Bo Sishen is still on Qiao Yichu's side.

He opened his mouth and asked Han Xiao rhetorically: "Can't people who study poorly improve?" She's been working hard lately. ”

Every day when I come home from school, I obediently write my homework and review my homework.

Seems to be quite diligent. Progress is not surprising at all.

Han Xiao: "......"

He remembered something again, and mentioned it to Bo Sishen: "I heard Secretary Tan say that a few days ago, you even sent someone to Qiao's house in the middle of the night to drive Qiao Wan out for Qiao Yichu's sake?" And for her to go home to find trouble with Bo Jingze? Forget it about kicking Qiao Wan out, the second thing is a bit too much. ”

Bo Sishen's mother died when he was seventeen years old, and he survived the rest alone.

Han Xiao knows his hard work best, and now that he has finally returned to Bo's house, he hopes that Bo Sishen can feel the warmth of his family.

Get along well with Old Man Bo. Don't hurt the love between their grandparents and grandchildren because of Qiao Yichu.

Before Qiao Yi first appeared, there was actually no such tension between their uncle and nephew. To the point where you have to quarrel as soon as you meet.

Boji lowered his long eyelashes, and the sun outside the window softened his usual sharp silhouette: "They are not good to her." ”

At the mention of Bo Jingze, a chill like thin ice appeared in the man's narrow peach blossom eyes.

The tone in which he spoke was very paranoid: "My people, no one wants to touch them." ”

Han Xiao felt that he was hopeless, and Bo Sishen was usually calm and self-controlled.

But when it comes to things related to Qiao Yichu, he has no reason at all, and he seems to have changed as a person.

“…… You really are! Hopeless! Qiao Yichu is a red face! This woman is woe to the water! You're going to have to be killed by her sooner or later! ”

After scolding these words, Han Xiao was afraid that Bo Sishen would threaten him, so he immediately hung up the phone.

*

Yuhe No. 1 Middle School, the fifth class of high school

After the head teacher finished the test paper, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, the scholarship quota for this semester has been confirmed." ”

She flipped through the materials brought to the classroom from the podium, only to find that the list had fallen into the office: "You guys look at the paper first, I'll go get a list." ”

As soon as the head teacher left, there was a lot of commotion in the classroom.

"Who will be the first place this time?"

"It must be Qiao Wanbei again, don't let us guess such a suspenseless thing."

He Yiyi looked at Qiao Wan with pride and said, "That is, our family is in the top five of the second grade, can there be suspense?" ”

"Treat, take the first place in the age every time, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy!"

"yes, yes, you have to invite us to drink milk tea."

Qiao Wan was proud in her heart, but her face was still very modest: "No, everyone is also very good." The monthly exam is coming soon, and everyone is working hard, so I invite everyone to drink milk tea. ”

He Yiyi asked curiously: "Tell me, how do you plan to spend the 10,000 yuan this time?" ”

Song Zhi, who was sleeping in the back row of the classroom, was awakened when he heard the discussion of his classmates.

He raised his head irritably, and his tone was a little rushed: "It's noisy, can you shut up!" Did the teacher tell you to read the paper with your mouth? ”

As soon as the words fell, the classmates hurriedly shut up and didn't dare to say anything more.

Everyone doesn't want to mess with Song Zhi, he doesn't have any friends in Class 5, which is also related to his personality.

As for him, he is especially righteous to those who play well with him. But people who are not familiar with it, that's it, very cold.

Don't bother to say a word. He didn't want to come to Class 5 at all.

It was Song Jiaqi who forced him in, saying that he should study hard with the people in the class.

Qiao Wan glanced back at him at this time, she had already heard of Song Zhi's name.

Song Zhi's mother's name is Song Jiaqi, and she is the chief designer of the Hesu clothing brand.

Although the brand is young and only more than twenty years old, it is internationally famous, and many actors and celebrities visit their homes. Strangely, the founder is very low-key and barely shows his face in front of people.

After being silent for a while, Qiao Wan looked at Song Zhi with gentle eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, because I disturbed your rest." ”

*

From Han Xiao's soul torture: They are not good to Qiao Yichu, are you good to her? 'Bullying' people every day (running with the lid on the pot)