These girls never heard of them after graduating from junior high school. Ye Jian hadn't thought about what she really wanted to do to them. It was enough to be shocked, but she didn't have to really act.
Ye Ying lifted up the frightened He Jiamin and sat down on the bed, her eyes flickering slightly, looking at Ye Jian, a faint smile passed in her eyes.
It's really time to come! I just don't know what's going on with mom.
"Ye Jian, see when you can be proud!" Ye Ying sneered, and the blinking eyes were not only proud, but also a layer of certainty.
She patted He Jiamin, who was crying with her head down, and said softly: "Let's make the villain proud for a while. Don't worry, she will cry soon."
A large amount of information was revealed in the words, and Ye Jian was not afraid to know it at all.
Now that she returned to school, Ye Jian had already prepared her mentally. Similarly, she had an idea in her heart as to how to deal with it.
Why is Ye Ying not afraid? Oh, it's just because of my parents!
The corners of her mouth were hooked coldly, her eyes gloomy and she looked at Ye Ying who was overly determined, the cold color emerging from the depths of her pupils faintly mixed a trace of hostility, and she gave Ye Ying a cold smile and whispered: " Okay, let's see who can have the last laugh."
The same certainty, the difference is that Ye Jian's certainty is based on his self-confidence.
Seduce the teacher? How could such a big thing be just a scene between Sun Dongqing and his daughter.
Facing Ye Jian's shallow smile, calmly from the inside, Ye Ying's dark-hearted eyelids jumped a few times, and the panic in her heart gradually rose.
Clenching his fist, Ye Ying pressed the corner of her mouth tightly.
Don't be afraid, don't panic! She has a mother, and a father... Ye Jian, a dead girl, has nothing! What is she fighting with herself, and why is she fighting with herself!
As long as Teacher Ke comes forward to testify, he is absolutely safe, and the dead girl must be ruined, and in the future, he can only live on his own face!
Thinking of this, Ye Ying's withered arrogance reignited, and she retracted her gaze disdainfully, lowered her head, and softly comforted He Jiamin.
Tan Wei and Xie Sifeng dared not stay in the dormitory, found an excuse to go back to the classroom to read, and hurriedly left.
In the classroom, there are already more than two dozen students, and a dozen boys are gathered together, and they don't know what they are muttering.
Sitting in the middle is a boy with pimples on his nose. He is holding a physics book in one hand and pressing on his throat. He mysteriously said: "Guess what I found today."
The students wrote love letters to the teacher, so that the boys who were eager during their youth aroused all their interest. They stared at the boys who deliberately whipped their appetites, and said excitedly: "Damn, do you have to guess? Of course it is a love letter. Love letter."
"Quickly, show us the love letter written to the teacher by Ye Ying, a three-good student... She must have written a lot of nice words with such a good Chinese performance. Come on, read it out quickly, and we can learn from it."
In the roar of laughter, the love letter written by Miyoshi student Ye Ying to the teacher followed the boy's throat clearing, and all the male and female classmates sitting in the classroom knew it.
"Wow, wow, this love is so awkward, what you are the blue sky, I am the white cloud, you are the mountains, and I am a tree."
"Is it written by Ye Ying? Why did it seem to be copied from a Zhiyin magazine."
"Damn, boy, you dare to see your soulmate! Be careful of being criticized!"