It's all to blame for Mu Xiaoran's damn woman, she will definitely let her be broken into pieces, and she will be in pain, she must ......

Seeing Mu Xiaoran coming out, Cassiffel hurriedly greeted him, his expression changed from cold to gentle. "Xiao Ran, are you tired? Let's go home! ”

"No, I still have to go to class." She can no longer pretend to be smiling at this time, she is so tired and tired in this tug-of-war of love......

"Then I'll go with you."

"No need, I'll just go by myself."

He watched her drag her tired steps and walk to her office, and his heart tingled slightly. "Xiao Ran, when will you learn to fight back."

The anger in Lin Xiqi's eyes could almost burn the entire building, and this damn slut must have known that Phil was outside, so he didn't refute it.

Who are you pretending to be so pitiful now?

Mu Xiaoran came to the classroom with heavy steps, and looked at the ground and sat directly to his place. "Teacher, it's time for class."

Caseludd sat in his high seat and looked at her from above. "You won't have to go to class from today onwards."

She looked up at the intimidating old man in front of her. "Grandpa......"

"I'm not your grandfather, and I won't recognize you as a granddaughter-in-law. There is only one candidate for my granddaughter-in-law, and that is Lin Xiqi. His tone was undoubted, and that look made Mu Xiaoran have nothing to hide.

I feel that I am completely a clown in front of him, or a disgraceful existence.

"Aren't you just in it for the money? This one is for you, fill in as much as you want. After you take this, you leave my grandson. He threw the money right in her face.

Mu Xiaoran looked at the blank check thrown in front of him, and felt that his eyes were astringent, sour, and even felt that liquid was about to gush out of his eyes.

"As long as you fill in this control, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. Isn't that exactly what you want? Take the money and leave my grandson quickly. His tone seemed to beg for food.

With a few cold snorts, he left here.

Mu Xiaoran looked at the blank check on the table and tore it to shreds with both hands. Aren't the poor human beings? Do the poor have no dignity? Do the poor deserve to be ridiculed and even insulted by them?

There was a feeling of resentment in my heart, and it slowly sprouted in my heart.

When Cassifel learns that the teachers have all been asked away, he goes straight to the president's former office. "Grandpa, should you give me an explanation about this?"

He looked up at him coldly. "Get out, knock on the door and come in."

"Grandpa, you have to explain this to me clearly."

"Get out, or you don't have to talk about anything."

Clenched his fists, turned and walked out. "Knock Knock ......"

"Come in." A strange smile tugged at the corners of Caselud's mouth.

Cassiffel strode in and got straight to the point. "Grandpa, you'd better give me an explanation about this."

He looked at the documents on the table and found that this grandson's ability to do things was still very good. "Now am I the president, or are you the president?"

"You."

"Then that's the best explanation, I'm the president, and I have the final say."

Cassefil knew that his grandfather had always been in charge. "Grandpa, this is about her career development for the rest of her life."

"Then let me ask you, who allowed you to behave so recklessly in the company before?" His words were direct and domineering.

Cassif Fil sat across from him. "I'm the president, and I don't need anyone's permission to do things."