Shao Qing frowned: "The gold lord on the side?"

She stared at Liu Zhehan for a while, and then leaned back in the chair, her eyelashes were slightly lifted, and the corners of her lips were half-hooked, as if she was smiling, but she couldn't see the slightest smile.

Shaoqing asked, "Who did you listen to?"

Liu Zhehan was stunned for a moment: "That's it, that's what they all said." ”

Shao Qing's eyelashes narrowed slightly: "Really?"

Her expression was a little light, and Liu Zhehan was a little nervous.

He tried to think about where he heard the news, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think about it.

Liu Zhehan stumbled and said: "I feel that everyone is spreading this matter." ”

Shao Qing smiled: "I know." ”

The only one who knew that she was not in the Shao family was Shaoya, but Shaoya didn't have the ability to spread the news throughout the school.

Hates her and has the ability to spread the word about it throughout the school-

Only Song Lin.

Shao Qing frowned slightly, and took out the books for class: "Shen Xingchen has a performance on the weekend, so invite me to watch it." ”

She explained the matter in a few words, sent Liu Zhehan away, and then began to think about it.

She was tired of dealing with these little tricks of Shaoya.

It's not enough to hurt the muscles and bones, but it's like a mosquito bite, which is annoying.

and Song Lin -

Shao Qing squinted and thought for a moment, and quickly made up his mind.

.

Shaoqing has been living in a strange light these days.

Wherever she went, there were always people sneaking in on her and whispering gossip.

The posts on the forum discussing her "gold master" opened one after another, and her ranking on the school flower list fell again.

This remained the case until Thursday exams.

In order to make students have a sense of crisis, the papers of the first test were very difficult, and the students who came out of the examination room were basically depressed, and no one still remembered Shaoqing's scandal.

Shao Qing finished the exam, glanced at the time, and went directly to the school gate.

The show "Who is the Murderer" was recorded on Saturday, and the recording time was from morning to night, and the recording location was Pingjing.

Shao Qing had to rush over there on Friday.

She arrived at the school gate and waited deliberately for a while before getting in the car to pick her up.

The car is Bugatti, the model is smooth and beautiful, even at the entrance of the private high school in Shanghai, which is full of luxury cars, it is also very eye-catching.

Shao Qing pulled the car door and said something to the driver with a smile before sitting in the back seat.

Random whispers rang out at the school gates.

Shao Qing's eyelashes narrowed, and he raised his hand to close the car door.

The windows are covered with a special film, so you can only look from the inside out, and people outside can't see the inside clearly.

Shao Qing sat down, put his schoolbag to his side, raised his head slightly, and commanded: "Go to Zhongyun District." ”

Zhongyun District is one of several wealthy districts in Shanghai, which was developed by Shaoqing's company, and she bought a villa there by the way.

It was the driver of her company who drove the car, and the driver didn't have any doubts at all, and drove directly in the direction of Zhongyun District.

The car quickly drove into the Zhongyun district and stopped in front of her house.

Shaoqing didn't get out of the car.

She glanced at the rearview mirror, then frowned and smiled: "Let's drive, go to the high-speed rail station." ”

The driver was stunned for a moment: "Aren't you going in?"

Shao Qing laughed: "I won't go in." ”

She leaned back in her chair and raised her head slightly: "I'm just sending someone a deadly handle." ”

Shao Qing tilted his head slightly, stretching the word "fatal".