The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

   "It was rumored early this morning that you had a financial master and was taken care of by a middle-aged greasy man with a bald beer belly. Is this true?"

   Luo Ranran asked cautiously.

   "Of course it's fake!"

  Cheng Lianxun was stunned for a few seconds, then became very excited, and the volume suddenly turned up.

Investor?

  A middle-aged greasy man with a bald beer belly?

   This is all a mess!

   Brother Zhuo is very rich, but they are a proper relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, not a relationship between a financial master and a supporter.

   And Zhuo’s brother is such a talented person, what the **** is a bald beer belly?

   Oily ghost.

   There were quite a few classmates peeking at her, she shouted loudly, and the entire Class 13 fell silent.

  The atmosphere was deadly quiet, and embarrassment spread in the air.

   "Did you hear it? Lianxun said it was false! I just said it was a rumor, Lianxun could not have done such a thing!"

  Luo Ranran was the first to react and said loudly to the whole class.

  Lianxun is not short of money, how can he be the little lover of the gold master.

  “…”

   After she explained, she became more quiet.

  The classmates all looked towards them, some believed, some doubted, and some had nothing to do with me just watching the play.

   But they, with different thoughts, did not refute anything.

   After a while, those who read books and those who do homework do their homework, and they don't care about them anymore.

   "Ran Ran, what's going on? Who said this? Why does it feel like so many people know about it?"

  Cheng Lianxun turned around with a solemn face.

   She came late today, but she wasn't late either.

  Everyone is not at school on weekends, it's only one morning, the rumors are so crazy?

   "I don't know who said it, I saw a lot of people talking about it as soon as I came."

   The two people at the front and back tables were so close, their foreheads were touching their foreheads.

   A pair of beautiful brows frowned tightly, Cheng Lianxun filtered interpersonal relationships, speculating who would discredit her like this.

  Thinking about it.

  No one would do this except Cheng Lianzhuo.

"what."

   Luo Ranran's eyes widened in surprise, and suddenly reached out and pulled her neckline away.

   Cheng Lianxun didn't expect it, and it was too late to stop it.

"what are you doing."

   She didn't have to bow her head, she knew what Luo Ranran was looking at, and hurriedly grabbed the collar to cover it.

   "Cheng Lianxun classmate, do you still consider me a good friend?"

   Seeing her nervous look, Luo Ranran's face became very serious, especially serious.

   "Dang ah."

   The same table transferred and left, and the one with the best relationship with her in the class was Luo Ranran.

   "Does the hickey on your neck have anything to do with the gold master?"

   She answered without hesitation, which made Luo Ranran a lot gratified.

   But then, she was a little sad again.

   She doesn't have many good friends, so she tells Cheng Lianxun everything, but she doesn't tell her what happened to her.

"No!"

  Cheng Lianxun shook her head firmly, she didn't have a gold owner, how could it be related.

   "Then what happened to your hickey? Don't tell me it was bitten by a mosquito."

   "Yes, it's my boyfriend."

   "When did you have a boyfriend?"

   "It's been a while."

   "Who is it? Do I know? Is it from our class or from another class?"

   "Not our school."

   "From other schools? Cheng Lian is looking for you, and everyone from other schools hooked up? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"

  Luo Ranran became more and more sad as he listened to it, and he didn't tell her when he was in love, which was too unethical.

   "Oops, I can't explain this for a while."

  Cheng Lianxun was annoyed, turned around and sat upright, burying his head in reading.

   Luo Ranran, who has the soul of gossip, how could she just let her go.

   She picked up the book and ran directly to sit with her.

   "You explain honestly, frankly, be lenient and resist strictness."