[Is my wife there? Why don't you answer my phone and don't reply to my messages? 】

[If you don't reply to my message, I'm going to look for you at your school.] 】

Qin Muhan sent a lot of messages, to sum up, it is basically the content of these two messages.

He didn't apologize to her, nor did he explain to her why he didn't return all night on a rainy night.

How could she give herself a reason to forgive Qin Muhan?

"Mo Wushuang, it's class time, why are you looking at your phone again?" Zhao Minghui stood beside Mo Wushuang, and when she saw Mo Wushuang's behavior of entering WeChat to check the message, she immediately asked sternly.

When Mo Wushuang heard this, a trace of bitterness and hidden pain slipped through his heart that he didn't understand, and he opened his mouth and said to Teacher Zhao:

"Teacher, since you also know that this is class time, why don't you go to class and stand here with me and stare at me and make trouble for me?"

Zhao Minghui heard Mo Wushuang's sharp rhetorical question, and suddenly became so angry that there was smoke above his head and his face turned blue:

"Sharp teeth."

"It's because you don't follow classroom discipline that I'm standing here to reason with you, not ......"

"I'm bothering you, you know?"

"Oh! I see! Mo Wushuang sighed, directly turned off his mobile phone, and then shook the phone with the black screen at Zhao Minghui:

"Teacher, now that I've turned off my phone, you can go to class, right?"

Seeing this, Zhao Minghui was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "......"

Fuck, after this dead girl regains her IQ, it's really hard!

Mo Wushuang looked at Zhao Minghui, whose face was like a palette, and said with a polite smile:

"Teacher, if you don't go to class, you'll be an unqualified teacher."

"We, the students, also have the right to ask the school to expel you and give us a qualified teacher."

Zhao Minghui was so angry when she heard this, she couldn't wait to scratch Mo Wushuang's delicate and sweet little face.

"I'm going to class."

This dead girl actually spurred her on in turn, she was really fucking angry.

Wait for her, it will be noon after this class, and the school will count the ranking of this monthly exam in the afternoon after eating.

When she got the report card, she immediately came to the class and swollen Mo Wushuang's face.

Zhao Minghui finished a class with a stomach full of anger, then turned around and left the classroom angrily, and quickly walked to the office.

After Zhao Minghui left, it was time for lunch.

The people in the class rushed to the cafeteria.

Mo Wushuang slowly packed up his things before getting up and walking in the direction of the cafeteria.

Although she has not had any appetite in recent times, she will try to eat a little for the sake of the little life in her belly.

Although she has now reached the legal age of marriage, she is a repeat student in high school, and she is not allowed to get married and have children in high school.

She and Qin Muhan secretly married in order not to let others know that she had broken the school's rules.

But marriage can be a good thing to hide from everyone, but pregnancy can't be hidden, and the child will grow up day by day in the womb.

When she has a big belly, how can she take the college entrance examination?

Whether the child stays or not, she hasn't thought about it yet.

Mo Wushuang casually ordered a meal and found a place to sit down.

She absentmindedly picked up her chopsticks, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of cabbage, and sent it to her mouth.

"Smack!" With a bang, a loud slap suddenly sounded.

Immediately after, the arrogant and domineering voice also exploded in Mo Wushuang's ears.

"How do you walk, you poor ghost, the food is splashed on me, are you blind?"

Mo Wushuang looked back suspiciously.

She saw that the white dress on Li Mengyao's body was stained with a drop of soybean-sized oil, and if she didn't look carefully, she couldn't see it.

Is it necessary to slap someone for such a small matter?

As soon as this doubt flashed through Mo Wushuang's mind, he saw a girl whose clothes were washed white, covering her cheeks in severe pain, and apologized resignedly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm going to wipe my clothes clean now."

As she spoke, she hurriedly took out a fur-edged pink handkerchief from her pocket and wanted to wipe the grease on Li Mengyao's clothes.

"Smack!" With a sound, Li Mengyao suddenly patted the back of the girl's hand hard, and angrily raised her fingers and poked the girl's head hard:

"Lin Yulian, don't think that if you pretend to be pitiful, you can let this matter pass."

"I'm telling you, the dress I have on me is a limited edition of the Emperor's Spirit, and the price is six figures."

"You have to lose money!"

When Mo Wushuang heard Lin Yulian's three words, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at the girl whose clothes were washed white and her body was so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow it down, but her appearance was pure and beautiful.

This girl she had seen in the rule of law column in her previous life, and her case was very special, and it was related to Gu Yuanhang's case.

Lin Yulian's head was poked red, but after hearing Li Mengyao's words, she didn't dare to complain, and said in a panic:

"Li Mengyao, I really didn't mean to, I don't have so much money to compensate you, can I help you wash your clothes?"

"What are you kidding, this is a limited edition of my clothes, there are less than ten pieces in the whole empire."

"What if you wash my clothes?"

"I can take it to a professional laundry and promise not to wash your clothes." Lin Yulian hurriedly replied.

Li Mengyao put her hands on her chest and looked at Lin Yulian condescendingly:

"I'm telling you, I bought this dress and wore it for the first time today."

"Luxury clothes can't be washed."

"You don't have a second way but to lose money."

"The price of this dress is 180,000 yuan, for the sake of our classmates, I will give you a friendship price of 150,000 yuan."

"Plop!" With a bang, Lin Yu knelt heavily on the ground, grabbed Li Mengyao's skirt and begged:

"Li Mengyao, you know my family conditions, I really can't take out 150,000!"

"Please, let me wash your skirt for you!"

She has a medicine jar at home, her mother needs to take medicine all year round, and her father is a scumbag, so he tricked her mother into buying a house for Xiaosan, and then eloped with Xiaosan with the money from the sale of the house.

The only thing she can do is work-study and scholarship support, and her and her mother's living expenses.

She really can't come up with so much money!

"Get out of here!" Li Mengyao kicked Lin Yulian's chest: "Don't touch me with your dirty hands, be careful to stain me with the poor sour smell on your body." ”

Lin Yulian's chest hurt and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

She didn't dare to exhale pain, so she quickly got up from the ground and continued to kneel in front of Li Mengyao, her eyes were red and she choked up:

"Li Mengyao, I really can't pay you back now, otherwise, I'll write you an IOU."

"Shall I repay you in installments?"