In the university cafeteria, Lu Keman threw the chopsticks out, looked at Chen Qing who was standing in front of him with a bad look, and shouted sharply: "Chen Qing, I told you not to appear in front of me again, listen to me. Don't you understand?"
Chen Qing's eyes were flushed, and she whimpered and said, "You killed my uncle and aunt, made my cousin unable to walk on both legs, and made my cousin no longer see. As long as you don't turn yourself in for a day, I will I won't leave for a day."
Looking at the expressions of his classmates pointing and pointing, Lu Keman became furious: "My family gave you money."
She said in a dangerous tone, "Could it be that you want to talk without counting?"
Chen Qing covered her face and cried bitterly: "I will give you the money back. My relatives' lives cannot be bought with your stinky money. If you break the law, you should go to jail."
"Dream." Lu Keman sneered, and walked away with a sneer from the two servants beside him.
Then, under the pity of everyone in the cafeteria, Chen Qing turned around and chased after her, and her men quickly sent Lu Keman's whereabouts to Rong Xian.
Sitting at home, Rong Xian, who was addicted to blackmail, slashed over the villain controlled by Rong Jue with a knife, stood up lazily and said, "You can play, I'll go out and buy some lychees."
Rong Jue waved his hands decadently and said, "Go, go."
He stared at the villain in the game with wide eyes. He couldn't understand why his younger sister, who had just learned to play the game, was so coquettish and sharp.
Rong Xian took care of herself, put a book on psychology and hypnosis on the desk, and went out with a parasol.
Every time she met the camera, she lowered the parasol to cover herself, and the bell on her wrist kept ringing as she walked forward.
Rong Xian helped the old man who almost tripped over and said warmly, "Be careful."
After leaving with the sound of the bell, the old man's daughter-in-law caught up with the old man and said, "Mom, walk slowly and don't fall."
The old man smiled and said, "It's alright, even if I fall, there are good people to help me, just now..."
She looked blank for a moment, what happened just now
Well, I don't want to think about it.
Rong Xian called a taxi and came outside the hotel that Chen Qing said.
Looking up at the magnificent hotel, the smile on the corner of Rong Xian's mouth became more obvious.
This is the place where Lu Keman is going to bring his valet to eat. Sure enough, he is a rich man.
She leaned against the tree and waited patiently. Ten minutes later, a gorgeous car stopped at the door of the hotel.
Rong Xian turned her head to the side, and saw Lu Keman and the three came out arrogantly.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and smiled, holding an umbrella and walking towards Lu Keman.
With the sound of the bell, Lu Keman's footsteps stopped, and he said to the two people beside him with a slightly stiff expression: "You guys go to order first, I'll make a call."
"Okay, Keman, hurry up."
After the two left, Lu Keman turned and walked towards Rong Xian.
Rong Xian kept walking until she walked in front of Lu Keman. The bell swayed softly. After she said something in a low voice, the two passed by naturally, as if they were just strangers passing by.
After Rong Xian walked away, Lu Keman came back to his senses and muttered, "Who was I going to call just now, how could I forget."
Lu Keman didn't take this matter to heart, and walked towards the hotel.
After Rong Xian buried a bag of lychees in a nearby fruit shop, she glanced at the hotel with a smile on her lips and turned to leave.
Two days later, the police station received a call that Lv Keman, the eldest daughter of Chairman Lu, had a car accident on Qingyang Road, and the car crashed and died on the spot.
The Lu family and the police station checked around, all of them were Lu Keman racing to play, and he ended up killing himself.
In the Rong family, when Rong Jue heard the news from Chen Man, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurried to the living room.
Seeing Rong Xian doing her summer homework, she asked with a serious expression, "Xiao Xian, tell me, does Chen Man's car accident have anything to do with you?"
Rong Xian said very displeased: "I have so much homework, how can I have time to do bad things."
Rong Jue: "..." The tension and anxiety that filled him disappeared in an instant.
In the afternoon, Rong Xian threw away the pen and angrily wanted to tear up the exercise book in front of her.
Too much homework has delayed her time to find work.
She took out her mobile phone, flicked her palm on the phone, and the purple light flashed.
Rong Xian searched for the lower-ranking red envelope group, and she went in directly at one point.
After reading all the group members, Rong Xian typed quickly.
[The group owner is very big: The third grade dog squeaked.]
The red envelope group boiled instantly.
[Big cats are the cutest: Oh my God, I read that right, there are group owners in this group.]
[Death God: I think you read it right, he is indeed the group leader.]
[Immortal Yunyi: ... This Dao thought it was the Dao of Heaven.]
[High school dog: dog-leg smile.jpg The group owner, please instruct, the little one will definitely go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of fire.]
[Magic height is one zhang: Group leader? There is still a group leader?]
[The emperor watching the play: I just want to know, is the group owner human?]
[His Majesty the sympathetic Pope: The newcomers don't quite understand, what's going on?]
Rong Xian ignored the enthusiastic discussion of her identity by these people, and she directly chatted with the third-year high school dog.
[Group owner: I will send you a few summer homework and finish it as quickly as possible.]
She swiped on the table casually, and the homework was instantly packaged into a red envelope and sent to the senior high school dog.
The handsome young man who received the homework in a certain plane received the homework, and his expression was indescribable.
After he flipped through the homework, he said with difficulty on the phone: [High school dog: The group leader is big, this homework is... ]
After finishing the homework, Rong Xian said lightly: [Group leader: My, do it quickly, you will be rewarded when you finish it.]
[High school dog: Yes.]
The young man looked down at the information on the exercise book: Rong Xian, Class 3, Grade 1, Sunshine Junior High School.
Youth: "..." It always feels like something is broken.
At the police station, he took out his mobile phone and habitually glanced at An Fei who was in the red packet group: "..." Mom, this group actually has a group owner!
Rong Xian, who had no homework, was completely refreshed. After she laughed twice, her body froze.
Is it worth her pleasure not to do homework
The world is simply toxic.
While Rong Jue was pretending to be disabled, Chen Qing's mother rushed over from another city.
After they helped with the funeral of the Rong family's parents, they wanted to take the two helpless children to live in their own home.
But both Rong Xian and Rong Jue gave up, and Aunt Bai was helpless, so she could only tell Chen Qing to take good care of them, and then she went back.
After all the chores at home are done, half a month has passed.
Rong Xian sat in the cafe leisurely and looked at the Zhao Group opposite. After seeing Zhao Yi's appearance, Rong Xian blinked, and her bright eyes instantly became empty.
She picked up the blind stick beside her, and with the enthusiastic help of the waiter, she walked out as slowly as ever.
She walked neither fast nor slow, but she just stopped in front of Zhao Yicheng's car.
PS: I heard some little angels say that the style of painting has changed. How should I put it? I occasionally see someone who has resigned and said that the style remains the same. So I will try other styles to see if it is successful or not. . . .
(End of this chapter)