Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

Once, after Meng Yuan finished speaking to Zhao Yin, he turned around and was startled when he saw the other person's gloomy eyes.

"Yinyin, that Zheng Xiaohui looks at you very strangely." She leaned on the table and whispered.

After Zhao Yin finished writing the last question, he stopped and looked in the direction of Zheng Xiaohui. When the other party saw her looking over, his eyes dodge and he immediately lowered his head.

"It's okay, don't worry about it."

Zheng Xiaohui has no family background, so even if she wants to do something, she can't make any trouble.

"Brother, the medicines are arranged." Zhao Yin knew that a new batch of medical supplies would arrive at the school doctor's office today, so he came over after lunch to help organize them.

Gu Huaiqing raised his hand to rub her head, then took a bottle of yogurt and handed it to her.

Zhao Yin inserted the straw and took a sip. She picked up the bottle and took a look at it. She found that there was no packaging and no name.

"Brother, isn't this yogurt a Sanwu product?" she joked.

"The company's newly developed product hasn't been named yet." The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Gu Huaiqing looked at the girl wearing white short-sleeves, revealing her two tender arms. It's very thin, like a lotus root, and can be broken by pinching it.

Zhao Yin nodded. She knew that in addition to his profession as a doctor, Gu Huaiqing had invested in many additional products.

Even if he puts aside his status as the eldest young master of the Gu family, the wealth he has in his name is impressive enough. However, he has always kept a low profile, and many people in the circle don't know about it.

Zhao Yin took a break in the infirmary and then returned to the classroom for class.

Over the weekend, I received a message from Jiang Yan on my phone.

The place where she competed was in a radio station. Zhao Yin checked online and found that it was a relatively well-known competition and was broadcast on TV stations.

"Weiwei, your parents are so kind to you. They come to every game to cheer you on."

"Hey, I told them not to come. It's just a small competition." The two girls walked in hand in hand. Qiao Wei suddenly raised her voice when her eyes fell on a figure in the dressing room.

"But they said that I am their most cherished baby, and I cannot miss any important occasion in my life."

"I really envy you. My mother only came once, and my father was so busy that he couldn't see anyone."

"At least auntie has been here, unlike some people... no parents are seen in any competition."

Jiang Yan had just put on her makeup and was getting the clothes she was going to wear when she heard this. She and Qiao Wei don't get along. They are competitors and often fight. These words were obviously aimed at her.

She didn't want to ignore it. After all, today's performance would be broadcast on the TV station.

"Jiang Yan, are your parents coming today?" Qiao Wei asked knowingly.

There were five or six girls preparing to perform in the dressing room, and they were all looking at Jiang Yan quietly.

Jiang Yan's hand holding the skirt unconsciously tightened, and she looked up with a cold face. "What does it have to do with you whether you come or not? Just eat carrots and worry about nothing, you have nothing to do."

Qiao Wei's face didn't look good and she pretended to be aggrieved. "I'm just asking casually. If you don't like it, I won't ask again."

Her friend next to her helped, "Jiang Yan, can you please control your temper? I know you have a lot of bad money in your family."

Jiang Yan pulled her lips and sneered and said contemptuously: "If you know my family is rich, don't mess with me. After learning to dance for so many years, my limbs are as stiff as the primitive people in the forest. It's so ugly."

"If I were you, I wouldn't dare to stand on the stage and embarrass your teacher."

"you……"

Jiang Yan got up and went to change clothes, too lazy to pay attention to this group of people.

"Forget it! Don't argue with her. No one likes her at first glance."

"Yes! In all these years, I have never seen her relatives or friends. It feels quite pitiful."

Jiang Yan walked out of the dressing room, her eyes burning inexplicably. She stared at the ground for a long time, took a deep breath, and slowly raised her head to face a beautiful little face.

"Zhao Yin?"