"How do you know it's her...... It's not her, you don't care, it's my business. ”

Zhao Wanrong bit her lip and pulled her hand back, and Song Jiaoyang stopped and raised her wrist to her shoulder.

"If you still want to treat your brother, call Xia Lingli and say that your boyfriend wants to see her."

Thinking of her younger brother, Zhao Wanrong compromised again, and Song Jiaoyang claimed to be her boyfriend, which caused ripples in her heart.

She always thought that Song Jiaoyang was supporting her, just treating her as a plaything, and usually only knew how to bully her, but she didn't expect him to stand up for her and think of herself as her boyfriend.

Zhao Wanrong took out her mobile phone and called Shu Ange at Song Jiaoyang's insistence.

Shu Ange was sorting out the term papers, and when he saw Zhao Wanrong's call, he frowned and pinched it off.

"She doesn't answer my phone ......"

Zhao Wanrong looked at Song Jiaoyang, he took her mobile phone and called the number on it.

The mobile phone rang again, it was an unfamiliar number, Shu Ange thought about it and pressed the answer button.

If it's an important call, it's not good to miss it, if it's Zhao Wanrong, if she doesn't answer it again, I'm afraid she will keep changing her number and calling.

The phone was connected, Song Jiaoyang squinted his eyes slightly, and asked arrogantly: "Are you Xia Lingli?" ”

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'm Zhao Wanrong's boyfriend, come out and meet here in the small garden of Peiwenlou."

The completely unfamiliar voice made Shu Ange subconsciously ask: "Which boyfriend are you?" ”

The microphone was loud, and after Zhao Wanrong heard it, her nervous lips turned white, and Song Jiaoyang returned with a dark face: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll limit you to appear in front of me within ten minutes, otherwise-"

Shu Ange was going to hang up the phone and let Zhao Wanrong and her concubine jump, but after thinking about it, she suddenly noticed it in her heart.

"See you in ten minutes? Well, okay, I'll clean up and go over. ”

Shu Ange's laughing and groaning voice made Zhao Wanrong have an ominous premonition in her heart. After Song Jiaoyang hung up the phone, she pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered, "President Song, let's go...... This is the school, and it's best not to be too obtrusive. ”

Song Jiaoyang put the phone in his pocket, held Zhao Wanrong down, and asked her to sit side by side on the bench with him.

"What are you afraid of, with me, don't be afraid of anything. How many times did she slap you? ”

Song Jiaoyang reached out and touched Zhao Wanrong's swollen cheeks, and asked her with a frown.

"Two ......"

Zhao Wanrong replied weakly, and he said domineeringly: "If she slaps you twice, you will hit you back twenty times, and you will pay back ten times." ”

In the dormitory, Shu Ange stretched out and didn't rush out. She first found Li Weiwen's number from the phone book, and then found Wen Niluo's number in the group of the student union.

Other people's Shu Ange can't be contacted, and she can still find these two.

Shu Ange first called Li Weiwen's number, and the other party asked in a cold tone: "What's the matter with me, I'll hang up the phone if it's okay." ”

In the past, Li Weiwen and Xia Lingli had a good relationship, but since he fell in love with Zhao Wanrong and had a relationship with each other, and Shu Ange fell out with Zhao Wanrong again, he didn't have a good face for Shu Ange.

"I slapped Zhao Wanrong twice just now, she should be crying in the small garden of Peiwenlou now."

"What, you actually beat Wan Rong? Xia Lingli, why are you so vicious, you beat someone and tell me in such a brisk tone, are you showing off? ”

The more Li Weiwen thought about it, the more angry he became, and shouted at the phone: "Being liked by someone like you, I'm really-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he found that the phone had been hung up.

The next thing to dial was Wen Niluo's mobile phone number, Shu Ange had nothing to do with him, but his first words were: "Are you Xia Lingli?" Why call me. ”

"It seems that Chairman Wen and Zhao Wanrong have a good relationship, it's nothing, it's just that I slapped her twice just now, and she is crying in the small garden of Peiwen Building now."

"How dare you hit her—"

Like Li Weiwen, Wen Niluo's words were not finished, and the phone had already hung up.

Thinking of Zhao Wanrong crying alone in the small garden, Wen Niro put down what he was doing and hurried towards Peiwen Tower.

After making the call, Shu Ange carried his schoolbag, put on a baseball cap, and put on nunchucks for self-defense, and walked towards Peiwen Building in a leisurely manner.

The girls' dormitory was far away from Peiwen Building, so the other two might have rushed ahead of her.

Shu Ange is looking forward to the scene where Zhao Wanrong and her "boyfriend" meet with her other two boyfriends.

Now a few men should still be in the dark, and it is thanks to Zhao Wanrong's acting skills, otherwise she would have been debunked long ago if she was maneuvering between several men with her IQ.

After Shu Ange arrived at the small garden, he saw Zhao Wanrong leaning on the tall man's arms at a glance.

She glanced at the other party, compared the plot prompts she had received before, and guessed if he was the president named Song Jiaoyang.

Song Jiaoyang looked at the girl wearing a baseball cap in front of him, and felt a deep disgust in his heart.

White shirt, jeans, baseball cap, and presumptuous eyes, one is not easy to get along with, no wonder Zhao Wanrong will be bullied by her.

He glanced at her coldly, then pulled his tie, raised his chin and said, "Apologize to Wanrong, I slapped myself twenty times, if she forgives you, I won't pursue you anymore." ”

"Huh? Do you think you are the king of heaven? ”

Shu Ange laughed unceremoniously and lifted the brim of his hat, revealing a sneering face.

Song Jiaoyang was furious, stepped forward and wanted to reach out and grab Shu Ange's shoulder.

Shu Ange took a step back, took out the nunchucks from his schoolbag with one hand, and shook them away in front of Zhao Wanrong and the others.

Zhao Wanrong was startled, grabbed Song Jiaoyang's arm and said, "President Song, be careful." ”

Hearing the title of President Song, Shu Ange nodded, and said in a tone that knew his heart: "It turned out to be President Song Jiaoyang, no wonder he is so cross-front, do you want to fight?" ”

One dozen four, in the case of the other party with a knife, Shu Ange still muttered a little. In the case of the other party's bare hands and she is carrying a weapon, it is simply not too easy.

Song Jiaoyang hugged Zhao Wanrong in his arms, touched her cheek distressedly and said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you." ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shu Ange with a cold face: "The stinky girl who doesn't know the height of the sky, the schoolyard violence against her roommates, and the beating of others." ”

Shu Ange played with the nunchucks in his hand, and glanced at Song Jiaoyang funny: "This noble president, I will only defend myself and will not take the initiative to beat people, please rest assured." ”

Her ruffian appearance provoked Song Jiaoyang to feel a fire in his heart, he held Zhao Wanrong in one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to call the secretary: "Lu Ting, send a few people to LH Normal University." ”