The Mo Beiyan on the phone held back his anger, and smoke was about to come out of his head: "May I know that you turned off? The question is, why do you want to turn off!"
Of course he is not in the parking lot anymore, because after waiting ten minutes, he didn’t see Song Qingyu coming to him, so he lost the patience and went straight into the restaurant to find someone. He didn’t expect the shadow to see him. gone!
He called her, and the tone said she was turned off!
Song Qingyu's lips twitched: "..."
She took a deep breath and said, "If I say that my phone is malfunctioning, do you believe it?"
Mo Beiyan: "..."
Feeling that he wouldn't believe it, Song Qingyu had to say, "Well, I don't know. It's been a long time for a brain twitch... Brother Mo, are you still there now? Or... I'll go back?"
Song Qingyu was actually quite speechless, she didn't know why herself, she could not help but admit to Mo Beiyan.
She can be calm and composed in front of anyone, except that it is clear that Mo Beiyan treats her as domineering and selfish, but she still instinctively fears his majesty.
Knowing this would happen a long time ago, she would rather have trouble staying at Bai's house and tearing up the mother and daughter, instead of changing guardians and recruiting such a beast guardian for herself!
On the other end of the phone, Mo Beiyan didn't ask her to go there immediately, but said: "You go to class, I'll come over at night."
Although the tone is not good, anyhow he didn't mean to seek her to settle accounts immediately.
Song Qing: "..."
When he comes, it means she wants to be an old mother!
"Okay, I see." Silently rolled his eyes to the sky, Song Qingyu did not dare to hang up the phone first.
Mo Beiyan, who is usually very accustomed to her hanging up the phone first, was a little surprised and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Song Qingyu had already walked to the bottom of the teaching building, lowered his voice and said, "I am going to go upstairs. Uncle, what else do you have to say as soon as possible."
"Uncle?" Mo Beiyan's voice became deeper than before.
Song Qingyu quickly changed his words: "Little brother! Little brother, what else do you have to say quickly, or I will enter the classroom!" After speaking, she couldn't help getting goose bumps.
Little brother
Fart, Lan Jinglong's kind of brother is almost the same!
"Okay, it's okay, you can hang up."
Uncle Mo is still accustomed to Song Qingyu's simple and rude way of hanging up the phone, she is not used to it if she doesn't hang him up first.
Hearing what he said, Song Qingyu hung up the phone without any psychological burden and went to class.
The afternoon class was very tense, and the teacher still dragged the class until Jin Yuwei had a chance to talk to Song Qingyu after school. Leaving the classroom, she caught up with Song Qingyu. The first sentence was: "Qingyu, your jaw is already healed?"
Song Qing: "..."
She doesn't want to talk about this topic, okay
The last time she was bitten by Mo Beiyan, she came to the school for the exam the next day. She buttoned all the top buttons of her uniform shirt. The bite on the collarbone was invisible. She wore a mask when she walked on the campus. No one said anything about his identity.
However, she couldn't wear a mask when she took the exam, so many people saw the scar on her chin!
Jin Yuwei was the closest, and she could tell that it was a bite mark. Of course, she was most concerned about asking what's wrong with her.
At that time Song Qingyu blurted out: It was bitten by a dog!
Fortunately, this sentence couldn't reach Mo Beiyan's ears, otherwise she would be even worse.
Of course, Jin Yuwei didn't believe it anymore, she saw that the man's teeth were bitten out, but since Song Qingyu had always had a dark face, she didn't ask who that person was.
Now, Jin Yuwei is concerned about this again, and she is depressed: "It must be good, I will have a shopping mall clothing show next week. I haven't arranged a job these days because of this bruise!"
Jin Yuwei nodded, she was very excited when she talked about work: "By the way, I recently took a second-tier brand's print model. Their advertisement did not buy it on TV, but they also bought it on the Internet. I asked Sister Lili. It means it’s a rare opportunity!"
"Well, I heard Lily say it." Song Qingyu nodded.
She has come to school less recently, so she contacted Jin Yuwei on WeChat at most, and met a lot less. Regarding Jin Yuwei, Lilian casually talked to her, and later was busy fighting against Mo Beiyan, and she didn't have time to care about Jin Yuwei.
She asked: "Are you on track now?"
Jin Yuwei smiled and said: "With Sister Lili's guidance, of course it's on track!"
She said emotionally: "Qing Yu, it is my greatest honor to know you. Fortunately, I have you, or where do I have today? Recently, my mother has been sick again. It was the first time when my mother was sick, so don't worry about anything. Looking for medical expenses."
"That's great." Song Qingyu patted her on the shoulder and was sincerely happy for her.
The two had already walked to the school gate. Song Qingyu didn't notice, but Jin Yuwei did. "Hey, isn't Qing Yu... the president's car? Is he here to pick up Lu Nianzhen?"
As he said, he looked at Song Qingyu suspiciously, and didn't say the remaining half: Still pick you up
Song Qingyu pursed her lips, but she didn't expect that Mo Beiyan would come to pick her up at the school gate. She was really willful, regardless of whether she would be seen gossiping by classmates and teachers!
But what about the gossip, who made Mo Beiyan her rightful guardian
"Pick me up, I'll go first, Yuwei." Song Qingyu guessed that the noon incident hadn't passed so quickly, so she didn't ask Jin Yuwei to go with her.
Jin Yuwei always couldn't help feeling awkward when facing a character like Mo Beiyan, she nodded quickly: "Okay, I'm going to take the bus!"
Song Qingyu didn't waste time, and quickly opened Mo Beiyan's door to get into the car, urging: "Hurry up."
Mo Beiyan watched her get in the car, and when she said that, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter with a ghost chasing you?"
"..." The word "ghost" came out suddenly, and Song Qingyu only felt a chill in the back of his neck, and said silently, "What is a ghost chase? Can you speak!"
Mo Beiyan's face was still tense, and as expected, the incident hadn't happened yet at noon.
He didn't start the car either, put his arms on the steering wheel leisurely, and said, "Then what are you doing in such a hurry? Or is it that I am a guardian?"
Song Qingyu really wanted to throw the schoolbag in his face, but she didn't dare to do so, and said insincerely: "How can you be shameless? I'm worried that you are so handsome and drive such a trenched car, just in case. Those little girls and even the teachers are springing up, isn't that a sin?"
That doesn't count, she added: "When there is a distance, the value of the face is justice; but when the distance is close, the value of the face is sin, understand Brother Mo?"
Mo Beiyan: "..."