Sylvie and Her New Owner

As an airborne class, there is no doubt that the students in Class 14 did not enter No. [-] Middle School based on their grades.In order to let their children "feel the learning atmosphere of a famous school", parents do not hesitate to let their children enter No. [-] Middle School, but they do not know that their children have no intersection with the so-called good students, teachers, or even good subjects. They are surrounded by similar friends. They are led by the most irresponsible teacher, who is not even in the school.Those who are really rich or powerful will not let their children enter this kind of class, so most of them are children from ordinary families.Behind the children, there are mostly parents who complain every day, "I spend so much money to send you to No. [-] Middle School, and you fool around with me."

Mo Xue... Hill silently memorized the name.In fact, she has no reason to look down on the students of class 14, she is also a related family, the only difference is that Sikong's family is richer.If she was sent to class 14 as soon as she came, who could guarantee that she would not follow the trend of the environment.

Humans have always been lazy.

"What's the matter?" Chen Ying came out of the classroom with a bitter face, "Miss Boss."

Hill blushed. Although the title of proprietress was embarrassing and made people feel like she was suffering, she liked it quite a bit.

"Your class..." Hill considered for a while, "Do you know that Mo Xue?"

Then, she got Chen Ying's eyes like looking at a scumbag.

——Is it too lonely?Chen Ying thought.

"What are you thinking!" Hill was angry, "Do I look like a playboy?"

Chen Ying looked her up and down, she was really not like that, she was stupid, not only not bothered, but also infatuated.

"Why are you looking for Mo Xue?" She said sullenly, "She is not easy to get along with."

"Just tell me how she is." Chen Ying thought for a while, "Not so good."

"more specific."

Hill continued to ask.

"Have you heard of Fu Lin?"

Hill frowned. This is a boy's name. He is in class 14. He is quite famous in No. [-] middle school. He is very good at playing basketball. Go to the bar, and even showed off in the dormitory "picking up corpses" at the door of the bar.For high school boys, this is simply enviable Lu Bu.

Hill only found out later that he was the one who was forced to take a photo with him before and was taught by Si Kongqing.

"Mo Xue is his girlfriend," Chen Ying looked around and whispered, "I heard that she slept with him."

Hill froze, and Chen Ying's contemptuous tone made her a little embarrassed. After all... She and Si Kongqing also slept together, so she could somewhat understand the girl's mood.Essentially, her behavior was no different from Mo Xue's.

If I had to say it, they aimed to get married, but Mo Xue and Fu Lin didn't know.After all, if normal people were to choose, they would probably think that Si Kongqing was much more reliable than Fu Lin who showed off picking up corpses.

"Her mother came to us and wanted us to help." Hill sighed.

The students in Class 14 saw a rare guest coming to this remote place, and looked outside one after another. They could basically recognize the old song and dance thief, and each of them picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.Hill didn't bother to hide. As a half-public figure, she knew that she would have to get used to it sooner or later.

"Her mother?" Chen Ying was shocked, "Do you know what her mother does?"

Hill tilted his head, what are you doing?Such a posture, gorgeous makeup, working the night shift...

"It's said, I'm not sure, it's said!" Chen Ying said mysteriously, "It's the KTV."

Hill was taken aback: "Don't talk nonsense."

But thinking of the woman pushing a cake trolley in the KTV, this rumor almost became true in her heart.

"Mo Xue's parents are divorced, but the things she uses are very expensive." Chen Ying shrugged, "Fu Lin is not a rich second generation either, and Mo Xue usually buys things for him. It's not difficult, and someone saw her mother working in a KTV."

Hill Muran.

In terms of beauty, that woman is actually up to the standard of being a "princess".In a place where the light and shadow are confusing, heavy makeup is more than enough to pretend to be in your 20s.She has a headache, and things seem to be more complicated.

Chapter 160 Three: The Bar

Ministry of Service.

"So," Hill knocked on the table, "Should we...should we agree to that aunt?"

Han Yueru bit her lip, looked at the expressions of the others, and whispered, "A, yes... right?"

After all, life is not an anime. If the real Yukinoshita-san was a minister, she would definitely agree to such a thing, right?

But the only similarity between her and Yukinoshita is the flat chest.

However, speaking in the tone of a light novel, she wants to say that even an ordinary person like her wants to do something that surprises her.

The girl's psychological activities are very rich, but she is too ashamed to say it.

"It's not that I'm so kind, and I want to persuade evil to do good," she said, "It's just..."

"It's just that the aunt is too poor," Hill said softly, "isn't it?"

She thought so too.

Such a mother almost showed her heart to her children. If she could, she would want to slap that ignorant Mo Xue on the face and let her see what her mother looks like.

If it's you who's obsessed, let someone wake you up.

But she didn't dare to hit, she had never hit anyone since she was a child, let alone a woman.At the gate of Class 14, she glanced at Mo Xue from a distance. She was tall and tall, wearing wide-leg shorts that showed slender legs, and an overly long school uniform jacket as if she didn't wear pants. It was probably some unique fashion in high school; she was about 170. , a forehead taller than Hill's, with exquisite facial features, it seems that she has put on makeup, and she also wears delicate earrings.

Your dear friend.

Han Yueru's plan is to negotiate with Mo Xue first, try not to do anything if she can yell, and strive to surrender without fighting.

Hill shouted: "Won't you let me go again?"

She felt like the protagonist in Monster Hunter, and she was the only one in charge of the entire investigation team.

Han Yueru said something human: "I'll go."

Hill heaved a sigh of relief, regained his composure, and felt as if he was swearing, only then did he realize that Chinese culture is extensive and profound.

After school in the evening, the family car was parked at the school gate. Before Hill opened the car door, he was surprised to find that there was an extra person beside the car.

These days, there are only her and the hard-working driver, but today there is an extra woman——she stands upright like a bronze statue, looks very young, with a heroic face and dashing short hair, a black suit, the whole person almost melts In the dark night, "I'm not easy to mess with" is almost written on the face.

"Em, you're……"

"Miss," the bronze statue came to life, she lowered her head and opened the car door for Hill, "Please come in."

Hill glanced at the driver, it was still the familiar face, and he got on the car with peace of mind.

The woman sat down beside her and began to introduce herself:

"Second miss, I'm Fan Yao. I'm the bodyguard hired by the eldest miss. I'm responsible for your personal safety in the past two months. I'm 26 years old and graduated from the Northern Public Security University. I have sufficient security work experience. Personal information has been sent to your mailbox, if you need to check it..."

"Okay, okay!" Hill hurriedly stopped, "Sikong Qing asked you to come? Okay, I understand."

Fan Yao shut her mouth and turned back into a bronze statue.

Hill carefully looked aside, it was impolite to stare straight at someone, so she secretly looked at the bodyguard lady.He has good facial features, but he doesn't like to talk. Is it his professional ethics or his nature?

She actually wanted to strike up a conversation, but felt that she should be aloof.She was very curious about the profession of bodyguards, and she usually read novels like xx's personal bodyguards. In those books, both she and Si Kongqing would be taken into the harem.

"Are you the king of soldiers?" she asked in a low voice.

Fan Yao stood aside, her expression froze, and she was a little confused for a while.

Ice King?What Ice King?Oh, soldier king.

She reacted and said seriously: "No, I have not served in the military."

After she finished speaking, she added, "Not even special forces."

Hill let out an "oh", a little embarrassed, not even a special soldier, a combat power measurement unit.

"Then... are they mercenaries?" the girl asked expectantly.

Fan Yao's face was full of black lines: "No, I didn't come down from the mountain, and I don't have an old man master, and I don't know ancient martial arts. I'm just an ordinary police school graduate."

If the lady asks if she is from some hidden family, she will resign on the spot.

"Oh." Hill's voice was even lower.

She was a little disappointed, it was really so ordinary, she thought that there would be more wonderful things in this systematic world, and also thought that the people sent by Si Kongqing must not be ordinary people——and the bright right envoy in Yitian Tulongji People with the same pronunciation don't know Furutake.

"Can I call you Sister Yao?"

Fan Yao kept her mouth shut, and finally heard the second lady ask something easy to answer, she was relieved, and said, "Of course."

Although the second lady is not very reliable, she is not difficult to serve.

Then, she heard the second young lady who was easy to serve and said, "Hey, sister Yao, how about we go to the bar?"

Although she said that she didn't want to do anything, she still went without hesitation when she encountered the opportunity to inquire about Mo Xue's news.

Even if the curiosity about the night scene is the majority in my heart.

If it was normal, the family would definitely ask her where she went, but today she simply said "come back later", Su Na didn't ask, the reason is no other, because there is a personal bodyguard.

The place Mo Xue often comes to, a few stops away from the school bus, is the Queen's Bar.

After self-study and school in the evening, a few students who had a good time mingled out of the school, had a good night outside, and then went back to the classroom in the morning to catch up on sleep.

No matter how strict the investigation is, these people will always have a way to get in and out of the school.

She knew that even if a bus could take a few minutes to a place, Mo Xue would definitely go there by taxi.

Fan Yao looked worried, she didn't understand why the second lady came to the bar, this kind of place is not suitable for little girls at all, especially...

"You're still wearing your school uniform," she reminded.

Hill was startled, looked at his loose sports school uniform jacket, and threw it into the car decisively, leaving only a long sleeve on his upper body.

"By the way, what should the bar pay attention to?" Hill asked flatteringly, poking Fan Yao's waist with his arm.

"You..." Fan Yao's eyes were a little melancholy, "Do you know how to drink?"

"Yes!" Hill quickly raised his hand, trying to increase his credibility, "You can have a few glasses of beer! Red ones are also fine!"

The corner of Fan Yao's mouth twitched, "Can you dance disco?"

Hill was silent, thought for a while, and asked, "Is radio gymnastics okay?"

That's fine, that's great.

Fan Yao covered her face: "Where are you rolling the dice?"

"What's that?" Hill asked suspiciously, "Guess what time it came out?"