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Chapter 5 He is sick

Xiangwan’s first feeling was that he was sick!

When he left, she was only ten years old. Are you still treating her as a child?

Looking at the figure disappearing at the corner of the stairs, Xiang Wan was so angry that he was exhausted.

She felt like a defeated little beast now, guarding this inch of territory and refusing to leave, and having no choice but to use the invaders, and even didn't know when the other party would bit her throat on a whim...

It's 7:30.

After leaving with Xiang Wan's car, Zuo Xingyun, who had changed into formal clothes, also arrived at the gate.

He looked at the Che Ying who had already gone away and frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The driver A Chen respectfully opened the back door for him: "Brother Yun, aren't we going today? Where are we going?"

Zuo Xingyun did not answer, got in the car and sat down before rubbing his eyebrows and asked, "Does Yas Academy have any projects that need fundraising recently?"

"Yas College?" A Chen looked puzzled: "You are not that kind of charity either, why? I suddenly want to make some contribution to the national education cause? No... Isn't that the college where the lady attended..."

Before he could finish his words, he gasped in a cold look by Zuo Xingyun: "Hiss... that...yes! I heard that there was a relatively large repair of Yas Academy recently, and the cost is not low. If you say that the little money, someone has donated it. After all, it is a noble school. Who else has less money from the students in it? This is not that the amount is too large, so it still..."

"Contact the Dean, now go." Zuo Xingyun interrupted A Chen's chatter: "Also, you have been with me for so many years, and you should know that the salary I give you is not paid according to the number of words you speak."

A Chen: "...Okay Brother Yun, I will try to talk less nonsense in the future!"

...

On the way to school, Xiang Wan was always in a very heavy mood.

Everyone knows about Xiang’s family affairs in Haicheng. She needs to have enough courage to face criticism from others and accept those gloating or sympathetic gazes.

In order not to attract the attention of others, she asked the driver to put her down at a distance of two hundred meters from the school gate.

But when she went to the storage area to store her personal belongings, it was the time when the traffic was the most in the morning. Even though she deliberately lowered her head, she was still burned by the naked eyes around her.

She didn't even dare to look at those eyes, nor did she dare to prove whether they were sympathizing or ridiculing, and no other kind would make her feel good.

She hurriedly put the items into her locker and went to the classroom as if she had escaped.

As she appeared, the classroom where the originally sensational sound suddenly became quiet, and most people had the pleasure of watching the show.

Soon Xiangwan discovered the clues, his position was empty, and his desks and chairs were missing.

Soon, the class bell rang, and everyone sat down with their own hearts, leaving Xiangwan standing there suddenly and helplessly.

But the first two classes were all English. The English teacher is famous for being irritable and not easy to mess with. The students nicknamed her "Mijue Master" behind her back. Xiang Wan's fate can be imagined.

As expected, as soon as the English teacher entered the classroom, he noticed that Xiangwan, who was standing there brightly, had a little more stern expression on his face, which had already had 'evil spirit': "Xiangwan, what are you doing? Everyone is sitting, you have to be different, right? You are so fond of showing off, afraid that others will not know that your father is dead and your mother will jump off the building? Don't worry, no one in the school knows about your family affairs, you have to like to stand and go to the corridor outside!"
Chapter completed!
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