was shameless or the FBI, and still needed to make it so mysterious.

He simply glanced at the windbreaker and high hat, and the person wearing glasses, if he wasn't very close, he probably couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly. Thinking about it, Wu Jian in the car could only see the outline clearly.

Just as Jian Jian thought, Wu Jian stretched his neck and desperately looked into the bakery, trying to see who Jian Jian was talking to.