For a while, the school forums exploded.

Originally, the photo was black and shady, only a back, without the front of Qin Wanzheng, and the rest were Yemu.

After a while, netizens who didn't think it was a big deal began to doxx.

Soon, the photo of Qin Wanzheng with the same schoolbag was put on, the most important thing is that this schoolbag is very special, and only Qin Wanzheng has it in the whole No. 1 Middle School.

Because Qin Wanzheng used to kill Matt, there is a big signature on her schoolbag, which is directly Qin Wanzheng's artistic signature.

Now, the whole school knows that the girl who has lost her footing is Qin Wanzheng.

[It's a shame to do this kind of thing, to be blind to that face.] 】

[It's not surprising that she was originally killing Matt, what is killing Matt, isn't she just a person who doesn't learn and thinks it's a trend all day long. 】

[The two sisters of the Qin family are obviously born to the same mother, why is there such a big difference. 】

[Shhh, don't you know upstairs, today Qin Wanzheng's mother has been published in the newspaper to cut off relations with her. 】

[Well done, if I have such a daughter, I will also cut off the relationship]

[+10086, +ID number]

【.....】

At this time, Qin Yiyi, who was studying at night, was scrolling through the forum with her mobile phone, and her eyes were full of cold light.

Yes, she did it on purpose.

After knowing that Qin Wanzheng had severed relations with her mother, Qin Yiyi didn't do anything one by one, and directly made the photos public.

This time, Qin Wanzheng is completely finished, and her reputation is ruined.

Qin Yiyi's eyes were full of excitement, and she finally got rid of Qin Wanzheng's confidant.

At this time, Qin Wanzheng's phone rang, and her tablemate, a chubby little girl. Qin Wanzheng glanced at Ye Junting and picked it up: "Hey." ”

"Qin Wanzheng, have you seen the forum?"

"You're famous, ..... you are"

"Anyway, look at the forum."

“......”

"What forum?"

"The school forum, you don't know yet? The matter between you and that old man is already well known. ”

Qin Wanzheng's brows furrowed.

"What about her and the old man?"

"What did she have to do with which old man?"

“.....”

Thinking of this, Qin Wanzheng turned her head and peeked at Ye Junting, who now had a relationship with her was the man in front of her.

Old man?

But it's also.

In the eyes of others, Ye Junting is a man with the peak of integrity and charm, but in the eyes of Qin Wanzheng, he is an old man, and he is already twenty-seven years old.

In her dynasty, a man in his twenties could already be a grandfather.

"Link to me...."

“.......”

Dropping this sentence, Qin Wanzheng hung up the phone.

After a while, she received a link to the school forum on WeChat.

When she opened it, Qin Wanzheng's face instantly became gloomy.

Secretly photographed her?

Isn't that old man a nightwood?

Qin Wanzheng finished reading the photos, and her eyes were full of sneers.

The person who took the candid photo was really intentional, and deliberately took pictures of the car's logo so clearly.

The comments below that post were even more irritating.

That's the kind of person she is?

Did she kill Matt? What to do without being scary?

What happened to the original owner who killed Matt before, even if he was really raised by a dog, so what?

That's what she earns by her looks.

Those women who say cool things have never met an old man like Ye Junting.

That face can kill most women in seconds.

Isn't the school grass of No. 1 Middle School Ye Ziyao, it's a downright little milk dog, such a little milk dog is sought after by them, it's just that his eyes are covered by Xiang.

Thinking of this, Qin Wanzheng's eyes were glowing with cold light.

She fiddled with her phone, but within a few minutes she found the person who had posted it.

ID: Pure little girl?

Yaya?

Yaya?

Tian Liya?

Qin Yiyi's lackey?

Now everything makes sense, and it is estimated that only people like Qin Yiyi will pay attention to her at school.

Only people with ulterior motives would take that photo.

Soon, Qin Wanzheng thought of Wen Jiaren's withdrawal from school that day, is it because of this?

Qin Wanzheng's eyes became deeper and deeper, and a cold air emanated from her body.

Ting Ye had long sensed that Qin Wanzheng's momentum was wrong.

Who made his little girl angry?

Ye Jun Ting glanced at Ye Shui in front of the co-pilot, and Ye Shui understood what Ting Ye meant through the rearview mirror for a second.

An order was sent.

In a few minutes, Night Junting knew what was going on.

Nightwood?

Do these people have long eyes, and his little girl has such a handsome and golden husband as him, will she fall in love with Yemu?

Is Nightwood rich with him? Is he handsome?

Ye Junting looked at those photos and was very dissatisfied.

Nightwood?

Back at Lanting No. 1, Ting Ye looked at Yemu who was wrapped in gauze and walked towards them, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Master Ting, Miss Qin."

"You're back?"

"Miss Qin, the medicine you gave me is really good, my injuries are almost healed."

“......”

Suddenly, a fierce aura struck Yemu's face and left.

Also sent medicine?

None of his girls cared so much about him.

Angry.

The cold air was so frightened that Yemu didn't dare to come out, and his back was wet in an instant.

What did he do wrong?

Wronged!

Yemu looked at Qin Wanzheng on the side for help.

Who knew that Qin Wanzheng hooked her lips and smiled evilly, and went upstairs directly.

This is a bitter nightwood.

That night, he received an urgent mission from Longhumen and left.

Still wounded, he went on a mission.

Isn't he Miss Qin's driver? How can there still be a task?

Yemu in the clouds and fog sat on the plane leaving Yanjing and suddenly realized.

What's more, why is Yejin so shameless, he really robbed him of his job.

No way!

After this mission is completed, he has to snatch his job back.

The medicine that Qin Wanzheng gave to Yemu was also asked back by the stingy Ting Ye.

When he saw the glass bottle, Ting Ye had a bad premonition, and hurriedly asked people to track down the origin of the glass bottle.

In the evening, he received a message.

Ting Ye ordered a few times, and this matter was buried deep like this.

In the years that followed, Ting Ye was either cleaning up the mess for Qin Wanzheng every day, or on the way to clean up the mess.

After taking care of these things, Ye Junting returned to the master bedroom.

Seeing Ye Junting coming in, Qin Wanzheng's eyes lit up.

Didn't she say that she was raised by an old man, she let those people see if it was a handsome guy or an old man who supported her.

Night Junting had a bad premonition: "Say, what's the matter." ”

Qin Wanzheng sat in front of Ye Junting and looked at him.

"Well, is there anything you need my help with?"

"Nope."

“.....”

Ye Junting's tone was light, and there was no special emotion.

Qin Wanzheng saw that there was a play, and continued to speak: "That, I will cure the disease, or shall I show you?" ”

"Maybe you'll be fine."