Song Han watched the four people talking and laughing on the side, his face was dark. So he opened his mouth and said, "That's right, Brother Xi!" I remember that I still have homework to finish, so you can help me do it, okay? ”

"Don't you like to do your own thing?" Shangguan Xi asked.

Song Han said coquettishly, "I've been really lazy lately~ This time it's Piaget who I'm going to write about~ People forgot ......"

Next, the topic was successfully transferred by Song Han from the chat to the academic exchange, and the three of them seemed to have dabbled in the knowledge that Song Han said, and quickly shifted the focus. Song Han occasionally glanced at Dai Fei, there was a little smug in her eyes, she was sure that Dai Fei didn't understand these things.

Dai Fei felt bored after listening to it for a while, she wanted to take out her phone and play for a while, but it was better not to take out the broken phone when she remembered it.

She endured it for a while, and had to keep eating. She saw a small delicate crystal cup in the middle of the table, and inside it was something that looked like a yellowish sticky. I didn't know what it was, so I picked up the spoon and touched it curiously.

She dug a small spoonful and was about to bring it over to study it carefully, when Song Han lowered her voice a little but said in a voice that was just enough for everyone to hear, "Ah! It's not with a spoon! ”

Dai Fei was a little embarrassed, could it be that this woman deliberately came to sarcastically mock her for not having table manners? She didn't want to eat well.

Song Han saw that Dai Fei had no remedy, so he stood up directly and stretched out his hand. Cong Yuanxin looked at her as if she hadn't seen it, and went straight to Dai Fei with his hand, as if to correct her mistake.

She could already smell the wax in the spoon, and she already knew what it was. Dai Fei felt that her dislike for Song Han had reached a limit, so she twitched her hand, and her fingers flexibly turned the spoon, so that not a drop of wax oil on the spoon was spilled. The blade that trains to cut the wallet is much lighter and more difficult than this.

Song Han's hand grabbed directly on the wax oil, and she let out a scream like killing a pig, which was completely inconsistent with the image of a lady she had always had. Dai Fei watched Song Han's tears soar out. For a while, everyone's eyes turned around, and they were a little surprised when they looked at Song Han, who was crazy.

Song Han endured the pain while trying to maintain his image.

Cong Yuanxin exclaimed, "What are you doing here?!" ”

Dai Fei said quietly, "Is your brain caught in the door~ You made me-"

Cong Yuanxin immediately interrupted her, "But I didn't let you ...... I didn't let you hurt her! ”

"?" Dai Fei pointed at Song Han and then at herself, "Hurt her...... She must have committed suicide by herself. ”

Song Han seemed to be in real pain, a layer of sweat beads appeared on his head, his little face was entangled, and he couldn't scold anymore.

Cong Yuanxin sighed, he knew that Dai Fei was stubborn and not easy to convince, he grabbed Song Han's blackened fingers, "Let's go and see first......"

Dai Fei said coldly, "You deserve it!" Then he rolled his eyes and turned around and walked away.

When she got up, Cong Yuanxin reached out to pull her, but he straightened his arm and didn't touch it. Dai Fei didn't see what was behind her, but others did. Song Han, who was in unbearable pain, felt that he was going to die of pain.

His arm paused in the air for a moment before he lowered, and he knew in his heart that he had just taken her hand...... It's not for any jihua at all, he just wants to hold her.

Cong Yuanxin can only escort Song Han to the doctor first, Song Han was injured like this by Dai Fei, and after a while, he can't tell how the will get angry, and he has to find a way to parry.

Dai Fei walked out crookedly in his stiletto heels, and no one came to stop him. Now everyone is not sure what the relationship between this little girl and Cong Yuanxin is, and it is very embarrassing to speak the wrong thing.

It was drizzling outside. She was in a very bad mood, and scolded Song Han in her heart, she really deserved that people didn't want her, and she pretended to be really annoying. The coquettish eldest lady can't stand the wind, so she feels like she can stay home.

After scolding, Song Han couldn't help but scold Cong Yuanxin. She helped him deal with the banquet, helped him leave an ambiguous impression, and helped him alleviate the forced marriage at home, so she didn't care about her if it was useless at this time...... Cong Yuanxin...... What are you really going to do? And he has to take care of things that shouldn't be in his hands, do you think you are someone to me......

She scolded and wandered in the silent streets, and asked her to block Song Han and ask her not to hurt people, and she wanted her to do research and asked her not to steal, this uncle Zhen Nima is difficult to serve.

She shook her head, still throwing the boy who messed up her life out of her head. took out a small broken phone that didn't match the outfit, flipped through the calendar, it's August 20th, this holiday is coming to an end soon, wait a few days...... It's also time for some people to come back. She closed her phone, hoping it was better to be forgotten.