An Yang put his hands behind his back a little nervously and looked at Bai Nuan: "Nuan Nuan, is there something wrong?" ”

Bai Nuan didn't notice his movements, pressed the person on the sofa, and said very seriously: "I want to ask you how many people you can borrow, you need to be a little sharper." ”

"What do you want them to do?" They knew each other well, she didn't ask how his people came to be, and he didn't ask how she knew.

"Seeing that Song Zhengyang is not pleasing to the eye, I want to send him to prison." She is the successor of socialism, and she will never do anything excessive.

An Yang was stunned for a moment, and said with a hint of worry in his eyes: "Nuan Nuan, I'll come, he's not easy to deal with." ”

Song Zhengyang is easy to deal with, and the person who is difficult to deal with is the person behind him.

That person also took great pains to force him to submit willingly.

"No, just lend me." Bai Nuan sat next to him, pinching his knuckles, and having fun.

How could she possibly put Squishy in danger?

Especially...... The other party has to die with her, and to a certain extent, Song Zhengyang is close to an outlaw.

Terrible! Scared her to death.

Crowd: "??? "What nonsense?

The two of them were at a stalemate, but in the end, Anyang still didn't beat Bai Nuan and agreed.

Bai Nuan took the contact information, mercilessly left An Yang in the living room, and went back to the room by himself.

An Yang sat on the sofa, took out the hand behind his back, and opened his hand.

In the palm of his hand lies a bracelet quietly.

It was given to him by Nuan Nuan.

An Yang exhaled, clenched his fist and pressed it on his chest, closing his eyes to cover the pain of the struggle under his eyes.

He's warm......

On the other side, Song Yiyi was pulled over by Tang's mother to talk.

Something about Tang Yimian.

Mother Tang sat next to her, looked at Song Yiyi, sighed silently, and opened her mouth with a little unbearable: "Yiyi, how long have you been in this house?" ”

"Auntie, it's been more than half a year." Song Yiyi has not been in good spirits recently, with a little blue under her eyes, her expression is haggard, and her eyes are bloodshot.

Mother Tang listened, closed her eyes, reached out to hold Song Yiyi's hand, opened her eyes and looked at her, her eyes were a little red: "Yiyi, we have a child in our family, although my father and I don't restrict her, but her behavior in the past two days is really too much." ”

"She contradicted the teacher, went to tell the principal that the teacher was not good, and went to find someone to ask for justice, and she couldn't go to school......"

Tang's mother was a little choked up, and she raised her hand to wipe away her tears: "I know you have a good time with Mianmian, can you help Auntie persuade her?" Let her go to school. ”

"She's still a student, she's in her third year of high school, and I don't want her to regret it later......"

Tang Mu's voice was a little pleading.

She had told Tang Yimian before, but the child didn't listen, and she quarreled fiercely with them.

She was like being stunned, and she went crazy for Song Yiyi.

Although Tang's mother knew that the fault was not Song Yiyi, and she also felt sorry for Song Yiyi's experience.

But...... Her own children, as a mother, must be thoughtful, lest Tang Yimian hate them as parents when she thinks about it in the future.

Song Yiyi heard this, hung her head, pinched her other finger with her fingers, and tears rolled in her eyes.

She knew that Mianmian had done a lot for her, and she couldn't afford to pay it back.