Chapter 32: The Quarrel in the Car
Mo Qinghan did not go back to the dormitory, but went back to the apartment directly, she was afraid that after returning to the dormitory, she would go back to He Yurou because of Zhao Qingwu's quarrel.
In the school parking lot, Zhao Qingwu had just gotten into the car, and before the car door was closed, He Yurou opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot, angrily questioning Zhao Qingwu: "People in the school are rumoring that you and Mo Qinghan are together, it's not that Mo Qinghan is deliberately seducing you, but that the two of you are in love, right?" ”
Zhao Qingwu showed disdain, with a little dissatisfaction between his eyebrows, and asked in a very stiff tone: "May I ask Miss He Yurou what kind of identity you used when you questioned me about this kind of question, is it an ex-girlfriend or an unfamiliar stranger?" I don't have to answer your question in any case, okay? ”?
He Yurou, who was sitting in the co-pilot, listened to this, her little face with light makeup twitched as the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, and became a little unpleasant, her eyes looked straight at Zhao Qingwu who was sitting on her side, her face was full of hatred for herself, she knew in her heart that this was not the result she wanted, all she wanted was Zhao Qingwu, after calming down for a few seconds, she suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart, and said in a softened tone: "Mo Qinghan is not as simple as you think, do you know how deep she hides?" If I hadn't read her diary, I wouldn't have known that she approached me just to get closer to you, or else with her family .......... ”
He Yurou's words continued, and Zhao Qingwu shouted: "Can you get off my car?" I don't want the air in my car to be as disgusting as you. ”
Listening to Zhao Qingwu's evaluation of himself, the tears of grievance in his eyes immediately came out, crying and roaring: "Is Mo Qinghan's scheming already ...... with you" After a pause for a few seconds, he continued: "I have slept with you." These words were asked by He Yurou who gritted her teeth and worked hard for a long time.
Zhao Qingwu looked at He Yurou with sharp eyes, never thought that since this sentence would come out of He Yurou's mouth, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that He Yurou could understand.
"Don't let your dirty eyes pollute your heart at the same time, since you like to sit in this car so much, then you can continue to sit!" After speaking, he opened the door and walked away without looking back.
Seeing this, He Yurou also got out of the car, wiped the tears on her face, looked at the back left by Zhao Qingwu and said loudly: "I will find evidence to prove that Mo Qinghan is not as simple as you think." ”
But Zhao Qingwu didn't pay attention to He Yurou, and continued to walk on his own, as if He Yurou was not talking to himself, He Yurou saw that Zhao Qingwu didn't pay attention to himself, and closed the car door hard, slamming the past students with a frightened sound, and they all looked at He Yurou with eyes like looking at monsters, He Yurou, who was already in a bad mood, immediately yelled at them: "What to see, what to see." ”
He Yurou clenched the upper palm of her fist tightly, and it hurt very much from some long nails, but He Yurou did not reduce her strength, she still held it tightly, eager to pierce the nail into her flesh, after all, this pain and the pain that Mo Yuhan brought to her were a big deal, her teeth clenched her lips, looking at the direction Zhao Qingwu was walking, her eyes were full of anger, and she said in her heart: "Mo Qinghan, you wait, see how I take off your hypocritical mask." ”