Chapter Thirty-Eight: Ahem, Just Take a Look

"Wanning, isn't your father going to punish Gong Qinghan?"

Yi Wen'er put down the knife and fork and looked at Jiang Wanning, who had an ugly face on the opposite side, and said

"Who knows what my daddy thinks, usually daddy spoils me the most, but this time I was hurt like this, he even lost his temper with me and told me not to provoke her again"

Jiang Wanning felt aggrieved when she thought of her father's attitude that day, when had she ever been so angry since she was a child

Yi Wen'er frowned when she heard this, this palace Qinghan is really not simple, but what background does she have that makes Jiang Wentao jealous

Yesterday, I sent someone to investigate, and I said that there was no such person, and I couldn't find a person with my family's ability, is this person too powerful or too small?

Could it be that the cold of the palace jumped out of the cracks in the stones?

"By the way, Wen'er, if you go and check on the cold of that palace, I want to see who she is!"

"I had people check it yesterday and found nothing"

"How come, why can't you even find out" Jiang Wanning said in surprise

"Well, but I've checked, there is no surname palace at all in high society, I think that the palace is cold and eighty percent is a hillbilly from a rural mountain village, and the wild girl has a lot of strength, so you suffered a loss before"

"Then why is my daddy still like that"!

"Your father is a dignified principal, reputation is the most important thing, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at his every move, besides, that palace Qinghan has just transferred to another school, if something happens, what will others think of Shengying, how will they think of your father?"

A hint of calculation flashed in Yi Wen'er's eyes, unfathomable, right, let Jiang Wanning try how deep this pool of water is

"Maybe, hmph, it's naturally best that she doesn't have any background, and I'll have to get this account back sooner or later."

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This time, Shangguan Yu rarely did not pester Gong Qinghan, but ran all the way back to the student union office building

Yan Jingcheng, who was sitting in front of the computer, saw Shangguan Yu who was in a hurry, and quipped:

"Yo, isn't this Shangguan Dashao, why, Xiao Qingqing didn't pester you today but ran to this singles' nest"

Shangguan Yu ignored Yan Jingcheng, who had a strange yin and yang atmosphere, and looked around as soon as he came in

"I'll go, Shangguan Yu, what are you doing!" Yan Jingcheng looked at the paper flying all over the house and burst out a sentence

"Huh~ Why not"!

"What are you looking for?"

"Do you know where Xiao Qingqing's file is"?

In addition to the principal's file, each student of Shengying also has a copy of the student council.

The file includes the student's family status, information from elementary school to high school, what awards he has received, what punishment he has received, and the student's physical condition

"What are you looking for that?"

Chu Mufeng stopped the movements in his hand and looked at Shangguan Yu curiously

"I'll just say that you have to fight for a lifetime, the first rule of Shangguan's ancestral pickle girl is to know your prey, so that you know yourself and know that the other side can win all battles, so that you can hold the beauty!

Gotta get it, I'll tell you that you don't understand, have you seen the file?" Shangguan Yu waved his hand to get back to the point

Nangong Ling Tian's handsome face, who was sitting at the desk with a document in one hand, was rarely a little unnatural, and threw the information in his hand on the table:

"Ahem, you're looking for this"? He stretched out his finger and pointed to the materials that had just been thrown on the table

Shangguan Yu bypassed the desk and came to Nangong Ling Tian's side, reaching out to pick up the information on the table, which was exactly the file of Gong Qinghan that Shangguan Yu was looking for

"Why are you here, don't say it earlier"!

"Ahem, just take a look"! Nangong Ling Tian's face was not red, his breath was not breathing, and he said lightly