Chapter 16: Wincho? She deserves it too?

Wen Qiao could laugh angrily at this 'Miss White Lotus' when he returned.

50,000 yuan?

Do you want her to apologize to Wen Jianmin?

Miss Bai Lian probably thinks that she is a great good person, and she is too handy for the position of Pacific police.

Lu Youyou exploded angrily, snatched the UnionPay card from Xu Lu's hand, and smashed it on her face: "Wen Jianmin bought a piano for your stepdaughter, which is 200,000 yuan casually, who are you spoiling with these 50,000 yuan?" You're still touching yourself, aren't you? Take your 50,000 yuan and get out of here, and dare to insult Qiao Qiao again, I don't mind having a demerit on my back on this graduation occasion! ”

After speaking, he began to roll up his sleeves.

Xu Lu picked up the UnionPay card on the ground aggrievedly, and said with red eyes: "I'm all kind, besides, Uncle Wen wants to buy me a piano, it's all his will, and I didn't force him, how can you blame me for this kind of thing?" Wincho, aren't we friends? ”

Wen Qiao looked at her indifferently, Xu Lu was a seemingly non-aggressive person, with superb means, she was not defenseless against Xu Lu's deliberate approach in her previous life, and even listened to her brainwashing and did not go to college.

Now it seems that Xu Lu approached her from the beginning with bad intentions, and she was just deceived by that harmless face of humans and animals.

"We were never friends." Wen Qiao's voice was so cold that Xu Lu was a little worried.

"So, stop pretending to be a good person in front of me and disgusting me, do you understand? That's between me and my dad, you are an outsider, don't get involved. ”

"What's wrong?" The boy standing behind Xu Lu is called Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan is handsome, his family is rich, his grades are excellent, and he is a man of the year in the ninth middle school.

It was at the age of seventeen or eighteen when love first opened, Wen Qiao also moved his heart to him, Xu Lu encouraged her to write a love letter, and she wrote a love letter with her true feelings.

Wen Qiao, a girl who is so beautiful that she is almost bewitching, has always had a bad reputation in high school, even if she has never been in love once, she was stunned by many rumors such as 'disorderly private life' and 'chaotic style'.

Zhuang Yan knew her from rumors, sealed her coffin, and determined that she was that kind of person, and indifferently threw a sentence about her liking-

'Wincho? She deserves it too? ’

After that, he casually threw her love letter into the trash.

The do-gooder turned out her love letter and posted it on the school billboard, and every word of the girl's affection became a weapon used by those people to hurt her, and Wen Qiao couldn't avoid ridicule wherever she went.

wrote a love letter in her sophomore year of high school, and the whole school ridiculed her for a year.

She became the biggest laughing stock of the Nine.

Looking at it now, the young man is tall and handsome, but he is too ruthless, how could she be sad for such a heartless person for a whole year?

It's not worth it.

As soon as Xu Lu saw Zhuang Yan, two lines of tears, and when he said it, Lu Youyou sneered lightly: "What kind of central sound is the test?" Just forget about the central drama, don't waste such good acting skills. ”

Xu Lu plays the piano, Zhuang Yan plays the violin, and whenever there is any activity at school, the two of them perform together.

Everyone thinks they are a talented and beautiful couple.

Xu Lu hurriedly wiped her tears: "I'm fine, it's okay, it's none of Wen Qiao's business." ”

If it was in the past, worried that Zhuang Yan would misunderstand, Wen Qiao would definitely be in a hurry to explain, but now, her heart is like water, and misunderstanding is misunderstanding, she no longer cares about Zhuang Yan's opinion.

Lu Youyou sneered: "Don't cry, is the inner eyeliner waterproof or not?" The makeup is going to be pasty. ”

Zhuang Yan frowned, his light gaze swept on Wen Qiao's face, and Wen Qiao indifferently grabbed Lu Youyou's arm: "Let's go." ”