Lose 100 million today

The dean stood at the door with his hands behind his hands, his eyes sweeping over them like lightning.

Finally, his eyes fell on Du Xia and asked in a deep voice: "Classmate Du Xia, is it true?"

"No..." Du Xia wanted to complain, but as soon as she said a word, her expression suddenly froze, her body tensed, and the hands holding her arms seemed like they could crush her arms.

Du Xia gritted his teeth, anger rising, but he had to say: "Yes... yes, I accidentally fell down."

The dean was suspicious and pointed at the mess on the ground: "Then what's going on?"

"I...I bumped it, I picked it up in a moment."

The dean probably wanted to see something, but Du Xia didn't change his words for a long time, and the students around him said that nothing was wrong.

Finally, the teaching director turned around and left.

Just as Chuzheng was about to let go of Du Xia, the teaching director suddenly rushed back.

Chuzheng: "..."

Du Xia: "..."

Onlookers: "..."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, the dean touched his relatively lush hair and left with a puzzled expression.

I always feel like something is wrong! !

Chuzheng was afraid that the dean would rush back again, so she waited for a while before letting go of Du Xia.

Du Xia's calves were trembling and he supported the table to stand firm: "Yan Chuzheng, you..."

Chuzheng stopped her calmly: "Remember to pick up the things."

"Yan Chuzheng!"

Chu Zheng silently looked at her other leg. Du Xia felt an inexplicable chill and lost his voice instantly.

-

Du Xia lost something and looked for Chu Zheng but failed to find it. Instead, he was slapped in the face.

This matter was spread to the ears of other students as soon as get out of class started, and of course the fact that Chu Zheng owned a million-dollar watch.

"Last time she slandered Yan Chuzheng, and this time she slandered her again?"

"Why can't she be nice to others?"

"Everyone has gone back to their respective homes, and she is still so targeted. What's wrong with her!"

"I think her watch might not have been lost. She just wanted to frame it for Yan Chuzheng."

"What happened last time is just an example, and it's not impossible."

"But how can Yan Chuzheng be so rich? Isn't the Yan family very poor?"

"I do not know……"

Because of what happened last time, the students didn't quite believe that Du Xia really lost his watch.

However, everyone could only discuss it privately and did not dare to say it in front of Du Xia.

After all, this person is still the dominant figure in the school's girls' school, and they can't afford to offend him.

Du Xia was trembling with anger when he heard these remarks.

After losing his watch worth hundreds of thousands, Du Xia finally called the police.

Because the amount involved was huge, the people who came were very responsible in asking questions.

After asking around, no one was suspicious.

While everyone was looking for the suspect, a cleaner came back with a watch and said he saw it in the bathroom.

The cleaner didn't know any famous watches, so he thought some student had forgotten them and planned to hand them over to the school after finishing the work.

The results haven't been handed in yet, and this is the current situation...

The cleaner heard someone say that and quickly sent the watch back.

Du Xia, however, refused to give up. It must be said that the cleaner must have taken the money deliberately and planned to sell it for money.

The cleaner didn't expect that there would be such a big pot when he brought it back.

She didn't know any famous watches, so she thought they were the same as the ones worn by those students, costing only a few dozen yuan, or more expensive, ranging from a few hundred to a thousand yuan.

Faced with Du Xia's unreasonable troubles, the cleaner couldn't defend himself.

Du Xia finally called Mrs. Du and had to fire the cleaner.

Mrs. Du obeyed Du Xiayan and asked the principal to fire the cleaner on the spot. The principal was very embarrassed.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, the principal answered the phone and came back with a very strong attitude to reject their request.

-

Outside the office, Chuzheng put her cell phone in her pocket.

Not long after, Mrs. Du took Du Xia and left aggressively.

[Congratulations to the lady for receiving a thank you card. 】

Chuzheng didn't expect to get a thank you card.

[Little sister, this is a good deed. 】Wangzhehao gives lessons to Chuzheng.

"……"as long as you are happy.

Self-deception.

If you hadn't donated the building, would the principal have cheated on you?

[This is the rich...]

Chuzheng directly blocked the King.

-

Du Xia's unhappiness was the effect the king wanted.

Chuzheng did what she was told and didn't even think about a thank you card or anything. This was an unexpected surprise.

Chuzheng finally heard that Mrs. Du was going to transfer Du Xia to a private aristocratic school.

This incident quickly caused a stir in the school.

Du Xia was embarrassed in front of Chu Zheng one after another, and she was worried if she could stay here.

Chuzheng was not in the mood to pay attention to Du Xia, she was worried about being stuck as a good person.

There was no trace of the good guy card at all, as if he had disappeared.

Could it be that... he died outside?

Probably not. The bastard didn't move at all, so he must not be dead.

Don't scare yourself!

-

It was a holiday on Friday, and there would be one less class in the afternoon. Chuzheng and He Shan went shopping, secretly bought a cup of milk tea, and then strolled back.

As soon as she reached her floor, she saw a figure coming down from upstairs.

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng swallowed the milk tea, but her hand holding the milk tea had nowhere to rest.

Should I throw it away or not?

They've all been seen, it's too late to throw them away!

so……

Not convenient.

Chuzheng calmly continued to take two sips of milk tea.

"You're not dead yet?"

Shu Juan was still dressed the same, but without a coat, wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt with the cross on the outside.

The brim of his hat was lowered, covering most of his face.

However, Chuzheng stood below and could clearly see his entire face when he raised his head.

"Not dead." Chu Zheng's greeting made Shu Juan feel no discomfort. He stood on the steps and said slowly: "Thank you for saving me last time."

Chuzheng: "How can I thank you?"

Shu Juan didn't expect Chuzheng to ask this. He thought for a moment: "I owe you a favor. If you need anything, you can come to me."

Looking for you?

Where can I find you?

Did you give me a chance to find you? !

Dogs...can't be scolded.

Hold it!

I can!

Chuzheng calmly searched out a few lines from her mind, and after selecting them: "I need you."

Shu Juan raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised by what Chu Zheng said, but also something else.

"What do you need me to do?" Shu Juan misinterpreted Chu Zheng's meaning.

"Don't do anything, I need you." Chuzheng's tone was as cold as ever.

Shu Juan could no longer avoid it, and his Adam's apple rolled twice: "Me?"

Chuzheng nodded.

Shu Juan narrowed his eyes slightly: "You're not asking me to give you my life, are you?"

Chuzheng thought about it and said, "It's okay for you to understand it this way."

Shu Juan: "..."

The information showed all her experiences, but Shu Juan didn't believe it.

This girl is not that simple.

Now she actually wants to commit herself to him.

"This condition is not good." Shu Juan rejected Chu Zheng: "If you have any trouble, you can come to me and I will help you solve it."

After Shu Juan finished speaking, he turned around and walked upstairs.

Chuzheng didn't force anything, she just asked, "How can I find you?"

The boy who went upstairs paused slightly and turned his head: "I will be here during this period."

What it means is - if you have anything to do, please tell him while he's around.

If he's not there, you can't blame him.

Chuzheng: "..."

Who is this! !

Can I get him?

[Miss, which one are you talking about? 】

Chuzheng: "..."

I suspect the bastard is playing with colors, but I have no proof.