Chi Miao's eyes widened, "Can't I know?" Jiang Sheng, the world is very small, I met your brother and He Shuyuan in the hospital yesterday. ”

Jiang Sheng listened, his frowning brows did not relax in the slightest, how hideous a face like a work of art looked.

"What did she say to you?"

In the context of only one adult and a young child who is not familiar with the world, the reference of this TA is quite clear. Chi Miao shook her hand and couldn't break away from him, "What can your stepmother and I talk about, it's just for me to remind you to participate in the drinking party." ”

"So what? My dad is the chairman of Hongcheng, what are you angry about? ”

Jiang Sheng's expression was still pitiful, but there was a black wind pressure visible to the naked eye around his body that was slowly released, gradually forming a rather terrifying black hole.

Chi Miao was a little stunned.

She suddenly thought of the game of whack-a-mole she played when she was a child, and now Jiang Sheng is like that ruthless hammer, smashing hard and fiercely, with a resolute posture.

"I'm not angry." She looked away, "Let me go." You're not afraid of being late, I'm afraid, I'm going to write Chinese silently for self-study this morning, don't delay my time. ”

He pursed his lips and remained motionless, Chi Miao was angry, and stepped on his sneakers, "Let go of me!" ”

Taking advantage of the moment when Jiang Sheng relaxed her strength in surprise, she snorted and ran away, gasping for breath and stopping a taxi outside the community.

*

If Jiang Sheng is a big hammer and Zhong Kui, then Chi Miao is Bao Qingtian alive. Not to mention the living, even the dead dare not come forward easily.

Meng Ruoting looked at Chi Miao, who was sitting in the front row of him, and poked her until the end of class, and asked half with concern and half curiosity: "Chi Miao, did someone lift your bed board when you were sleeping last night?" ”

"It's more annoying than that." Chi Miao snorted.

Meng Ruoting looked inexplicable, she had never seen Chi Miaosheng sulk so much after knowing her for so many years.

"Whoever provoked you, you sent Jiang Sheng to clean him up, and let that person know the power of Jiang's iron fist."

"Why are you mentioning him!" Chi Miao sat up in shock in her dying illness, "Don't let me hear that name again." ”

Damn, she stepped on thunder? Meng Ruoting was taken aback, "You're overreacting." Did Jiang Sheng make you angry? Did you quarrel? ”

"There was no quarrel." Chi Miao said gloomily, "I was just angry to death unilaterally." ”

But—even she couldn't tell what she was angry about.

Is it because of Jiang Sheng's concealment? She didn't take the initiative to confess her neighborhood relationship with Jiang Sheng to her close friends, because she didn't want to be involved with Jiang Sheng, and it was best to be a stranger all the time.

But she didn't think that the current Jiang Sheng was determined to draw a line with herself.

Perhaps, he didn't want to hide it from her at all, but he felt that his family background was not worth talking about, so he unconsciously ignored it.

Think about it calmly, it's not impossible.

The subject teachers have changed wave after wave.

Chi Miao looked at the board book on the blackboard like a wood, and her empty gaze finally attracted Wu Jian's attention, "Chi Miao! When you get sleepy, go and stand in the back. ”

Holding the textbook and workbook, she stood straight at the back of the classroom for a whole class, and her physical exhaustion made her slightly shift her attention from Jiang Sheng's affairs.

However, the mood is still indescribably depressed.

Chi Miao had to admit that she actually hoped that she knew less about Jiang Sheng.

Because, it seems, the more she knows everything about him, the more she feels that he is so far away from her.