Bo Jingshen saw that his face was not quite right, so he just sat down and stood up again, and walked over quickly.

Yan Zijin pointed to the video, "Although it's not good to peep at other people's privacy, there is no way, the privacy space password of this mobile phone is too low-level, and I didn't have time to react before I could break it." I feel a little wrong with this, you can see for yourself. ”

He stood up and left the space.

When Bo Jingshen saw the cover of the video, his brows frowned slightly, and when he opened it, he was a little surprised by the content inside.

Many people don't feel anything when they talk about school violence, they only feel that the students who are being violated are pitiful, and they reprimand parents for not educating their children and teachers for not taking good care of students.

But when I really saw the video content about school violence, the shock in my heart was far stronger than what I heard.

Deliberately distorting the facts, insulting, insulting, slapping, and even being photographed with the school uniform lifted......

Bo Jingshen frowned, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

He tapped on the keyboard, locked and hid the space, and then called Yan Zijin back.

Yan Zijin saw his face, and he was also a little nervous, and swallowed his cigarette, "Bo Jingshen, don't you just know that your wife watches an A-movie, why are you staring at me like this?" ”

Bo Shenshen said quietly: "No." ”

Yan Zijin waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense!" ”

He sat back in his seat and muttered: "Who doesn't know that this kind of campus style is prevalent in island countries, I didn't peek, I just looked at the cover, and then I ...... girls look at it."

Bo Depth glanced at him coldly.

Yan Zijin immediately closed his mouth, smiled at him, and pulled his hand to his mouth.

He shut up, can't he shut up?!

After Bo Jingshen left, Yan Zijin dared to whisper and mumble a few words.

-

Fu Chaochao came to a café, there were not many people in the café, and the environment was quiet.

There was a beautifully dressed girl with short hair holding a coffee cup a little nervously, her eyes were fascinated, as if she was thinking about something, and she lowered her head from time to time to take a sip.

Fu Chaochao walked up to her and sat down.

The girl was a little frightened when she saw someone sitting down, and said, "I'm sorry, but there's someone here—"

Fu Chaochao raised his head slightly, let her see her eyes and entire facial features, and said calmly: "It's me." ”

The girl's body shook, swallowed her cigarette nervously, and asked tentatively, "Fu Chaochao." ”

She handed the girl a voice recorder and said, "You have seen all the messages I sent, I need your help." ”

Not all rich second generations are bad people, people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the same is true for rich and wealthy families.

Gong Naixin is a rich and noble family, and the business done by her parents is no worse than that of the Fu family, and she is well educated, gentle and polite, and a little naïve and ignorant of the world.

The children of poor families have long been in charge of the family, and they have tasted the hardships of the world long ago.

If the parents of the children of rich families have not thought about letting their children inherit the family business, and they will teach their children, they will all cultivate them to be kind, beautiful, lovely and generous "princesses".

Gong Naixin is such a princess.

She doesn't have the temper that the rich second generation should have, but her personality reveals the atmosphere of wealth from beginning to end.

In her sophomore year of high school, she transferred to Fu Chaochao's class, and after only staying for a week, she transferred to another school.

Fu Chaochao remembered her the most that she was lying on the empty playground after school, and Gong Naixin suddenly appeared and handed her a band-aid with a look full of pity.

Since then, she has been on a transfer.

She seems to have appeared in your world, and it is as if she never appeared.