Xiao Qing: "Teacher Mo, send her to the madhouse quickly, it's terrible, what if you get up in the middle of the night and kill us?"

Mo Zhengyun's brows were tightly locked, and he looked at Jian Yu with a solemn gaze, "Are all what they said true?"

"Does it matter?"

Jian Yu suddenly laughed, tears streaming from her crimson eyes.

Meng Zhilei really deserves to be her best friend.

Knowing that she is poor and cares most about what she has, she ruins it, angers her, and then when she is carried away by anger, let the homeroom teacher who admires her the most catch it right, and turn everything into the result of her not being able to go crazy in robbing marriage.

It's really a good strategy, one link after another, first the loss of a lover, then a friend, and finally the most respected teacher.

Everyone is innocent, only she, Jian Yu, is an out-and-out madman.

"Jian Yu!" Mo Zhengyun's face was dark and calm, and a trace of regret flashed in his sharp eyes.

Jian Yu is his most admired student for more than 20 years of filial piety, talented and hard enough, but unfortunately his family background is too poor to devote himself to his studies, otherwise he will definitely be a shining star in the design industry.

When he saw the video of Jian Yu's wedding in the school forum, he thought there was a misunderstanding, and when he heard the doorman say that after she returned to school, she hurried over, but she didn't want to witness her crazy side.

Jian Yu threw away the stool in his hand, tears raining down, "Teacher, whether you believe it or not, I only said it once, I am not wrong." ”

She picked up the only intact tin box on the floor, but it was already deformed and couldn't see what it was, and rushed out of the dormitory without looking back.

"Teacher Mo, you can't let her go, she has lost her mind, and she will take revenge on society!" Zhu Linlin's eager voice came from behind her.

Jian Yu no longer cared about how the teacher would answer.

Lovers, friends, teachers, alma mater...... Everything has nothing to do with her.

She clung to her remaining belongings, ran wildly in a panic, standing in front of the lush woods on the high school campus, looking at the mirror-like lake, she suddenly felt extremely dazed.

"Uncomfortable?"

The sound of pure lake water suddenly sounded.

Jian Yu was stunned, and when he turned his head, he saw Meng Jingchen standing upright on the stone path behind him.

A well-cut black shirt with a unique design printed with a geometric pattern, paired with narrow-legged cropped pants of the same color, and the natural scattering of short hair, there is no lack of fashion and capability, which is more plump and handsome than the male model on the catwalk.

is such an eye-catching person who brings her into the abyss step by step.

Jian Yu looked at each other angrily, pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Is there a fire in my heart?" Meng Jingchen took a step closer and stepped onto the verdant meadow.

Jian Yu watched him approach step by step, the shade of the tree was left behind, and the whole person was completely bathed in sunlight. The scorching sun of June sprinkled on his tall body, making his black clothes glow with golden light, and the sculpture-like handsome face against the background became more and more dazzling.

The fire in Jian Yu's heart burned more and more as he approached, almost burning her reason out.

"I'm telling you, it's useless for you to cry to death here, even if you commit suicide by throwing yourself into the river. He came to her and said indifferently with a condescending expression.

This dead man, she is uncomfortable enough, and he has to add fuel to the fire. Jian Yu was furious and scolded irrationally.

"Yes, I'm useless, I'm poor, I'm helpless, is that my fault? Do you deserve to be bullied by you? Meng Jingchen, aren't you rich, peel off the Meng Group behind you, you have nothing, you are a scumbag, you are the same as your daughter, you are a super pervert, you rely on some stinky money, you bully the poor, you should go to hell, eternal life and eternal life can not be superborn. ”

I can't afford to pay for my injuries, and a scolding can always relieve my anger.

Jian Yu was like a shrew, scolding loudly.

Meng Jingchen's eyebrows jumped, his eyes darkened several shades, staring at her angry face.

"Meng Jingchen, it's okay for you to let me go, I'm not worth the waste of your father and daughter, you like women, the women in the city are lining up for you to choose, Meng Zhilei wants to marry Xu Zhelun, just marry it." I don't want it all, I just beg you to let me go, I can't afford to be a poor man!"

Jian Yu burst into tears and pleaded bitterly.

"Yes, you are wrong, because you are poor, so you deserve to be despised, because you are weak, so everyone can step on you! ”

The cold words pierced Jian Yu's heart like a knife.

"Can't stand your self-esteem?" Meng Jingchen stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, and asked sarcastically: "Let me tell you, in this society where the law of the jungle eats the strong, a poor person like you who has no arrogance but no support can only be trampled on the soles of his feet. That's right, because no one cares if an ant has self-esteem, unless you are high up and become someone who others want to hate but dare not hate, you are qualified to talk about self-esteem, self-esteem, and heart!"

Meng Jingchen's brows were furrowed, the cold aura around him made the June sky also become cold and swishing, Jian Yu couldn't help but feel cold, and his eyes were stained with deep fear.

"Afraid of me? That's right, it's just like your current mood, whether you want to hate or not!"

All of Jian Yu's confidence was lost, because the potential brought by anger was also consumed. Her knees went limp, and she could barely stand.

Meng Jingchen grabbed her arm and pressed her up hard, forcing her to stand up, and looked into his eyes sharply, "Aren't you very capable just now?" yelling at me, what's wrong?"

Can she not be cowardly?

Didn't he say that she had nothing and deserved to be trampled into the mud.

"It's not wrong to be poor, but it's a big mistake to be poor when you only have self-esteem. ”

Jian Yu looked at him puzzled, what is the fault of being poor and only having self-esteem.

"Looking at the crowd, there are countless poor people, why don't other poor people be bullied, have you thought about the reason?"

"I ......"

It was too difficult for her, and she never thought about it.

"It's because of your poor self-esteem, which you have nothing, but you are proud of yourself. ”

"I ......" she felt that she was simply dragging her self-esteem on the ground, where was there pride and pride.

"You are talented but you are said to be plagiarism, you are Xu Zhelun's genuine girlfriend, but you are said to be a junior, and there is no scum left of your hard-earned belongings that have been destroyed, do you think it's all someone else's fault?"

"How do you know?" Jian Yu looked at him in astonishment.

"Jian Yu, your biggest mistake is that you can't recognize yourself. ”

"I'm self-aware, okay?"

"And who are you?"

"Jane. ”

"What else?"

Jian Yu thought for a while, and said suspiciously: "A graduate of Huayun Design College." ”

Meng Jingchen rolled his eyes, grabbed her and pulled towards him, "There is another identity, you are Mrs. Meng, my Meng Jingchen's legal wife." ”

"Oh, yes!" Jian Yu blinked, always unable to remember this stubble.

"Half of my wealth belongs to you, and you tell me that you are a poor man who has nothing. Are you sarcastically saying that Meng Jingchen's wealth is not enough?"

Meng Jingchen raised her voice suddenly, and her aura of not being angry and arrogant frightened her involuntarily.

"That's not true, the notarial deed can be re-established at any time?"

"Are you doubting Meng Jingchen's integrity?"