[Is your wife here? Why don't you answer my calls or reply to my messages? 】
[If you don’t reply to my message, I will go to your school to find you. 】
Qin Muhan sent a lot of messages. To sum up, they basically contain these two messages.
He didn't apologize to her, nor did he explain to her why he stayed out all night on a rainy night.
How could she give herself a reason to forgive Qin Muhan?
"Mo Wushuang, it's class time now, why are you looking at your phone again?" Zhao Minghui stood beside Mo Wushuang and asked sternly when she saw Mo Wushuang entering WeChat to check messages.
Hearing this, Mo Wushuang felt a trace of bitterness and pain that he didn't even understand in his heart, and he said to Teacher Zhao:
"Teacher, since you also know that this is class time, why don't you go to class instead of standing here staring at me and causing trouble for me?"
When Zhao Minghui heard Mo Wushuang's sharp rhetorical question, she was so angry that her head was smoking and her face was livid:
"Sharp-tongued."
"It's because you don't abide by classroom disciplines that I stand here to reason with you, not..."
"Trouble you, understand?"
"Oh! So that's it!" Mo Wushuang exclaimed, turned off the phone and then shook the phone with the black screen at Zhao Minghui:
"Teacher, I have turned off my phone now. Can you go to class?"
When Zhao Minghui saw this, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "..."
Damn it, this dead girl is really difficult to deal with after she regains her IQ!
Mo Wushuang looked at Zhao Minghui, whose face looked like a palette, and smiled politely:
"Teacher, if you don't go to class, you will be an unqualified teacher."
"We students also have the right to ask the school to expel you and replace us with a qualified teacher."
Zhao Minghui was so angry when she heard this that she wished she could scratch Mo Wushuang's delicate and sweet face.
"I'm going to class right away."
This damn girl actually spurred her on, it really pissed her off.
Just wait for her. It will be noon after this class. After dinner, the school will compile the rankings for this monthly exam in the afternoon.
When she got the report card, she immediately came to class and swollen Mo Wushuang's face.
Zhao Minghui finished the class with a lot of anger, then turned around and left the classroom angrily, and quickly walked to the office.
After Zhao Minghui left, it was time for lunch.
People in the class rushed to the cafeteria in droves.
After Mo Wushuang packed up his things slowly, he got up and walked towards the cafeteria.
Although she has not had much appetite recently, she will try to eat a little for the sake of the little life in her belly.
Although she has reached the legal marriage age in the country, she is a repeat student in high school and is not allowed to get married and have children in high school.
She married Qin Muhan in secret just to prevent others from knowing that she had broken the school's rules.
But getting married can be a good way to hide it from everyone, but things like pregnancy cannot be hidden. The child will grow up day by day in the belly.
How can she take the college entrance examination with her big belly?
She has not yet decided whether to keep the child or not.
Mo Wushuang ordered a meal at random and found a seat to sit down.
She absently picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of cabbage, and brought it to her mouth.
"Pa!" A loud slap suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, an arrogant and domineering voice also exploded in Mo Wushuang's ears.
"How can you, a poor man, walk? Your food is all over me. Are you blind?"
Mo Wushuang looked back doubtfully.
She saw that the white dress on Li Mengyao was stained with a drop of grease as big as a soybean, and she couldn't tell it unless she looked carefully.
Is it necessary to slap someone for such a small thing?
As soon as this doubt flashed through Mo Wushuang's mind, he saw a girl whose clothes were washed white, holding her cheek in severe pain and apologizing solemnly:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now. I'll clean my clothes now."
As she spoke, she quickly took out a pink handkerchief with raw edges from her pocket to wipe the grease on Li Mengyao's clothes.
"Pah!" With a sound, Li Mengyao suddenly slapped the back of the girl's hand hard, angrily raised his finger and poked the girl's head hard:
"Lin Yulian, don't think that just because you pretend to be pitiful, you can let this matter go by."
"Let me tell you, the clothes I'm wearing are limited edition of Di Ling Clothing, and the price is six figures."
"You have to pay!"
When Mo Wushuang heard the words Lin Yulian, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked in shock at the girl whose clothes were washed white and whose figure was so thin that a gust of wind could blow her over, but whose appearance was pure and beautiful.
She had seen this girl in the legal column in her previous life, and her case was very special and related to Gu Yuanhang's case.
Lin Yulian's head turned red from being poked, but after hearing Li Mengyao's words, he did not dare to complain and said in a panic:
"Li Mengyao, I really didn't mean it, and I don't have so much money to compensate you. Can I help you wash your clothes?"
"Are you kidding? These are limited edition clothes. There are less than ten pieces in the entire empire."
"What if you ruin my clothes?"
"I can send it to a professional laundry, and I guarantee that your clothes won't be damaged." Lin Yulian quickly replied.
Li Mengyao crossed her chest with her hands and looked at Lin Yulian condescendingly:
"I'm telling you, this is a new dress I bought and I'm wearing it for the first time today."
"Luxury clothes cannot be washed."
"You have no other option but to lose money."
"The price of this dress is 180,000 yuan. Since we are classmates, I will give you a friendly price of 150,000 yuan."
"Plop!" With a sound, Lin Yulian knelt heavily on the ground, grabbed Li Mengyao's skirt and begged:
"Li Mengyao, you know my family conditions. I really can't afford 150,000!"
"Please let me wash your dress for you!"
There is a medicine jar in her home, and her mother needs to take medicine all year round. Her father is a scumbag. He tricked her mother into buying a house for her mistress to start a business, and then eloped with the mistress using the money from selling the house.
The only thing she can do is work-study and scholarship to support her and her mother's living expenses.
She really can't afford so much money!
"Go away!" Li Mengyao kicked Lin Yulian on the chest: "Don't touch me with your dirty hands, be careful to infect me with the sour smell of poverty from you."
Lin Yulian felt a pain in his chest and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
She didn't dare to cry out in pain, so she quickly got up from the ground, continued to kneel in front of Li Mengyao, her eyes were red and she choked with sobs:
"Li Mengyao, I really can't come up with the money to pay you back now. Otherwise, I'll write you an IOU."
"Can I pay you back in installments?"
