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89. Garlic(2/2)

Shen Xiang laughed after hearing this, "So you left your little classmate?"

"……Um."

She felt a little embarrassed, but she became more confident the next second.

"It's all his fault. If it weren't for him, the teacher wouldn't have misunderstood that I had an early love affair and asked me to invite my parents."

"Little Garlic, listen well." Shen Xiang looked into her eyes.

"Do what you think is right, don't worry about other people's gossip. Even if the teacher really asks you to invite your parents, you must believe that your parents will not wrong you."

"unless……"

He paused for a moment, and saw the little girl's eyes confusing, he smiled badly, "Unless you really fell in love early, then wait for your brother to spank with four parents."

Chen Rongrong gasped.

Shen Xiang: "Go, call your little classmate here, do you still want to win the prize?"

It just so happened that he had something to say to the little kid.

Chen Rongrong was reluctant: "Can't I form a team with you brother?"

"Are you fascinated by your brother's skills?" Shen Xiang leaned lazily on the sofa, spreading her limbs, and all the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were proud.

"Alright... okay." The little girl praised people very reservedly.

Shen Xiang: "Hmph, I know you admire your brother, but my brother can't form a team with you."

"Why?" She was dissatisfied.

"My brother is sixteen years old and wants to participate in the adult group."

Moreover, the two of them are not in the same world at all, how can they form a team?

After a while, she let out a sigh of disappointment and said muffled: "Okay then."

Shen Xiang suddenly reached out and pinched the little girl's round face, "Go, I apologize to your little classmate, and promise others that they can't go back on their word."

Chen Rongrong stood up dejectedly, "Okay."

She opened the door and went out and returned to her own world. She wanted to call Chen Jia, but took out her cell phone but found that she didn't know his phone number at all.

She hesitated for a while, called the squad leader and asked Chen Jia's phone number, but she had already owed the fee.

There was no choice but to go to the squad leader to get Chen Jia's address again.

When asked the driver to send him over, Chen Rongrong looked at the building in front of her and was a little confused.

The dilapidated buildings with dust were rustling, and the mottled walls were written with red decomposition. The railings in the corridor were rusted, as if they would fall down with a slight touch.

She had never seen such a dilapidated building in her life.

The driver was worried about her, so he went up with her and found the room where Chen Jia lived.

The old-fashioned iron anti-theft door is rusty, and there is a hole rotten below, and there is a thick layer of red rust on bricks around it.

She didn't dare to knock on the door hard, for fear that the iron door would be broken by accident.

The driver uncle went up and knocked for her for a while, but no one opened the door. Instead, the neighbor's door opened, and it was a short and fat middle-aged woman.

Seeing two big and one small, the woman was stunned for a moment.

Good, this little girl looks so pretty, like a child star on TV.

Chen Rongrong quickly said, "Auntie, I am Chen Jia's classmate. Isn't he at home?"

The woman came back to her senses, "Xiao Jia, he went to the hospital."

Hospital?

Before Chen Rongrong could ask, the woman started to speak on her own, "Xiao Jia is also unlucky. His father was in a car accident and became a vegetable. His mother ran away with money. As a result, his grandmother fell ill a few days ago... Hey, he is a child, what should I do?"

Chen Rongrong was stunned.

She suddenly remembered the look he looked when he came to find her that day and said he needed money.

I suddenly felt depressed and uncomfortable.

"By the way, Xiaojia's father heard that he was still the prosecutor general. He was hit by a bad guy while investigating the case. Alas, if it's good, Xiaojia will still be a second-generation official..."

Attorney General?

It seemed that something flashed through her mind, so fast that it was too late to catch it.

However, the driver is usually concerned about major issues, and suddenly he remembers it and asks: "Is it Prosecutor General Chen Weiping?"

The woman hissed, "It seems... yes? I'm not sure."

Chen Rongrong asked Chen Jia where he went and left with the driver.

When he got into the car, Chen Rongrong asked, "Uncle, do you know Chen Jia's father?"

The driver said: "It was a sensational thing a few years ago. Chen Weiping was the procurator general of the Municipal Procuratorate. He was hit while investigating a corruption case. He has not woken up until now... By the way, I remember that Procurator Chen's son was a little fat man. He used to be the same school as you, but he didn't expect that he would lose so much now, hey."

Prosecutor Chen...Little fat man...

Chen Rongrong's mind roared.

No...no?

Chen Jia is the fat guy who used to follow her butt?!

It’s obvious that the two of them are not alike at all!

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