Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Maybe it's because I grew up with a father like Qiao Hong all year round.

Qiao Lian had long forgotten what fear was.

He can only endure the pain, and then silently convert the pain into his reason for living.

But at that moment, he was feeling fear.

Like when he was young, hiding in the dark, watching Qiao Hong beat his mother.

Qiao Lian didn't dare to look at Chuzheng after speaking, but hugged her tightly.

Will she despise herself? Hate yourself? Would you still like yourself?

Qiao Lian didn't know.

I don't want to know.

-

From the bottom of Chu Zheng's heart, he knew that Qiao Lian would not be a good person. After all, the word "blackening" is not just talking.

"You are not allowed to do these things in the future." Chu Zheng patted him on the back: "I hear you."

"Teacher, don't you think I'm... bad?" He also wants to be clean and a good student in her eyes, but he is not.

He has long been stuck in the quagmire.

Struggled.

Unfortunately, his power is too small.

No one can pull him.

So he might as well just take root in that quagmire.

but……

Just when he was going to do this, she appeared.

She can easily take herself out of the filthy quagmire, and with a word, she can beat herself back again.

Qiao Lian was inexplicably nervous and unconsciously clenched Chu Zheng's clothes.

Chu Zheng let him go and said calmly: "Hurry up and eat breakfast, you are late for class."

"teacher?"

Chu Zheng looked at him: "Why do you want me to feed?"

Qiao Lian shook his head, and the corners of his mouth lifted for a while, showing a slight smile, she didn't hate herself.

With this recognition, the tight strings in Qiao Lian's heart relaxed instantly.

He pulled the chair away and sat down to eat breakfast.

Chuzheng sat indifferently and stopped eating, just looking at him.

Qiao Lian was in love for the first time, and was embarrassed by Chuzheng, so he hurried to change clothes after eating.

Before going to class, he took out the sheets from the washing machine to dry them.

"Teacher, I'm leaving."

"Ok."

Although Qiao Lian lived here, either Chuzheng went first or Qiao Lian went first. They never went out in broad daylight together.

Although the teacher lived in this building, Qiao Lian was very careful and was never found.

Qiao Lian took his schoolbag and walked to the hallway.

After a while he walked back and leaned over to kiss Chu Zheng on the face: "Teacher, see you at school."

After speaking, Qiao Lian immediately turned and changed shoes and left.

Chu Zheng put his fingertips on the table and tapped a few times, and then he took out his mobile phone to call: "Find some people for me."

"What will the boss do?"

"Do you believe me killing people?"

"..."

The other party was silent.

After a long while, Zheng got up, and the chair rubbed against the ground with a stab.

"Don't worry, don't kill." It's necessary to find someone to kill someone.

"Okay." The other side responded.

Chuzheng hung up the phone and stood on the balcony to look down.

Just when he saw the young man walking out slowly, he seemed to feel something, and he raised his eyes and looked up.

Even far away, Chu Zheng couldn't see his expression clearly, only that he should be happy at this time.

Chuzheng retracted his gaze and glanced at the sheets hanging on the balcony.

She thoughtfully went back to change clothes and went to school.

During class, Qiao Lian was obviously more serious.

Eyes always fall on her.

Of course, Chuzheng felt that he didn't listen to what he said at all.

It's just that she no longer sleeps in class, but looks at her intently.

Chu Zheng didn't care, let him watch.

-

"Brother Yu, do you think Qiao Lian is not right?"

Meng Yu turned around at the table and talked to Meng Yu.

Qiao Lian used to go to class, either sleeping or writing and painting by himself, ignoring what the teacher said.

Meng Yu bit his pen and looked to Qiao Lian.

He propped his chin with one hand and looked at the direction of the blackboard, his expression unchanged from the past, he seemed to just look there bored.

Meng Yu followed his line of sight and Chu Zheng stood on the side of the podium.

"Listen to your class." Meng Yu kicked the front table.

The front desk scratched his head and turned back to continue the class.

Meng Yu looked at Qiao Lian again, he still maintained that posture.

Chu Zheng was no longer on the podium, she walked down, but Qiao Lian did not change.

Meng Yu frowned.

"Meng Yu, what kind of **** do you go to class?"

Meng Yu's heart jumped, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Chu Zheng standing next to him for some time, looking at him faintly.

"Talk about the meaning of this sentence."

Meng Yu: "..."

Which sentence?

Where did you talk? !

Meng Yu was punished for copying twenty times, so angry that Meng Yu kicked the table straight after class.

"Brother Yu, why do I think the female devil is deliberately targeting you?"

Meng Yu gave him a gloomy look.

You still use it.

-

midnight.

After Qiao Hong finished a meeting and listened to a group of people chattering quarrel, the headache was severe at this time, and the headache was even worse when he thought that Qiao Lian's trouble had not been resolved.

"Qiao Lian is back to school?"

"Yes, Qiao Dong." The assistant in front replied.

"That girl will take care of me." Qiao Hong's face was a little gloomy.

The assistant knew how to do it, and didn't ask too much: "Then Qiao Dong...does he still need to bring the young master back?"

Qiao Hong thought for a while: "Not for the time being."

He paused: "He lives with that Ruan Chuzheng now?"

"Yes."

"Humph." Qiao Hong snorted coldly, "This Ruan Chuzheng is also a little capable, so he coaxes that stinky boy into ignorance."

The assistant cautiously said: "Young Master hasn't experienced anything yet."

Qiao Hong didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't answer the call.

The assistant shut his mouth.

Crunch--

The car stopped abruptly, Qiao Hong's body tilted and lost his manner.

Qiao Hong was in a bad mood, and it was even worse at this time. After sitting up straight, he looked forward.

They couldn't see a car on the road they were walking on at this time, only the street lights on both sides tirelessly illuminated the road, which was inexplicably gloomy.

At this time, two cars were parked side by side in front of them, blocking the way.

The car is a very ordinary brand, black.

There was a man standing outside the car. He was tall and muscular, and he could beat him at first sight.

The driver and assistant immediately got out of the car to check.

"What do you do?"

"Mr. Joe, our boss has a request." The man said gruffly, speaking to Qiao Hong in the car.

The assistant frowned, glanced around, and shouted vigilantly: "Who is your boss?"

Stop here at this time.

It's not good at all.

The assistant calmly touched the phone to make a call.

However, the assistant soon discovered that there was no signal and the call could not be made at all.

The man over there took two steps forward, neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Joe will know when he arrives, please."

The assistant immediately returned to the car and yelled pretentiously, "Who are you guys! What do you want to do!"