After dressing up as a beautiful, strong and miserable female partner, I have done all the good thin

Even though he knew that the system's circuits were strange, Xingyun was still stunned by the system's decisive and cheerful answer.

All of them?
  Xingyun finished taking a bath and fell into the soft and silky quilt.

Could it be that this game was created by Xingjia?
  To clarify their ridiculous love?

By the way, give her another trouble.

No, they shouldn't be that boring.

I went to such great lengths to get her here just to make her 'return to the right ways'?
  Thinking of the medicine as a reward for clearing the dungeon, let’s find a reasonable opportunity to try it.
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  Yang Shuo didn't come to school until the weekend, probably because he felt ashamed of the injury on his face.

There are no make-up classes at the school on weekends.

Even if they can take a complete weekend off every time, many people will actually be idle.

Students who need to rely on their academic performance to get tuition exemptions are studying hard, while those who don't value performance so much are working hard to learn other knowledge.

Xingyun is naturally one of them.

There are cram schools on weekend mornings and piano lessons on Saturday afternoons. Only Sunday afternoons can be allocated freely.

Oh, by the way, I still need to do my homework.

I can't quit, I can't quit at all.
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  On Monday, Yang Shuo went back to school.

The several injuries on his face have almost healed, leaving only a few marks on his forehead.

Seeing Xing Yun enter the classroom, Yang Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, his malicious eyes sliding down from the girl's face inch by inch.

The school's uniforms include skirts and trousers. If you want to wear a skirt, wear a skirt. If you like to wear trousers, wear trousers.

Most girls choose to wear skirts, but Jiang Xintong has never worn a skirt except once or twice when she first entered school.

Once he gets it, let this little bitch wear a skirt every day! convenient.

Seeing that the other party didn't even look at him, as if nothing had happened, Yang Shuo secretly bit his back teeth, cursed in his heart, and became even more impatient.

He couldn't wait to crush her and step on her ridiculous aloofness under her crotch!

At noon, when the lunch break was about to end, there were already many people in the classroom.

Xingyun had just returned to the classroom and sat down in her seat when someone came over to look for her.

Chen Jingshu knocked on the table: "Fei Ran's hairpin is lost. I heard that you were the last to leave at noon. I want to see where you are and whether the hairpin is here."

Xingyun looked up at her and asked calmly: "Who did you listen to?"

Chen Jingshu frowned, "You don't care who I heard it from! Search it for me and I'll know if you got it!"

"You doubt me and can't provide any evidence. Why should I search you?"

"Ha! Why? Just me -"

Chen Jingshu reached out to push Xingyun, trying to grab her schoolbag directly. As soon as she stretched out her hand, her wrist was pinched tightly.

She didn't know where she pinched her, but her whole hand was hurting.

"Ah! Jiang Xintong, you are crazy! How dare you attack me!" Chen Jingshu waved her other hand to hit someone, but was restrained. She could only yell and curse.

The eyes of those watching the excitement lit up, hoping that the fight would be more intense to be more interesting.

Wu Feiran curled her lips, feeling extremely embarrassed.

She turned around and put one hand on the table, "It's just a hairpin. If you lose it, it's lost. It wouldn't be good if you hurt the friendship between classmates for hundreds of thousands."

For them, hundreds of thousands may be just a little bit of pocket money for them to act coquettishly and say good things, but for ordinary people, it is already a large amount of money.

Of course Chen Jingshu knew the value of that hairpin, otherwise she wouldn't be so greedy.

She touched her freed hand and glared at Xingyun:

"Hey! You're so poor, you don't even look at where this place is, and you dare to covet something that doesn't belong to you! Return the card as soon as possible!"

"What does the hairpin look like?" Xingyun was not angry, and was as calm as if he were visiting a monkey in the zoo.

Chen Jingshu sneered, took out her phone and pulled out the picture, "Have you ever seen something like this?"

The hairpin on the table in the photo is the one Wu Feiran exchanged messages with last week.

"I haven't seen it before." Xingyun shook his head.   The hairpin is no longer with her.

It had been cashed out, and the money was used by her to find someone to investigate the Xu family's family disputes.

After all, not all news can be found online.

Chen Jingshu: "Stop talking nonsense, this hairpin is obviously where you are! Take it out for me quickly!"

"That's right, Jiang Xintong, please hand it over as soon as possible." Yang Shuo leaned against the wall, watching the excitement without worrying about it.

No matter what the truth of the matter is.

"If there really isn't you, just let her search!"

“Sosou doesn’t cost money!”

Even if some people can't see it, no one is willing to stand up and help speak.

If they didn't have enough strength to scare them, who would be willing to ask for trouble.

Xingyun looked around at the people who were helping, "I said, you can search if you want, and provide evidence to prove that I took it, otherwise you can try."

Not to mention whether the card was issued or not, even if it was there, she still had the surveillance video of Wu Feiran giving the card to her.

But why can someone search someone casually based on their baseless suspicion?

If we let the search go this time, this kind of trick will happen again next time if everything is not guaranteed.

Chen Jingshu was so angry that her face turned red, but she didn't dare to rob him again.

She said harshly and tried to regain her respect, "Just wait for me!"

Yang Shuo raised his eyelids and his cold eyes fell on the person in front of him.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, why are you covered in thorns in just a few days?
  Anyone who pounces on them will be stabbed.

Yang Shuo took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and tapped it quickly with his fingers.

‘Act Today’
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  "Jiang Xintong, your old classmate asked you to go to Classroom 411 of the Inspirational Building after school to help get something." During the last class in the afternoon, a boy said to Xingyun.

"After school?" Xingyun didn't remember the name of the boy he spoke to, but she knew he was a classmate. "Why doesn't the class teacher let you help and insists on letting me go?"

The boy paused, "How do I know?"

This was said by a boy next to Yang Shuo who asked him to come over and say it. He thought that this might not be true, but what did it have to do with him.

He just brought the words obediently.

"If you want to know, just ask yourself. Anyway, don't forget to get something!"

After saying this, the boy turned around and left as if he was afraid that Xingyun would ask more questions.

: p.m.

"Snapped-"

The boy with dyed yellow hair slapped the mosquitoes on his arm to death.

"Brother Shuo, it's so late, she probably won't come back."

They have been waiting here for more than half an hour.

The sun has gone down, but they are still here feeding the mosquitoes.

Yang Shuo had a dark face and kicked the stones on the ground hard, "Who came up with this stupid idea!"

A boy scratched his head and said, "I wasn't thinking that good students like them would listen to the teacher."

"Could it be that turtle grandson who didn't bring the message to me?"

"Hey? Where are you going, Brother Shuo?" Seeing Yang Shuo leaving, several other boys immediately chased after him.

Someone grabbed the conversation and said, "Hey, where else can we go, of course to vent our energy!"

"Brother Shuo, don't worry. Isn't there a physical education class in the last period tomorrow afternoon? We will drag him directly to the equipment room then. The equipment brothers will take it with him tomorrow to keep it safe for you to enjoy!"

(End of this chapter)