You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"I heard Xiao Wei say that you bet with the class teacher that you will be admitted to the top three of your grade this time, otherwise you will opt out of school?" Zhao Xiyuan asked by the way, remembering the message Xiao Wei sent in the morning.

"Yeah." Qing Mang replied lightly.

Zhao Xiyuan was unaccustomed to her sudden indifferent answer for a moment. He used to be chattering non-stop. Although he was cute, he made a little noise. However, although his personality has become colder recently, he likes it more.

"Do you need my help? In this school, our Zhao family can still say something."

"No, I have to speak on my own strength." Qing Mang replied decisively, leaving no room for it.

Just kidding, she didn't even hold Lu Yanmu's thigh, so she would report to others?

If Lu Yanmu were to know, she would have to corpse the streets.

"Well then." Hearing these words, Zhao Xiyuan's enthusiasm for so long was also somewhat consumed. "Then I won't bother you. Next time I will come to see you again. Please review the exam."

"Okay." Qing Mang replied, and finally raised his head to look at him, with a slight smile on his face, "Walk slowly and don't give it away."

Zhao Xiyuan: "..."

How did he feel that Gu Qingmang seemed to be anxious for him to leave quickly? Could this be his illusion?

When he turned and left, Qing Mang breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, she didn't even have the thought of perfunctory Zhao Xiyuan.

Probably it was a new time, and my mind became clearer, knowing who is important and what should be done.

If she has the time to perfuse Zhao Xiyuan, she might as well read a few more exercises. It's just that everything that Zhao Xiyuan and He Yuan in the previous life did to her, she will definitely get it back from them.

When Qing Mang took the book and left from the trail, he glanced sideways at the Cong Mu next to him. I don't know why, but I always felt that someone was staring at her just now, and even heard the sound of taking pictures?

After a while, Qingmang walked over to the clump wood next to him, and after standing still, his eyes converged slightly, contrasting with the grass next to him. There were traces of someone who had just stepped on this place.

It seems that her feeling is not wrong, someone is really hiding from the side to take pictures.

He squatted down and compared the traces on the grass with his hands. The footprints were not too big. It was a woman, so Lu Yanmu's people were excluded.

Knowing that it was not Lu Yanmu, she was relieved. If Lu Yanmu knew that Zhao Xiyuan was looking for her, it would be another storm.

Thinking about it, I feel horrible, but others are better.

But at school, apart from offending Xie Jiao, she seemed to have no one. Obviously, according to Xie Jiao's IQ and scheming, she couldn't make a tou shot before she was discovered.

It's not Xie Jiao, and there is probably only one Xiao Wei left. By the way, Zhao Xiyuan said just now that Xiao Wei told him about her affairs, so the most likely person to appear is Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei, do you want to do things behind your back again? But I was a little looking forward to seeing what storms she could bring up.

However, if she sends the photos to Lu Yanmu, it doesn't seem to be easy.

Turning his eyes twice, he took his phone out of his pocket and clicked on Lu Yanmu's WeChat. After a few thoughts, he pressed a few times on the keyboard and sent it out.

Glancing at the footprints on the ground, a sneer evoked at the corners of his lips.

Xiao Wei, the days are still long, let's take it easy.

...

In the president's office, a strong sense of oppression and coldness spread.

Song Yuan stood in front of him, his head lowered, bearing the anger from a certain man...