Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows and replied ambiguously: "You said it was intentional. I said it was a coincidence. Then who should I believe?"
"Are the sixteen-year-old girls so sharp-toothed now?" Mo Beiyan flashed a trace of hostility in his eyes.
"Not necessarily, after all, not every sixteen-year-old girl is as fat as me." Song Qingyu laughed, his eyes flashed across his eyes, self-deprecating, but not inferior.
Song Qingyu naturally did not miss Mo Beiyan's eyes. She knew that Mo Beiyan was not an easy character, so naturally she didn't want to provoke him. But the problem is that the person who originally thought Song Qingyu's suicide case was homicide turned out to be this powerful figure in Jiangcheng!
With such a big man escorting her, how could she let it go? If Mo Beiyan helped her find the murderer behind the scenes, wouldn't she get twice the result with half the effort
Mo Beiyan didn't expect Song Qingyu to speak so well, and she was so angry that she laughed!
An unceremonious laughter came from behind: "Hahaha, Uncle Tangtang also has times when he is flat, which really opened my eyes!"
"Go away!" Mo Beiyan swept over with a cold eye.
Feeling a cold air hit his face, Yan Jinkuan immediately fell silent and made a gesture of pulling the chain of his mouth, saying: "You talk, you talk!"
Song Qingyu remembered who Yan Jinkuan was. Isn't this the captain of the Jiangcheng Police Brigade? It can be said that the Yan family is the authority of Jiangcheng Public Prosecutors' Law!
She didn't have time to think for too long, and Mo Beiyan's cold warning spread into her eardrums: "Whatever the age and doing things, the people who keep themselves safe will live longer."
Song Qingyu didn't mean to fear him at all, and asked bluntly: "Why do you think Song Qingyu was homicide?"
The bright eyes, although this face is a lot of flesh, it can't cover up these jade-like eyes.
Mo Beiyan stared into her eyes, only feeling that there was a kind of regret of being covered with dust in his heart. With such a beautiful pair of eyes, you should be born under the spotlight, accept the attention of the public, and stand out from the crowd on the stage, just like that woman!
"This is not something that a little girl of you should take care of. Forget everything you heard just now!" He dropped this and turned and walked out.
Yan Jinkuan hurriedly chased after him, curiously looked at Song Qingyu who was still staring at Mo Beiyan, and asked, "Young Master Mo, someone overheard our conversation, but you let her go. This is not your style!"
Mo Beiyan's cold eyes swept over: "I was followed here, Yan Da, you have to reflect on your abilities!"
Yan Jinkuan's lip line stiffened and persuaded.
After Mo Beiyan left, Song Qingyu was still sitting in the same place. She wondered why Mo Beiyan wanted to investigate the case of her jumping off the building. But one thing she is very sure of!
Although it is suspected that the person pushing her downstairs is either Lu Li or Shen Qiaoyin, she is a 16-year-old high school sophomore who has no identity or status, and it is impossible for her to have any strength to pursue a murder case. But Mo Beiyan is different, this person is simply the master of Jiangcheng!
If Mo Beiyan's forces can intervene, whether it is Shen Qiaoyin or Lu Li, should they be defeated
However, how can we stand in the same camp as Mo Beiyan and convey effective information to him
Song Qingyu put his arm on the table and raised his chin to think.
It's lucky to live a life again, but it's not a good thing to be born in the Bai family, plus this figure...
"Miss, your coffee!"
After drinking coffee and swiping the card to check out, Song Qingyu found out that there was not much left in her pocket money after applying for the fitness card. If she didn't expect some ways to come, she would soon be in trouble!
No, she must lose weight before the second round of the model contest, and be able to enter the third round—the final. Everyone has a bonus. If it goes well, she can sign with a model company.
Song Qingyu has been in this line, and he knows how deep and tricky this line is. The top three of the model contest should have been pre-determined, so she only needs to get a good spot to get the bonus and be discovered by the agency.
She died unclearly in her previous life. Since God opened her eyes and gave her a chance to live again, she must stand on the top of this circle again and step on the dregs under her feet!
Shen Qiaoyin, Lu Li...
Wait for me!
Song Qingyu was determined to rely on Mo Beiyan, but she did not have Mo Beiyan’s contact information. During class, she was worried about how to get in touch with Mo Beiyan, and she could smoothly allow Mo Beiyan to accept her participation in this case. I'm so fascinated that I don't know after class.
While thinking, suddenly a cold voice came from the door of the classroom: "Bai Qingyu, come to the grade director's office!"
"The grade director's office? Why did Bai Qingyu get caught?"
"Haha, this time it was terrible, I used to just go to the class teacher for tea, now it's all right, I am looking for the grade teacher!"
Song Qingyu, who had lived for two lives, ignored the ridicule of these little kids. She was also in a dazed state. She didn't know how she lay down her gun because she had been keeping a low profile in class these days.
After arriving at the grade director's office, Song Qingyu knew which plague god he had provoked!
"Bai Qingyu, is this yours?"
The grade director handed over a pink envelope with hearts printed on it. Song Qingyu's lips twitched. At a glance, he could tell that it was a love letter, and the love letter was very familiar.
Because this love letter was written in Bai Qingyu!
Secretly wrote to Lu Nianzhen, because he was afraid of being rejected, after writing this love letter, he didn't plan to hand it over.
It's just that this love letter has been kept in the drawer of the desk in the room. Did it come here with long legs
Thinking of Bai Qinghe's inconsistent white lotus flower, Song Qingyu had a scrupulous mind. It seemed that Bai Qinghe had calculated it.
In view of the poor performance of Baiqing language, the grade director almost determined that this was written in Baiqing language, and began to enter the role: "Baiqing language, the school explicitly forbids dating, don’t you know that you are learning when you are a teenager? When I was in, I always thought that these affectionate things were wrong. The teacher also knew that Lu Nianzhen looks good, but you don’t even look at it. He also learned well in his homework. He is the first in the whole year! But what about you …"
Barabara...
"Teacher, I didn't write this. I suspect that someone deliberately framed me!" Song Qingyu calmly interrupted the grade director's words.
The grade director was so excited, he couldn't help being stunned by such a plan.
Song Qingyu was very calm, and said calmly, "I don't know who is trying to frame me, but I can prove that this letter was not written by me. I can copy a copy immediately, and the teacher will know it by looking at the handwriting."