Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

"You know that rumors are the sharpest knife in the world. Can it hurt people invisible? It is terrible. It kills people without seeing blood. It is sharper than a knife and deadly than any weapon. A good saying is three winter warmth, and bad words hurt. Ren June Han, everyone, take a good look, how did the cold knife you jabbed kill people?"

For a moment, all around was silent. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. They were all dumb.

Even the girls who comforted An Yao changed their faces and looked at each other.

When it was touched, Lan Xiao's icy eyes, they were as quiet as chills, and they didn't dare to say a word again, for fear of saying more, just like what Lan Xiao said, they became murderers invisibly.

This story is too horrible and too shocking. They left An Yao tacitly and retreated to the crowd without disturbing their affairs.

An Yao trembled and looked at the girls leaving with a little bewilderment.

Lan Xiao narrowed his eyes and smiled, took An Yao's hand, and held the folder she brought.

"Well, it seems that the classmates are very interesting, and they all know the truth that people are terrible and can't hurt others at will. So, Yaoyao, before slandering others, please show evidence first. Don't just keep your mouth open. Feel free to buckle your hats and throw a scapegoat. Although we are sisters, and although I am stupid, you can't insult me ​​like that and tease the IQ of your classmates."

Lan Xiao's voice fell, and the faces of the students around him were not pretty.

Yes, they only heard An Yao say just now, but didn't see what the so-called letter was written.

There is no proof, no evidence, only An Yao's mouth.

An Yao's face paled slightly in shock, and she squeezed her palms.

She turned around and watched the gradually changing faces of the students around her, she secretly beat the drum with a guilty conscience.

Immediately, her eyes flickered, biting her lip fiercely, the teardrops at the corner of her eyes hung precariously, and she looked at Lan Xiao pitifully and choked.

"Xiao Xiao, I didn’t expect you to hate me to this point? Even the horrible accusations of murder are on me? What’s wrong with me, I’m all helping you, why should you Is this to me? Could it be that you don’t like Mu Shuo now, and you have found the next goal? So, you are eager to shake off this burden and let me carry the pot? Xiaoxiao, you can’t do this, you can’t be like you Cross the river and demolish the bridge?"

Lan Xiao laughed and had to admit that An Yao's mouth was really amazing.

In a few words, she was charged with two charges.

What kind of empathy, don't fall in love, let her take the blame, cross the river and demolish the bridge, it is really amazing.

"Okay, stop acting. I haven't done anything yet, just to avenge myself. You are crying here, as if you have suffered so much. Classmates, anyone of you saw me beat her and scolded her. Is it?" Lan Xiao sighed helplessly, sadly helping the students around him.

The grievance that was naturally revealed, the expression of helplessness, and An Yao's crying, formed a strong contrast.

Lan Xiao is naturally helpless, An Yao is hypocritical and hypocritical.

Most discerning people see some doorways.

Immediately, some students echoed Lan Xiao.

"Yes, Lan Xiao didn't scold her or beat her at all. He just told us a story, and An Yao cried and cried. Isn't this woman a lot of drama?"