Chapter 37: Watching the Theater

A few minutes later, a mournful pleading rang out in the music classroom.

"Don't, Linlin, I didn't lie, ah......"

Several women scuffled together, to be precise, Zhang Yongxi was unilaterally pressed on the floor and beaten by several followers, and in order to win Sun Meilin's trust, they also fought hard.

"It's still hard-mouthed, you said that Song Canran seduced Senior Ye, and you still don't honestly explain it to Sister Meilin!"

"Say, did Senior Ye come here with you?"

"Did you ask Senior Ye to come here to seduce him!"

"I didn't, ah......"

After a while, Zhang Yongxi's hair was torn into a chicken nest, the collar was torn, and there were blood marks on the carefully groomed little face.

I have to admire her tenacious will, and in this case, she still refuses to admit it, and she is wronged one by one.

Song Canran looked at this scene coldly, Zhang Yongxi glanced at her, and screamed sadly: "Canran, please let me go, I was really worried that you came to you, you believe me." ”

Begging her?

Song Cangran sneered in his heart.

There is no mistake.

She is the victim, if she wasn't smart, she would be the one lying here and being bullied.

Zhang Yongxi didn't forget to pull her into the water at this time.

"Sun Meilin, this is the school, do you really think you can be lawless?"

She said lightly, turned her head and walked outside.

That's right, she can't wait for Zhang Yongxi to die, but isn't it now, Sun Meilin is making such a big move here, do you really think no one cares?

She wasn't interested in messing around with this idiot.

Huo Zizhao also followed with interest.

At this time, the classmate who opened the door for Ye Weifan also came over, and when he saw this scene, he was surprised.

"What are you doing? Stop, I'm calling security. ”

Song Canran had already walked to the door and heard Ye Weifan's cold voice behind him.

"Sun Meilin, haven't you seen a man in your eight lifetimes?"

Her steps paused slightly.

"Two-legged toads are hard to find, two-legged men are all over the street, if it's not enough, I can also introduce it to you," Ye Weifan sneered: "If you want face, don't bother me again, besides, if you dare to say that I am your man, I will not be polite to you." ”

"Ye Weifan!" Sun Meilin yelled angrily: "You have to say it again." ”

"It's no problem to say it again as many times as you want, you, don't dangle in front of me anymore if you have anything to do in the future, I hate you, and it makes me sick to hear your voice!"

"Ah, I'll kill you!" Sun Meilin was so angry that she slapped her and was coldly grabbed by Ye Weifan's wrist.

"Get out, touching you will dirty my hands."

He pushed coldly, and Sun Meilin staggered back a few steps, and was supported by a certain follower.

Sun Meilin was unconscious, looking at Ye Weifan shaking the hand that had touched her in disgust, it seemed to be stained with something dirty, and her eyes were red with anger.

"Ye Weifan, no one dares to humiliate me like this, you wait, I won't let you have a good time."

"Hehe," Ye Weifan hooked his lips disdainfully: "You still want to throw your face on a man?" Sun Meilin, you are so cheap. ”

Song Canran was looking at it happily, stretched out a big palm from behind her back, pulled her little brain melon seeds, she glared, and saw Huo Zizhao's demonic face.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Hey, you're ......"

She snorted, Huo Zizhao grabbed her small waist, and walked out without saying anything, and in the end, she only had time to hear Sun Meilin's scream: "The surname Ye, I will never spare you......"