Look at each other, smile and warm [GL]

"How's your homework going?"

The question she asked was the message that Xu Jiao didn't reply to. Xu Jiao lost interest, "It's pretty good."

Song Qing looked at her, "Are you angry with Song Lu?"

"It's okay." Xu Jiao's expression was calm. Song Qing saw her impatience and frowned, "Song Lu is a child of the Song family after all. If we protect you too much, others will think too much. I think you will too." You don't want to be tied up with the Song family all your life, do you?"

Xu Jiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily, "Oh, you think so? Your Song family is so rich, if I think about it."

I don't know if it's Xu Jiao's illusion, but Song Qing's pupils suddenly deepened, and she curled her lips slightly, without smiling, "You don't want to."

Xu Jiao snorted, and Song Qing reached out to take the book, "In order to leave the Song family and not cause trouble for your aunt, the fastest way is to study hard, get admitted to university, and study in a distant place like your aunt expected , and then have a relationship, maybe not a relationship, but it can also be a good job, get out of here, and then slowly earn money back to your aunt, right?"

Xu Jiao swallowed her saliva, stiffened her neck, and did not speak. Song Qing smiled, "Study is so difficult, and you may not be able to achieve it. You may not be admitted to university and go to work, or it may be faster, but your aunt may I will be more worried about you because you didn't pass the exam."

"You don't need to tell me so clearly, what do I think? I have my own plans." Xu Jiao stepped forward and snatched her notebook, "Are you okay? Don't bother me with my homework."

Song Qing looked at her for a while, "Homework? I glanced just now, and none of the questions were correct."

Xu Jiao was angry, she stared at her, Song Qing helplessly spread her hands, "Okay, good night."

After Song Qing left, Xu Jiao let out a sigh of relief.will be stupid.

Xu Shi was stimulated by her words, Xu Jiao read the materials and teaching videos carefully, tried to write these homework clearly, and wrote down the meaning of those who didn't understand, and finally wrote until twelve o'clock in the evening.

She glanced at the time and yawned. The liberal arts were almost finished, and only mathematics and difficult ones remained.

Song Qing must have seen her so late again, and will laugh at her again tomorrow.

But when she got up early in the morning, Song Qing was not there. Before she recovered, Ms. Wu said, "I didn't let her go out to play yesterday. She said she had something to do today, so she must have slipped away again."

Xu Jiao didn't bother, anyway, she just wanted to finish her homework now.

After a while, Father Song called and said that he was going to the Song residence for lunch, so he would not come back to eat. He asked Ms. Wu if he would go, and Ms. Wu rolled her eyes, "No, it will be troublesome just looking at that family." .”

He hung up soon, and Ms. Wu snorted, "You don't know how ridiculous Song Qing's grandpa was when he was young, but now that his son and daughter are grown up, they swarm the Song family. It's not because of Song Qing's grandma's Well, those who have a bad name are not all here to share money, and they look down on me, who was born in poverty, and my education is better than these people who are just waiting to die."

Xu Jiao bit the shrimp in the bowl, she was slightly surprised, it turned out that what was said in the rich and powerful novels was true, there are groups of children, and there are really big and small houses?

"Song Qing's grandfather dare not say a word about me. I don't want to show embarrassment to these people. My husband is the helm of the Song family. I am Mrs. Song. I can go whenever I want." Ms. Wu said .

Xu Jiao suddenly seemed to understand something, "Auntie, are you worried about Uncle?"

Ms. Wu immediately concealed her expression, "No way, he can handle it alone."

Seeing her guilty, worried, and faint tempered, Xu Jiao suddenly felt that she had grown up a bit, and could actually distinguish between these emotions. Ms. Wu was worried, but wanted to rest assured. It is love.

Xu Jiao muttered: "Uncle is so powerful, Song Qing is not easy to provoke, how can he be so easy to be bullied."

"That's right." Ms. Wu comforted her heart and sighed, "Your uncle and I spent a lot of effort to return to the Song family. Originally, there was a younger sister after Song Jie."

Xu Jiao paused, and seeing Ms. Wu's bitter mouth, she suddenly understood that a person's life well depends not on what outsiders think of her, but on how she sees herself. At least, Ms. Wu is still happy. For everything now.

Song Qing is a stepdaughter, and she should be a little bit ahead of Song Lu. In the Song family, she is also a main house child who is the focus of training. She can treat Ms. Wu as her own mother. She has never said anything about herself as a foreign guest. Already very good, right?

"I don't know what to share this time. Song Lu is alone in the Song family, and her father doesn't care about the Song family's affairs. She will inevitably be bullied."

Ms. Wu didn't want to say anything to Xu Jiao, she said it sincerely.

Xu Jiao pursed her lips, buried her head and continued to eat.

"I'm going to do tea art in the afternoon. You and Song Jie can do your homework at home. I'll be back before dinner. If anyone finds fault or something, just ask the bodyguard to blow him out, or call me."

Ms. Wu found several contact information from her mobile phone, "This is Song Qing's WeChat."

Xu Jiao was taken aback, "No need?"

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about." Ms. Wu took her mobile phone and added it for her.

Xu Jiao didn't even have time to refuse.

After finishing the homework, Xu Jiao and Wu Niannian began to check the answers. It was funny to say, which of the two countdowns was right and who was wrong. Xu Jiao was embarrassed to ask those with good grades, such as Li Xu. I will tell her all the similar question types, and the words are more chaotic, and some things are extremely reversed, so I don't ask them after a long time, and it's not easy to bother him.

Halfway through, a WeChat message popped up, and Song Qing agreed.

Xu Jiao secretly rubbed and opened it, and saw a stick figure on the profile picture, which was a little sun, a little strange, is Song Qing's profile picture so childish?

"Is something wrong?"

She quickly sent a message, and Xu Jiao quickly typed: Auntie is out, she is afraid that someone will find fault with her.

Song Qing kept typing, repeatedly, and then stopped.

After confirming that she would not send it again, Xu Jiao left it alone and continued to answer the question.

Ever since Xu Jiao got a new mobile phone, Wu Niannian has dragged her into the class D group without a teacher. They are usually noisy, talking about things that have nothing to do with studying, and there are a few people who show off their wealth on their rest days. Where to travel has nothing to do with Xu Jiao, she can't get in, so she blocks it.

In the end, I don't know who, from the beginning just now, all the members of Aite's group were crazy, Xu Jiao was so noisy that she couldn't get the answer, Wu Niannian also went to join in the fun.

Come back soon and continue to send messages, "Song Qing seems to be fighting outside with Liang Yu from Class B."

Xu Jiao was startled, and subconsciously drew a long mark on the notebook. She stared at the screen with wide eyes.

Wu Niannian sent a picture, a handsome boy wearing a black jacket, the white T-shirt inside was torn and deformed, with several bruises on his face, and the scratches on his neck were even more obvious.

"Who is this person?"

"It's one of the top three not to be messed with in our school. He's a lunatic, and he looks damn good."

Xu Jiao looked at it, and couldn't help agreeing, it was really pretty.

But what does madman mean?

Wu Niannian thought that typing was slow, so he forwarded the voice, "Grade [-], their former homeroom teacher scolded him, he beat the teacher, but the teacher transferred him away, nothing happened to him, and he often loses his temper, especially bad, no one dares to talk to him Speaking of which, he came to school with injuries every three days, and even fought with people outside the school, and I heard that he smoked and went to that kind of dirty bar to hang out."

Wu Niannian is probably also a gentleman, and she said a dirty word just now, which was very euphemistic. As for what a dirty hotel looks like, Xu Jiao suddenly seemed to understand.

Soon, Wu Niannian sent a photo of Song Qing again. Song Qing was wearing a black hat with the brim pulled down. The person who took the photo was clearly far away and couldn't see his expression clearly. He was wiping the blood on his chin with his hand. The chin is all in sharp contrast with the white skin and black hat, which looks a little scary.

Song Qing's ponytail was protruding from the hat, and his body was much neater than the one just now.

Xu Jiao was puzzled, "Didn't Song Qing go back to Song's house for dinner? How did he meet this person and fight? Where is this?"

Wu Niannian immediately reported the name of the shopping mall, and suddenly said excitedly: "How do you know that Song Qing went to Song's house for dinner?"

Seeing the news, Xu Jiao couldn't help but patted her forehead. She's such a brain, she speaks too fast, right?

"How do you know? Xu Jiao? You live with Song Qing?"

"No." Xu Jiao typed immediately, flapping her paws, nervous, "Of course not, I just heard what Ning Bufan said."

Wu Niannian asked curiously: "Ning Bufan and Song Qing are in the same neighborhood, and you and Ning Bufan are also in the same neighborhood, so aren't you in the same neighborhood?"

Xu Jiao twitched the corner of her mouth, "Theoretically, that's the case."

Wu Niannian was confused, and she couldn't figure it out, so she had no choice but to type: "Okay, okay, anyway, Song Qing and Liang Yu have no intersection at all. They didn't even talk at school, and the sudden fight was still outside the school. , It’s so strange, what is it for?”

Xu Jiao looked at a few photos, "Just a few photos, you can't be sure that they were fighting, right?"

I took this person very intentionally, deliberately took pictures of two people alone, but there were no pictures of fighting in the same frame.

As if guessing that Xu Jiao would think so, Wu Niannian immediately sent a message: "The man said that the beating was too fierce at that time, so he didn't dare to take pictures. This is to comfort Liang Yu, so he secretly took pictures."

"I heard that Liang Yu was like a mad dog. He kicked Song Qing, but Song Qing beat him to the ground."

Xu Jiao was angry and funny, beating someone for no reason was too annoying, and being killed back was even more ridiculous.

"But look at Liang Yu's viciousness, he bleeds out Song Qing's pretty face, woo woo woo..."

Xu Jiaohu's complexion changed, she pursed her lips, and put down the phone guiltily.

The author has something to say: I refreshed it more than 30 times, but I haven't published it yet