Chapter 52: The Wolf Rides a Bamboo Horse (17)
"Hehe, it's obviously a male, but I have to learn from the little girl to be so pretentious and cute, I get goosebumps all over my body, how much is it?"
Ding Xiaoke's tone was bad enough to damage the system, so he asked the price impatiently.
[100,000 at a time]
Ding Xiaoke tried his best to cover his chest and prevent himself from spurting out a mouthful of old blood.
100,000 to inquire about a message......
Why didn't it grab it?
"For the sake of me being your host, will you give me a family price?"
Ding Xiaoke bargained, and his tone became gentle.
[No! The silver family is also short of money, okay! 】
"A penny, you'd better be happy when you pay me in the future! Otherwise, I won't let you go! ”
After Ding Xiaoke spent 100,000 yuan painfully, he got the news he wanted.
Liu Xiaoqiao's father is a very high-status government official in the city.
Not long ago, she came back from other places to go to high school, and it was impossible for her to enter the No. 1 Middle School in the city with her grades and past black history, but Liu Xiaoqiao's father easily sent her in by virtue of her relationship and status.
As for Ding Xiaoke's results, he was changed.
The subject is a cousin of Liu Xiaoqiao.
In other words, the results on Ding Xiaoke's transcript are not hers, they are Liu Xiaoqiao's cousin.
And her real results are on the report card of Liu Xiaoqiao's cousin.
The phone rings.
It's Murong Hai's.
"Sister Xiaoke, I'm in City No. 1 Middle School, what about you?"
His tone stopped excited.
"Me? Of course, I'll be where you are! ”
Ding Xiaoke's tone was very relaxed.
"But I have something to do now, hang up first, see you at school!"
She hurriedly hung up.
Without Cheng Yu, she wanted to do something, and it was really a bit difficult.
The other side.
Murong Hai held the mobile phone, still maintaining the action of answering, and did not let go for a long time.
Sister Xiaoke, she lied......
They have known each other for so many years, and Murong Hai couldn't be more familiar with Ding Xiaoke's every move. With just one look, he knew what she wanted and what she wanted to do.
He knew very well that Ding Xiaoke had lied to him just now.
She was not admitted to the city No. 1 high school.
At this time, the phone vibrated suddenly.
Murong Hai finally moved and pressed the answer button.
"Have you figured it out?"
There was a female voice from inside, arrogant and conceited.
"This time, I just didn't let her enter the No. 1 Middle School in the city, and next time I ...... Probably crippled. ”
When he said this, a trace of cruel viciousness crossed Liu Xiaoqiao's delicate face.
"If you promise to be with me, then I won't bother with her anymore."
Liu Xiaoqiao pinched off a cigarette, threw it into the ashtray casually, and exhaled a long breath.
She was surrounded by colorful spotlights, the sound of wine glasses clashing, mixed with the cacophony of orchestral music, and men and women dancing to their heart's content.
She was answered by a long silence.
The corners of Liu Xiaoqiao's mouth hooked slightly.
It didn't matter, what she had was patience and waiting for him to agree.
Although it is said that Murong Hai's family does have some money, what can they do if they have money and no power.
The strength of Murong Hai and Ding Xiaoke's family is as small as ants in front of the power of their family!
Drops –
Sudden hang-up.
Liu Xiaoqiao didn't wait for a reply for a long time, but was hung up mercilessly, so angry that he slammed the phone and said viciously, "Okay, let's wait and see!" ”
After Murong Hai hung up the phone, he inserted the mobile phone into his trouser pocket, walked to the balcony, folded his hands, supported the railing, and looked at the sunset in the distance.
The last rays of sunset fell on his face, reflecting the young man's delicate eyebrows, gentle and beautiful.
It is as beautiful as the bright moon in the reflection of the spring river.
Maybe he has been with Ding Xiaoke for a long time, and when there is no one around, his eyebrows will inadvertently reveal a touch of maturity and profundity that does not belong to this age.