"Su, wait! No...... Things are not what you imagined!

Jiang Lingfeng was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, and when he opened his mouth, he wanted to explain a thing or two to Su Mohan. But where can you still see that petite figure?!

She's long gone without a trace, all right!

So, on the empty corridor, there was only the handsome teacher Jiang Lingfeng, beating his chest and screaming weakly:

What the hell is the furnace ding, what the hell?

What is qualified, what is not qualified?!

He, he, he- didn't mean that at all!

Who did he recruit and provoke whom?

Or—

This Su Mohan is really in conflict with him, is God, sent to restrain him?!

Ahhh

Jiang Lingfeng was speechless, and almost wanted to run away.

The next day was spent in the students' intense and busy study, and Su Mohan's secret self-movement cultivation.

The freshman class students who were still coaxing in the morning, clamoring to make Su Mohan rough, and after recognizing Su Mohan's setting that she was a partial emperor, their hostility towards her disappeared.

In particular, after Yin Chenxi, the grass grass in the school, came forward to publicly support Su Mohan. This 'Su Xuescum' incident provoked by Lin Yiling and Sun Yuanyuan has completely subsided.

It's just—

Throughout the day, whether it was a teacher or a class teacher, Mr. Zou, Su Mohan's attitude towards Su Mohan made Su Mohan feel a little suspicious.

In particular—

Ms. Gao, the head of the year group, and Ms. Wang, the director of education, came together again in the afternoon. This time, he went straight to Su Mohan and greeted her well. This makes Su Mohan, how do you look at it, how do you feel weird!

These are the people......

What is the ...... of this kind of abnormal performance? Why?

However, all this, when Su Mohan saw the extended Rolls-Royce Phantom outside the school gate after school, the answer flashed in her mind.

"Wow~~, silently, look! look! That car, so handsome! so cool! so cool! If only I could go up and sit down!"

As soon as she left the school gate, Qin Xiaoyue saw the incomparably sassy and eye-catching black extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom that was parked at the gate of the school at this time.

The little girl immediately exclaimed in exclamation.

A small face, red because of excitement.

“......”

Su Mohan, who couldn't get the excitement of his friend at all, raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and before he could say anything, a tall man figure couldn't wait to flash out in the black extended Rolls-Royce Phantom car.

"Momo, you're finally out!

The handsome and tall young man, with a few brisk steps, ran to the petite girl. Not without earnestness.

Isn't it Su Mohan's cheap brother - our Leng Da President, Leng Tingjun, but who is it?

"Why are you here?"

Seeing that someone was coming, Su Mohan raised his eyebrows.

"Well——, I ......"

Seeing Su Mohan's indifferent attitude, Leng Tingjun was not annoyed, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qin Xiaoyue beside Su Mohan:

"Wow~~, oh my God! Oh my God! What did I see?

That one...... This handsome guy, you are the president of Leng's enterprise, Leng Tingjun, right......! I didn't recognize the wrong person!"

Qin Xiaoyue's classmates were babbling, chattering without any image.

“...... Xiao Yue~~"

Su Mohan had no choice but to support his forehead. There was a faint twitch in the forehead.

And Leng Tingjun twitched the corner of his mouth:

Live Leng Tingjun?!

What kind of words are these?

He's not a dead man!

Yes, of course...... Alive, good or not!