"Song Yaoyao, ask someone to return the clothes to them, I'll be seen later..."
Huo Ningxi has already noticed that several students from the class quietly poked their heads out of the window to watch, and he couldn't sit idly by if it was his classmate.
Although he thinks these people deserve it!
"get out of class is over soon."
An Feiran looked at the time and suggested, "There must be a solution."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"An Feiran, how dare you try to trick me?"
"Shut up, you!" A boy from Class 3 threw his underwear on his face, and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "How dare you talk back after all this? Who gave you the courage? Liang Jingru?!"
"Hey, little Feiran, what do you want to do?" Tang Xinrou's eyes flicked across An Feiran's body, winking narrowly.
An Feiran blushed slightly, "Since they want their clothes back, they can redeem them with money."
"Damn it! An Feiran, you idiot!"
"What kind of proposal is this? If you want money, you won't die! At worst, I will run naked!"
It doesn't matter to Song Yaoyao, if these people want to stand up for Song Jingwan, then it's fine, "Leave this matter to you, and if you get the money, it will be your shift fee, I won't interfere~"
She waved her hand chicly, not taking away a cloud.
Tang Xinrou was overjoyed, and patted An Feiran on the shoulder, "Okay, I have learned the essence of our third class so quickly, come on, keep up the good work!"
After finishing speaking, she quickly chased after Song Yaoyao.
An Feiran blushed, looked fair and shy, and spoke softly.
After Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao had left, he walked over and asked, "This pair of underwear is one hundred yuan, does anyone need it?"
The temperament is gentle and clean, but what he said is surprising.
In the end, no matter how unwilling they were, the few boys who came to find fault had no choice but to grit their teeth and pay for their clothes.
In fact, few people saw them like this. Those who wanted to watch the excitement were all blocked by the students from Class 3, and they couldn't even see their shadows.
But they just felt humiliated, and just this time, with Liang Zi from class three, it was considered a complete knot.
Under Song Jingwan's crying, Song Wenchuan came soon.
Song Jingwan cried and apologized to everyone, and by the way, returned the money they were trapped by the third class, and then left with her schoolbag.
Everyone originally had resentment in their hearts, but when they saw Song Jingwan crying with pear blossoms raining down, they were extremely wronged. Those dissatisfaction dissipated in an instant, and all that was left was full of distress.
outside the school gate.
Song Wenchuan greeted him, "Jingwan, what's the matter?"
He just came from the company, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with obvious tiredness in his eyes.
"Brother woo—"
Without saying a word, Song Jingwan threw herself into his arms and began to cry bitterly.
Song Wenchuan was slightly startled, his hands froze in mid-air, and it took him a long time to tentatively pat her on the back.
Sighed, "Don't cry yet, have you been wronged at school?"
Upon hearing the words, Song Jingwan cried even louder.
Song Wenchuan wasn't good at comforting others, he frowned, and the worry in his eyes almost overflowed his eyes.
"Did someone bully you? Don't be afraid, tell me, brother will vent your anger on you. Where's Yaoyao? Is she okay at school?"
In the first half, Song Jingwan still felt comforted in her heart.
But when she heard Song Yaoyao's name from Song Wenchuan's mouth again, the resentment accumulated in her heart exploded instantly.
"Song Yaoyao, Song Yaoyao! Brother, when will you stop mentioning her name! Don't tell me you only have Song Yaoyao as your younger sister?"