"Let's go." Qin Wei said.

"Where to go? Ye Tiantian hasn't come back yet? Lu Hao looked at Ye Tiantian's figure that had just disappeared.

"Go back to the classroom, where else would you go?" Qin Wei walked past Lu Hao's side and walked straight forward.

"But ......"

Qin Wei said, "But what's the matter? I don't like Ye Tiantian, can't I see it? You, if you don't leave, stay here and wait for her if you don't leave. Heaped up, you can confess when you see her, I'll go first......"

"Well, I'd better wait, after all, she's going to find me a doctor."

The last thing Lu Hao wanted to hear was that Qin Wei asked him to confess to Ye Tiantian, but it seemed immoral to just leave?

He hesitated.

Qin Wei had already strode away.

What are you waiting for? Ye Tiantian won't come back anyway.

Xiao Yan probably appeared at this plot point, Ye Tiantian was shocked by Xiao Yan, and she liked Xiao Yan.

By the way, Ye Tiantian bumped into Xiao Yan, it seems that it was because he was buying medicine for Lu Hao.

The pills were scattered all over the ground, and she twisted her foot again, Xiao Yan asked her to be sent to the hospital, and she took a film and a fluoroscopic X-ray, and made a big oolong.

On Lu Hao's side, he pretended to be sick in the plot in order to verify that Ye Tiantian liked him.

And this time, Lu Hao stayed because of his sense of morality.

Qin Wei returned to the classroom, the teacher happened to be absent, I heard that there was a big man visiting the school, the teachers went back to the office for a meeting, and each classroom was temporarily self-studying.

Qin Wei returned to her seat, and it was about twenty minutes later.

She saw Lu Hao coming back.

Looking at Lu Hao, bowing his head, Qin Wei continued to do the question.

Lu Hao pursed his thin lips, tightly, and became a straight line.

He didn't know why Ye Tiantian didn't come, but if he was really a patient with a sudden attack, then these twenty minutes would probably be enough for him to die dozens of times.

Ye Tiantian, in addition to being a hypocrisy and a fake immortal, she can even ignore human life.

This girl will still be far away in the future.

Lu Hao took the pen, did the exercises, and quickly put Ye Tiantian aside.

For the current Lu Hao, Ye Tiantian is just a passer-by in the same class, although people hate it, but if they don't deal with it, they can do anything.

Passers-by, who cares if she is good or bad?

*

Today is Saturday.

One is customary to have a one-and-a-half-day holiday, from noon on Saturday to the afternoon of the next day.

Qin Wei and Lu Hao came down from Uncle Li's business run, and obviously felt that something was wrong with the Lu family.

The sound of talking and laughing came from afar in the villa, and the security guard at the door was also very energetic, as if some distinguished guest was visiting.

That Rolls-Royce is a collector's item, there is no one in the entire city A, and the license plate is still Jing A.

Lu Hao felt strange when he looked at it, he followed his subordinates to the side to change into men's clothes, put on a baseball cap, and then followed Qin Wei to the villa.

"Do you know any of the people in here?" Lu Hao looked at Qin Wei's calm expression, as if he already knew who was inside.

"Xiao Yan, my fiancé." Qin Wei responded lightly.

"Are you engaged?" Lu Hao's expression was a little subtle, and he remembered the strong kiss she gave him at the construction site before.

Girl with soft lips ......

"The family can only arrange it like this."

Soon-

This word made Lu Hao start to guess that the so-called Xiao Yan must not be in line with Qin Wei's aesthetics.

He...... Surely not as good-looking as him, right?

Lu Hao looked at Qin Wei.

There seems to be some jealousy in my heart, and it is a little complicated.

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