Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 121: I didn't give Sister Nian a chance to explain

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Liang Bowen looked at his watch and said, "It will be soon."

Chen Yuan sneered and said contemptuously, "He's here, so what? He was invited by Qiao Chen. I don't care about his lectures. It's not the 1980s anymore. If you want to listen to famous teachers' lectures, you can find a lot of them online. He usually teaches graduate students. Does he understand what we have to learn in the third year of high school? Professors from Tsinghua University may not be as good as Lao Shen in teaching."

The students in Class A agreed with this and kept silent.

They had conflicts with Class B, and Qiao Chen was from Class B. She was also good friends with Zhao Jingwei, who had bullied Sister Nian and Shen Qingqing. They also had a bad impression of the 'professor from Tsinghua University called by Qiao Chen'.

As they were talking, the school loudspeaker sounded.

Let's gather in the big classroom.

Liang Bowen curled his lips, put down the headset he was listening to music on, and raised his chin nonchalantly: "Speak of the devil, here he comes."

"I really don't want to go." Shen Qingqing pouted, feeling sad.

She couldn't stand seeing Qiao Chen's smug look, and the kids in Class B were walking so fast in school these days.

It was as if the professor from Tsinghua University was the etiquette lady they called to the platform.

Even though they didn't want to go to school anymore, the loudspeaker was urging them to go, so they could only walk out listlessly.

Seeing their listless appearance, Qiao Nian lowered her eyes and comforted them: "Maybe things are not as bad as you think..."

Liang Bowen patted her shoulder, thinking that Qiao Nian was comforting them, and pursed his lips and said, "Sister Nian, it's already this time, don't comfort us. We are more worried about you, everything else is fine."

In the class, only he and Chen Yuan knew about the relationship between Qiao Nian and Qiao Chen.

Sister Nian must be feeling very upset after seeing what Qiao Chen and Fu Ge did.

Even after all this happened, Sister Nian still came to comfort them.

It would be a lie for Liang Bowen to say he wasn't moved.

"Don't worry, I will definitely stand on your side."

"Well…"

Qiao Nian frowned and didn't want to say anything, but was dragged out by them. Seeing their expressions that said 'I know, I understand, I understand that you are in a bad mood', the corners of her mouth twitched and she was about to explain.

The road was suddenly blocked.

"Qiao Chen, what are you doing!" When Shen Qingqing saw the person blocking the road, she immediately put her whole body on guard and stood in front of Qiao Nian.

In addition to Qiao Chen herself, there were several people from Class B who came with her, including the girl who had just followed her.

"Qiao Nian, did you take Chenchen's bracelet? Chenchen's bracelet is missing, and she just talked to you. Return the bracelet and apologize to Chenchen. We can pretend that this incident never happened." A girl who was on good terms with Qiao Chen stood up with an arrogant attitude.

The people from Class A had not gone far when they saw the people from Class B blocking the door. They turned back one by one and formed a two-way confrontation with the people brought by Qiao Chen.

Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qiao Chen, who was standing in the crowd like a moon surrounded by stars.

She really didn't notice that Qiao Chen was wearing a bracelet.

Shen Qingqing pushed her away angrily and stood up angrily: "What right do you have to yell at the door of our class? Qiao Chen's bracelet is missing, why don't you ask her where she lost it? Why are you looking for Nian Nian? Why, Nian Nian is her mother, she has to ask Nian Nian for paper even when she sneezes. Aren't you funny?"

The girl who was pushed away was not willing to be outdone. She glared at her fiercely and said, "Do you know the brand of the bracelet that Chenchen lost?"

Qiao Nian really didn't know, so he raised his eyebrows and said in a hoarse, lazy voice, "What brand?"

(End of this chapter)