After lunch, Wen Zeyuan went out as usual. I had nothing to do in the afternoon and planned to go to the company. Zhou Meng kept saying that I was very busy. As soon as I came downstairs, I ran into my sister. I saw her here and asked quickly: "Why are you here?"

this?"

Zhiwei hesitated for a while and then said: "Uh...sister, can you lend me some money?"

I frowned and asked, "Why don't you go to class?"

Zhiwei smiled sheepishly and said, "I took sick leave and caught a cold. I have cultural classes in the afternoon. I'm in the art class. I'm doing basic skills in the afternoon. It's fine."

As I walked with her, I asked her how she was preparing for the exam. I took out my wallet and asked her how much she wanted. She held out three fingers.

I took out three hundred yuan and gave it to her: "You can ask dad to get a few hundred yuan. Why go all the way to my place?"

Weiwei bit her lower lip and said slowly: "Three thousand..."

I was surprised: "What do you want so much money for?" My family's conditions are not bad, but my father has been very strict with us since we were young, and the pocket money he gives us is average. Three thousand yuan is not enough for students, not even for me.

Less!

"The school arranged for us to participate in a competition, and we had to pay for clothing. We also arranged for some classes with famous teachers. The money my father gave me last time was accidentally stolen, and I didn't dare to tell him."

I thought about it and said to her: "Then you come with me to the company. There is an ATM next to the company. I don't have that kind of money."

Weiwei grabbed my neck and cheered: "Sister! You are so kind! When I make money, I will definitely pay you back!"

I hit her forehead: "Forget it, don't skip classes blindly in the future, let dad know and be careful not to get scolded!"

"Dad is just an old antique and stubborn. Sister, please don't let dad know about me getting money for you." Weiwei muttered.

She followed me to the company, and I suddenly remembered and said to her: "Your school is near Ji Xianzhi's place. When I see him in the future, I will pretend that I don't know him. Do you hear me?"

"Why? I think he is quite nice! He is handsome and rich. He is also very nice to others. My classmates are envious of me."

"What do you envy you for?"

Zhiwei bit her lip and hesitated: "No...it's just that he invited me to a big dinner last time, and he kept talking about it."

I reiterated that she was not allowed to contact Ji Xianzhi again. She lowered her head, not sure if she heard it. When she arrived at the company, Weiwei saw some of the wedding dresses on display and couldn't put them down. She begged me and asked if she could try it out.

Put it on.

I talked to Zhou Meng and took her to try on a suit. She took off her coat and put it on a stool. When I took her clothes, I found a watch on it. I picked it up and took a look. It was very exquisite and high-end.

, I never know the brand, but I also know that this must cost money.

I looked inside and outside, and there were two letters engraved on the strap of the watch, xz.

I was shocked. It's not that I'm sensitive. I've done this before by engraving the name of the person I like on a ring and wearing it around my neck. She is in the third year of high school. Does it mean she already has someone she likes? It's normal for a girl of this age to be pregnant.

, I’m still thinking about trying on a wedding dress. Is this girl in love?

I went to the dressing room with my watch, and she was putting her wedding dress on her body with a smile. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, her body was already perfectly developed, and she had an abnormal blush on her face.

I asked her directly: "Where did this come from?"

Unexpectedly, someone came in. Weiwei was startled. She held her wedding dress to her chest and angrily snatched the watch from my hand. She looked like a treasure and said unhappily: "Why did you take my things?"

"This watch is so expensive, where did you get it?" I raised my voice.

Weiwei hid the watch behind her back and said, "My classmates and I bought it at the small commodity market. It's a fake."

"What do the letters engraved on the back mean?"

Weiwei's expression changed and she looked at me angrily: "Sister, why are you like this? This is someone else's **, what does it have to do with you?"

I said word by word: "Don't tell me that you are in love!" Weiwei felt very unnatural, her face turned red, she didn't know whether she was angry or embarrassed. After a long while, she said loudly: "You are crazy!"

"Ren Zhiwei!" I was also furious.
Chapter completed!