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   three words - I love you? I'll marry you? marry me?

  Han Xiaoye thinks it is probably the first one.

  If Fu Zhiyan said love to her... just thinking about it, his heart would be thumping.

  The college entrance examination is in full swing, and Han Xiaoye is as full of fighting spirit as he is fighting a chicken.

   After the last exam, everyone else was stunned, and she was the only one who was so excited that she could not wait to run to CT Entertainment immediately.

   I really don't blame her for not being calm, mainly because she can't be calm.

The last big question of    Physics was exactly the same as the one Fu Zhiyan bet her on. Just change the data. It is equivalent to giving her 20 points!

  What is the concept of the last 20 points in physics, that is the famous watershed between the first two books and the first one.

   She couldn't wait to hear the three words Fu Zhiyan mentioned that night that would reward her.

   Just left the school gate.

   One person stopped her, "Little sister."

  Han Xiaoye stopped, almost not recognizing the man in front of him. In my memory, Han Junqing is sunny and always smiling brightly. When did you become unshaven and skinny? And he was dead, as if he had been hit hard. The most obvious thing is that there are still traces of bruises after being beaten on the corners of the mouth, which looks shocking.

   "How did you do this? Damn, who beat you?"

   "I..." Han Junqing met her gaze and avoided her in embarrassment. The shame in his heart was about to drown him like a tide, making him have the urge to run away. But it was like a nail had been hammered under his feet, and he couldn't move.

  Han Xiaoye felt that something was wrong with him, he frowned, and took two steps forward, "Did something happen?"

  Han Junqing's mouth wriggled, and suddenly fell to his knees!

   His knees hit the road, kneeling straight.

  Han Xiaoye subconsciously wanted to help him, but he avoided him.

   "Sister, I'm sorry." He didn't dare to look into the eyes of the girl in front of him, lowered his head, and choked out three words, "Help me."

   He went to Quan Ronglian many times, but every time he was beaten out.

   Not to mention that he was going to return the negatives, he didn't even see anyone.

   Seeing more and more evidence of speculation on the Internet, Han Baoer's spirit is on the verge of collapse, he can't do anything... There's really no way...

   He struggled to repeat what Quan Ronglian had done in the Han family a month ago. At the end, he awkwardly squirmed his lips and said his intentions.

   "Little girl, I know it's Bo'er's fault, I shouldn't have come to you. But she has really learned a lesson this time, can you help her once?"

   "I don't help."

   "Little girl!" Han Junqing didn't expect her to refuse so quickly, and looked at her in disbelief.

Han Xiaoye's face was sullen, his big clear eyes seemed to see through his thoughts, and he said coldly, "I'll say it again, I won't help. That's sulfuric acid, not mineral water!" She was not the Virgin Mary, so it would be polite not to beat Han Baoer to death. .

Seeing her, Han Junqing lowered his head little by little, and said in frustration, "I know I don't have the face to ask you to help, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I can't watch Bao'er and become so depressed, she will go crazy if she does this. .so……"

   He scooped out the glass bottle he had prepared early in the morning from his pocket and forcibly stuffed it into Han Xiaoye's hand.

"what is this?"

  Han Junqing looked at the girl in front of her with crimson eyes because of running around and not sleeping well for a long time, and spit out two words, "Sulfuric acid."

   "I'm Bo'er's brother. If she did something wrong, it means I did it wrong. Little sister, I'll help her pay you back for this bottle of sulfuric acid."

   "Are you crazy?!" Han Xiaoye was like a ghost.

  Han Junqing didn't speak at all, a big hand grabbed her hand holding the bottle of sulfuric acid, and was about to splash her face.

  Fortunately, Han Xiaoye reacted quickly, and at the critical moment, his wrist was on the side. A small amount of sulfuric acid still splashed onto his wrist.

  Han Junqing snorted, his face suddenly pale with pain, as if he didn't feel it, his crimson eyes locked on the girl in front of him, and he almost whimpered, "Little sister, please."

Depend on!

  Han Xiaoye really wants to hit people! Is he begging? This is clearly forcing her!

   I thought to myself, and my body did it.

   "I'm going to **** your grandma!" She violently broke the glass bottle in her hand and punched Han Junqing's nose.

   This punch was extremely hard.

   didn't show any sympathy at all.

  Han Junqing stumbled and stumbled and nearly fell.

  Han Xiaoye didn't care, grabbed his collar and punched him on the bridge of the nose again. As soon as the nosebleed came out, she gritted her teeth and shook off the decadent man, saying, "Han Junqing, don't call me little sister in the future. You have only one sister, not Han Xiaoye."

   After she finished speaking, she turned around and left without looking at Han Junqing's wide-open eyes.

  The disciple left the absent-minded man, staring blankly at her distant back...

  *——*——*——*

  Han Xiaoye held his breath all the way, unable to go up or down.

   When we arrived at Lanhua Villa, I felt extremely uncomfortable.

After    gave the driver money, she rang the doorbell of the European-style villa.

   "Jingle--"

   There is no response inside.

   She stood on tiptoe and pressed it down again, her heart was full of anger, and her subordinates exerted force unconsciously, "Ding bell ding bell——"

   There is no response inside.

  Han Xiaoye was a little angry. He was about to take out his phone when suddenly a car horn rang from behind.

She turned her head and saw a bright red Bugatti parked behind her at an unknown time. The man sitting on the sports car had slightly curly hair and peach blossom eyes, looking at her with a half-smile, "Little loach, you Is the strength to knock on the door or smash the door?"

   "...I can't test the quality of the doorbell." She is the best at lying.

   "Shut up." Quan Ronglian didn't bother to be poor with her, she hooked the corner of her mouth in a good mood, opened the co-pilot's door, "Get in the car."

   "I came to you for business, I..."

   "Get in the car." The man's chin was slightly raised, and he couldn't refuse.

  Han Xiaoye didn't want to get in, but he couldn't help asking for help, so he reluctantly moved into the car. The reckless man stepped on the accelerator instantly, and the Bugatti rushed out.

   in the car.

  The scenery outside the window was galloping, and Han Xiaoye was sitting on pins and needles for a while, phrasing how to speak.

  It's too cheap for her to ask for negatives.

   If it sounds good, it is called kindness, and if it sounds bad, it is called ****.

   But Han Junqing is like that, she can't just watch him die.

   After thinking about it, she decided to make a roundabout first, and gradually put forward, "The weather is good today."

   Quan Ronglian glanced at the cloudy sky outside, and raised her peach blossom eyes, "It's not bad for loaches who like cloudy days."

"……"Depend on!

   She suppressed the urge to fight back and changed the subject, "Where are we going now?"

   "You'll know when you get there."

   Isn't that the same as not saying it? Han Xiaoye pouted and closed his mouth.

   Forget it, I'll talk about it later when I find a chance to drag him to the coffee shop.