Not because you are cute

Chapter 23 Nan Luoluo, I'm a fan
Shen Jingci rushed to the podium in two or three steps, his eyes almost sparkled, he had never been so angry before.

"Shut up!" He pulled Nan Luoluo, looked at the direction where Zhang Meng was sitting and sneered, "Nan Luoluo, I'm covering you, if you mess with her, you'll mess with me."

Everyone in the class was so frightened that they didn't dare to talk, and they all fell silent.

Zhang Meng trembled a few times in fright, but thinking that her father is the director of the Education Bureau, what is there to be afraid of!

She straightened her back and said to Li Ranran, "Why don't you apologize to me when you see Nan Luoluo? Not only that, but I also want her to get out of Xinghui Middle School."

Throughout the morning, Teacher Li didn't show up again, and she didn't even come to teach the students in the last period of her Chinese class.

The students suddenly felt that perhaps Zhang Meng's father had found him, and it was not too long before Nan Luoluo was expelled.

However, things soon turned around.

Because Teacher Li didn't come over in the last session, the class was in chaos. When school was about to leave, Zhang Meng was called out by the principal.When she went out, she was valiant and high-spirited, but when she came back... she was crying with snot and tears.

"What's going on, why is she crying?"

"Who knows..."

Zhang Meng went back to her seat to pack her things, and when she passed by Nan Luoluo's seat, she gave her a hard look, "Are you satisfied now?"

Nan Luoluo looked puzzled, she subconsciously looked at Shen Jingci, and saw that he was holding a mobile phone in his hand, looking indifferent.

"Zhang Meng was fired?"

"Looks like it is!"

"..."

After Zhang Meng left, Nan Luoluo could feel that the eyes of the classmates were all looking at her. They probably didn't expect that Zhang Meng would be the one who got out of Xinghui Middle School in the end.Teacher Li never came over, Nan Luoluo had a lot of guesses in his heart, so he could only ask Shen Jing to resign after class.

"Are you OK?"

Bai Zhihan, who was preparing Chinese textbooks, saw that she was depressed all the time, so he asked worriedly.

Nan Luoluo shook his head.

After finally surviving school, Nan Luoluo hurriedly asked Shen Jing to resign, "What's going on here?"

"Xinghui doesn't want such a student." Shen Jing spoke concisely.

Obviously, it meant that Zhang Meng was indeed fired. Nan Luoluo thought that Shen Jingci would definitely make a move, but she didn't expect it so soon.

She froze for a moment, then said doubtfully, "Didn't you say that her father is the director of the Education Bureau?"

Although the Shen family is a powerful family, they cannot cover the sky in every aspect of Jiangcheng.

"Heh, such a director of the Education Bureau, who indulged his daughter to be domineering in the school, should have been dismissed a long time ago, but it just happened to happen, it's just a coincidence."

Nan Luo Luo dumbfounded.

Indeed, if Zhang Meng's father is worthy of his position as the director of the Education Bureau, how could he be dismissed because of this trivial matter.

Nan Luoluo pursed her lips, "Shen Tangtang, thank you."

The Shen family is not only engaged in business, but also has contacts in the political circles. It is really easy to find out the director of a small Jiangcheng Education Bureau and use legitimate reasons to dismiss him.

And she thanked him because every time, he protected herself unconditionally.

Every time since childhood...

"Thank you? Don't be so sentimental, I'm doing harm to the people." Shen Jingci snorted arrogantly, expressing her duplicity to the fullest.

How could he be willing to let others touch a single hair of her who he had protected since childhood?
Besides, when they were young, when she was being bullied, he said that he would always protect her from being wronged, maybe this little heartless person had already forgotten.

But he did not forget.

The Shen family has a rigorous family style, and Shen Jingci understood it at the age of three, and promises are worth a thousand dollars.

(End of this chapter)