Li Mengyao met Mo Wushuang's sharp eyes and lowered her eyelids with an inexplicable guilty conscience. She blocked the panic and guilty conscience in her eyes and said:
"I don't know what you are talking about. The teacher told us not to be superstitious and to believe in science."
After replying casually, she looked up at Lin Yulian and threatened:
"Lin Yulian, if you don't sign a contract with me, you must return 150,000 yuan to me now."
"If you sign a contract with me, I can give you a few days of grace."
"Otherwise I will call the police. You'd better think about what choice you want."
Li Mengyao's two followers were sitting at the table next door. When they heard Li Mengyao's words, they immediately ran over and persuaded Lin Yulian:
"Lin Yulian, it's better to sign the contract! After signing the contract, you will never be short of money again."
"That's right, sign the contract quickly! If you don't sign the contract, you will be detained if you don't have the money to pay back to Li Mengyao."
Zhao Minghui added alarmistly:
"At that time, if you have a criminal record, you may not be able to take the college entrance examination. Even if you can take the college entrance examination, maybe prestigious universities will not want people with criminal records, and by the way, people with criminal records cannot be civil servants."
"Lin Yulian, you'd better be smart and sign the contract!"
Lin Yulian was moved by the persuasion, but thinking of Li Mengyao's abnormality and Mo Wushuang's sincere eyes, she still did not dare to make a choice easily.
She looked at Mo Wushuang's clear and lively spring-like eyes and asked:
"Do you think it's better for me to sign a contract or not to sign a contract?"
Now, her current situation seems to be that once she signs the contract, she will have a good life with no shortage of money, but...
Thinking about it carefully, she clearly has a wolf before her and a tiger behind her. If she signs the contract, she might fall into a pit. If she doesn't sign the contract, she will be invited to tea.
She had absolutely no way out.
Mo Wushuang saw the anxiety and embarrassment in Lin Yulian's eyes, raised his white jade hand and gently patted Lin Yulian's shoulder:
"Since you asked me, it proves that you regard me as a friend. As a friend, I must tell you."
"The clothes Li Mengyao wears are not limited editions of Emperor Spirit, but high imitations. You don't have to pay any money."
Lin Yulian's eyes lit up when he heard this: "That's really great."
"Mo Wushuang, don't talk nonsense." Li Mengyao glared at Mo Wushuang angrily and said, "This is a birthday gift from my elders. It cannot be a copycat."
After speaking, she glanced at Zhao Minghui.
This skirt was given to her by Zhao Minghui. Zhao Minghui is her father's little lover. He gave this skirt to her in order to please her, so...
There is no way this dress is fake.
After Mo Wushuang noticed Li Mengyao's eyes, he looked at Zhao Minghui with unknown meaning and said firmly:
"I can guarantee that the clothes you are wearing are just high-imitation knockoffs, worth no more than five hundred yuan at most."
When Zhao Minghui heard this, she said angrily: "You are talking nonsense. I clearly spent more than 10,000 yuan to buy these clothes."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that she had slipped her words, and she raised her hand to cover her mouth in annoyance.
When Li Mengyao heard Zhao Minghui's words, her face turned livid with anger, and she asked Zhao Minghui angrily:
"How dare you, a bitch, buy counterfeit goods for me to wear? I..." I told my father when I got back.
Before Li Mengyao could finish her next words, Zhao Minghui anxiously covered her mouth.
With a hot and flustered face, she whispered in Li Mengyao's ear:
"Mengyao, I will explain this to you when I get back. Now I want Lin Yulian to pay back the money."
"Even 10,000 yuan is a sky-high price for Lin Yulian whose living expenses are 100 yuan a month. She can't easily come up with it."
Li Mengyao heard Zhao Minghui's words and decided to listen to Zhao Minghui's nod first.
Zhao Minghui breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Li Mengyao.
As soon as Li Mengyao's mouth was free, she said arrogantly to Lin Yulian:
"So what if the clothes I'm wearing are knock-offs? They're still worth 10,000 yuan. Please pay me back now."
Lin Yulian frowned in embarrassment when he heard this: "I don't have 10,000 yuan with me. How about you give me a few days of grace and I will find a way to raise money for you."
"No, you must pay me now, or sign a contract with me now." Li Mengyao shook her legs arrogantly, picked up the chicken drumsticks on Lin Yulian's plate and started to chew on them.
Damn it, it's all because of Mo Wushuang's meddling here that she's hungry, otherwise she would have taken the contract to eat.
When Lin Yulian heard this, his eyes were red and tears appeared.
If she really can't come up with the money, can she just sign the contract?
Mo Wushuang suddenly pulled away from Lin Yulian, picked up the dinner plate on the dining table, and placed it directly on Li Mengyao's head.
The greasy food, affected by gravity, slowly slid from Li Mengyao's head to Li Mengyao's snow-white skirt.
Li Mengyao quickly changed from a proud and well-dressed young lady to a down-and-out beggar with cabbage on his head, rice grains, and braised fish pieces, brown soup flowing on his cheeks, and his white skirt was stained brown.
The students who were eating melon while eating were stunned when they saw this scene. They stood up in surprise and looked at Mo Wushuang.
What is Mo Wushuang doing?
After Li Mengyao was stunned for a moment, she immediately covered her face and let out a harsh scream:
"ah……"
"Mo Wushuang, you damn idiot, how dare you put a dinner plate over my head."
"Now I've got your hair and dress all messed up."
Mo Wushuang took out the check from his pocket, wrote one with a limit of 20,000, and threw it in front of Li Mengyao:
"Here are 20,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan is to buy your clothes, and 10,000 yuan is the cleaning fee for you to take a bath."
Li Mengyao saw the check for 20,000 yuan and subconsciously wanted to pick it up.
At this time, Mo Wushuang suddenly said to Li Mengyao:
"Now, the skirt you are wearing belongs to me. Please take off your skirt and give it to me."
When Li Mengyao heard this, she immediately raised her foot angrily and stepped on the check several times:
"I don't want your dirty money, I..." I also want to cover you with a dinner plate.
Before Li Mengyao could finish her next words, she was suddenly interrupted by Mo Wushuang:
"Since you don't want me to compensate for your dress and your cleaning fee, please stop pestering me."
After leaving these words, Mo Wushuang pulled the stunned Lin Yulian and turned to leave.
Li Mengyao gritted her teeth and looked at the backs of Mo Wushuang and Lin Yulian leaving, and shouted at Zhao Minghui:
"Why don't you come over here quickly and wipe the trash off of me?"
"Mengyao, I am your teacher, can you respect me?" Zhao Minghui reminded Li Mengyao in a low voice while taking a tissue to wipe the soup from the food on her head, face and body.
Li Mengyao glared at Zhao Minghui angrily: "It's all your fault for being such a useless bitch. If you had kicked Mo Wushuang out of Qingyun Noble Academy earlier, would this incident have happened today?"
Zhao Minghui's eyes flashed with a hint of evil: "..."
the other side.
Mo Wushuang stood at the food window and asked Lin Yulian:
"Let's go get another meal."
"What do you want to eat?"
"My treat."
Lin Yulian had not yet recovered from the shock, and replied subconsciously:
"I'm not picky about food."
"Then you are really easy to feed!" Mo Wushuang replied with a smile and handed the meal card to the cafeteria aunt: "Auntie, please give me two meals, three meat, two vegetarian, and one soup."
"Okay." The aunt who was serving meals in the cafeteria quickly prepared meals for Mo Wushuang and Lin Yulian.
Mo Wushuang carried two portions of food and took Lin Yulian to sit down at a nearby dining table.
Lin Yulian looked at the sumptuous meal in front of him, thinking of Mo Wushuang's behavior just now, and looked at Mo Wushuang with red eyes in emotion:
"Wushuang, thank you."
"If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be able to survive today."
