Lose 100 million today

Maybe it's because he grew up with a father like Qiao Hong.

Qiao Ling had long forgotten what fear was.

He could only bear the pain, and then silently turn the pain into the reason for his survival.

But at that moment, he was feeling fear.

Like when he was a child, hiding in the dark and watching Qiao Hong whip his mother.

Qiao Ling didn't dare to look at Chu Zheng after saying that, he just hugged her tightly.

Will she dislike herself? Will you hate yourself? Will you still like yourself?

Qiao Ling didn't know.

Don't want to know either.

-

Chuzheng knew very well in her heart that Qiao Lian would not be a good person. After all, the word "blackening" was not just a word.

"Don't do these things again in the future." Chuzheng patted his back: "Did you hear me?"

"Teacher, don't you think I'm... bad?" He also wanted to be clean and become a good student in her eyes, but he was not.

He had long been stuck in the quagmire.

Have struggled.

It's a pity that his strength is too small.

No one can help him.

So he might as well just take root in the quagmire.

But……

Just when he was about to do so, she appeared.

She could easily get herself out of that dirty quagmire, and she could also knock herself back out again with just one word.

Qiao Ling was inexplicably nervous and unconsciously clutched Chu Zheng's clothes.

Chuzheng let him go and said calmly: "Hurry up and have breakfast. I'm late for class."

"teacher?"

Chuzheng looked at him: "Why, you still want me to feed you?"

Qiao Ling shook his head, and after a while he raised the corners of his mouth, showing a slight smile. She didn't hate herself.

With this knowledge, the tight string in Qiao Li's heart instantly relaxed.

He pulled up his chair and sat down to breakfast.

Chuzheng sat carelessly, not eating anymore, just looking at him.

After all, this was the first time Qiao Ling fell in love, and Chu Zheng looked embarrassed, so he hurriedly finished his meal and went to change clothes.

Before going to class, he also took out the sheets from the washing machine and dried them.

"Teacher, I'm leaving."

"Um."

Although Qiao Li lived here, either Chu Zheng or Qiao Li left first. They had never gone out together in broad daylight.

Although there is also a teacher living in this building, Qiao Ling is very careful and has not been discovered even once.

Qiao Ling took her schoolbag and walked to the entrance.

After a while, he came back, leaned over and kissed Chu Zheng on the face: "Teacher, see you at school."

After saying that, Qiao Ling immediately turned around, changed his shoes and left.

Chuzheng tapped her fingertips on the table a few times, took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Find me some people."

"What is the boss going to do?"

"Do you believe me when I say murder?"

"..."

The other party was silent.

After a while, Chu Zheng stood up, and the chair scraped against the ground, making a squeaking sound.

"Don't worry, I won't kill anyone." There is no need to find someone to kill someone.

"Okay." The other person responded.

Chuzheng hung up the phone and stood on the balcony to look down.

Just in time to see the young man walking out slowly, he seemed to feel something and raised his eyes to look up.

From a distance, Chuzheng couldn't see his expression clearly, but she only felt that he should be happy at this time.

Chuzheng looked away and glanced at the sheets hanging on the balcony.

She thoughtfully went back to change clothes and go to school.

During class, Qiao Li was obviously more serious.

His eyes always fell on her.

Of course Chuzheng felt that he didn't listen to what she said at all.

It's just that he no longer slept in class, but looked at her intently.

Chuzheng didn't care and let him look at it.

-

"Brother Yu, do you think something is wrong with Qiao Ling?"

Meng Yu turned around and spoke to Meng Yu.

Qiao Ling used to either sleep in class or write and draw by himself, ignoring what the teacher said.

Meng Yu bit his pen and looked towards Qiao Li.

He supported his chin with one hand and looked in the direction of the blackboard, his expression unchanged from before. He seemed to be just looking there in boredom.

Meng Yu followed his gaze and saw Chuzheng standing over the podium.

"Listen to your class." Meng Yu kicked the front table.

The person at the front desk scratched his head and turned back to continue listening to the lecture.

Meng Yu looked at Qiao Ling again, but he still maintained that posture.

Chuzheng was no longer on the podium, she walked down, but Qiao Ling didn't change at all.

Meng Yu frowned.

"Meng Yu, why are you distracted in class?"

Meng Yu's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he saw Chu Zheng standing next to him at some point, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

"Tell me what you mean."

Meng Yu: "..."

Which sentence?

Where did you just talk? !

Meng Yu was punished for copying twenty times. He was so angry that he kicked the table after class.

"Brother Yu, why do I think the female devil is deliberately targeting you?"

Meng Yu glared at him gloomily.

You still have to say it.

-

midnight.

After Qiao Hong finished a meeting and listened to a group of people arguing, he had a severe headache. Thinking that Qiao Li's trouble had not been resolved, his headache became even more severe.

"Qiao Ling went back to school?"

"Yes, Mr. Qiao." the assistant in front replied.

"That girl, please help me." Qiao Hong's face was a little gloomy.

The assistant knew what to do and didn't ask any more questions: "Then Mr. Qiao...do you still need to bring the young master back?"

Qiao Hong thought for a while: "No need for the time being."

He paused: "He is living with that Ruan Chuzheng now?"

"Yes."

"Hmph." Qiao Hong snorted coldly: "This Ruan Chuzheng is also quite capable. He can coax that brat into confusion."

The assistant said cautiously: "The young master has not experienced anything yet."

Qiao Hong didn't know what he was thinking and didn't answer.

The assistant just shut up.

Crunch——

The car stopped suddenly, Qiao Hong's body tilted and he lost his bearings.

Qiao Hong, who was already in a bad mood, became even worse at this moment. After sitting upright, he looked forward.

There was not a single car visible on the road they were walking on. Only the street lights on both sides illuminated the road tirelessly, making it inexplicably eerie.

At this time, two cars were parked side by side in front of them, blocking the way.

The car is a very ordinary make, black.

There was a man standing outside the car. He was tall and muscular, and he looked like he could fight well.

The driver and assistant immediately got out of the car to check.

"What do you do?"

"Mr. Qiao, our boss has invited you." The man said gruffly, addressing Qiao Hong in the car.

The assistant frowned, glanced around, and shouted vigilantly, "Who is your boss?"

At this time, stop here.

No matter how you look at it, it's not a good thing.

The assistant calmly touched the phone and made a call.

However, the assistant soon discovered that there was no signal and the call could not be made at all.

The man over there took two steps forward, his attitude neither humble nor condescending: "I'll know when Mr. Qiao arrives, please."

The assistant immediately retreated to the car and pretended to be calm and shouted: "Who are you! What do you want to do!"