Fu Qiran squatted down and pressed the cold knife to Yuan Shan's cheek.

Yuan Shan's body trembled, and his pupils shrank.

There was a look of fear on his face.

Fu Qiran chuckled, "Now you know that you're scared?" Why was he so arrogant just now? Well? ”

He slapped Yuan Shan's cheek with a knife.

The sharp blade gently slashed across Yuan Shan's cheek, and blood slid down his cheek.

Yuan Shan's body trembled violently, he didn't want to die, he was still young, and he had a broader life.

He wanted to speak, but he didn't know why, but he couldn't.

He could only look at Fu Qiran, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Fu Qiran didn't pay attention to Yuan Shan, he gestured with the knife, slowly slid down, and came to his heart.

The blade is still cold through the jersey.

At this moment, Fu Qiran's mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Didi"

Fu Qiran's eyes flashed slightly, took out his mobile phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Jiaojiao." His tone suddenly became soft.

"Mr. Fu, where are you?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked.

Fu Qiran glanced at Yuan Shan and stood up.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Mr. Fu, my shoulder hurts, I want to go home." Ruan Jiaojiao's voice came from the mobile phone, with a bit of coquettishness.

Fu Qiran rolled his throat, "I'll be back soon." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao responded with an "um" and hung up the phone.

Fu Qiran put away his mobile phone, glanced at Yuan Shan coldly, and turned to leave.

A few minutes after Fu Qiran left, Yuan Shan slowly recovered.

He clutched his arms, and there was still fear in his eyes.

What kind of person is that man?

On the other side, Ruan Jiaojiao pinched her mobile phone and looked out the window with some concern.

After Fu Qiran left just now, she always had a bad premonition.

There was always a thought in her head that she had to do something, she had to do something.

She didn't know why she had such thoughts, she just knew that she had to do something.

That's why she called Fu Qiran uncharacteristically, complaining aggrievedly that her shoulder hurts.

After hearing Fu Qiran say that he would be back soon, her heart, which seemed to be about to jump out of her body, slowly calmed down.

Although it calmed down, she was still a little worried.

Mr. Fu, he's not going to do something bad, is he?

Ruan Jiaojiao thought so, and suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away.

Her eyes lit up and she took the initiative to pull the car door.

"Mr. Fu." She got out of the car and walked to Fu Qiran's side.

Fu Qiran saw Ruan Jiaojiao get out of the car, walked quickly to her side, and directly stopped her waist and hugged her.

"How did you get off?" Fu Qiran said with a little helplessness, "If you are injured, rest well." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao smiled when she heard this, and the pear vortex on her little face was a little sweet.

"I wanted to see Mr. Fu soon, so I got out of the car."

"Also, I hurt my shoulder, not my leg."

Fu Qiran lowered his head and looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, who was inexplicably happy, his eyes flashed.

"Jiaojiao is happy?" He asked.

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, "I'm very happy to see the handsome and handsome Mr. Fu." ”

The most important thing is that seeing that Mr. Fu doesn't even have a single mess of hair, he shouldn't have done anything bad.

She should have been thinking too much just now, Mr. Fu should just go and say hello to the principal, right?

When Fu Qiran heard Ruan Jiaojiao say this, the smile on his face was obviously more real.

"I'm also very happy to see the beautiful and lovely Jiaojiao."