The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Hua Qiqi came to the bathroom to deal with the oil stains on her clothes, and met Gu Qingyun by chance.

Looking at the girl next to her, she bit her teeth and tears streaked down her cheeks.

"I...I don't know why Changying did this to me. We obviously played so well before..."

Hua Qiqi stopped what she was doing, with a sarcastic smile on her face, and kept approaching Gu Qingyun.

She forced the person into a corner and leaned against the wall, her eyes narrowed dangerously, and the light in her eyes flickered.

"Are you trying to sow discord?"

"I don't know if anyone has ever told you...your plan is really clumsy."

This little verbal provocation is like driving a wedge between her and Sister Ying. Isn't it too simple?

"I...I'm just speaking based on my actual situation. I really don't know why Changying has changed so much."

Gu Qingyun's back was pressed against the cold wall, and her body felt slightly chilly.

"That's because you were stupid and wanted to trick Sister Ying."

Hua Qiqi smiled openly, raised her finger and touched Gu Qingyun's heart.

Looking at the pale face of the person in front of him, he retracted his fingers and returned to his position to wash his hands and rub the oil stains on his skirt.

"Also...as a woman, I will not feel pity for you. Be careful next time, if you try to instigate a relationship between me and Sister Ying, I will blow your head off."

Had she gone so long without spanking that someone was stupid enough to hit her on the head?

"..."

Gu Qingyun clung to the wall, lowering her head feebly, the light in her eyes flashing constantly.

Why, why do you believe in Mu Changying so firmly? ——

After school, many media reporters blocked the Qingjin school gate.

They couldn't get inside the school, so they had to block it outside.

The group of people scrambled to get to the front and occupy the best position.

They looked serious and excited, not letting go of any clues, for fear that the person they were interviewing would slip away.

The front door was blocked, but Mu Changying didn't go forward at all.

Wearing a mask and carrying her schoolbag, she followed Bai Mo's footsteps and walked out the back door.

He opened the car door, his eyes bright, "Madam, as soon as the news came out, I drove the car to the back door."

Those media reporters want to arrest someone? Go ahead and daydream.

Mu Changying sat in the back seat and took off her mask, "Xiao Momo, you did a good job. I will give you a salary increase later."

When he heard about the salary increase, Bai Mo's soft face showed excitement.

Mu Changying raised her eyebrows, "However, I remember that the back door of the school is not open."

If the back door was open, it would definitely be captured at this moment.

Bai Mo quickly fastened his seat belt, put his hands on the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator to start the car.

"Madam, the Rong family owns shares in this school."

Therefore, it is still easy to get a mere backdoor key.

——

The reporter waiting at the front door waited for a long time, and his legs were numb even as he stood still without waiting for his interview target.

As time passed by, all the students in the school were gone, but the reporters still stood firm and did not retreat even a moment.

The guard came out with a look of surprise on his old face, waved his hand and said, "Close the door, I'm going to close the door, so don't stay here."

His old voice fell on everyone's hearts, instantly shattering the last glimmer of hope.

Everyone looked frustrated and annoyed, unable to figure out what went wrong.

According to their fiery eyes, it was impossible to let Mu Changying slip away under their noses.