After everyone was seated, the school bell rang, but Murong Lijia and Sikong Yingting were nowhere to be seen.
The teacher came in holding a textbook, pushed up his glasses, and said, "Master Huangfu, Young Master Ouyang, Second Young Master, and the school directors have decided to continue the basketball game next Monday. What do you think?"
"Well…"
Huangfu Yanhao snorted softly, indicating that the three of them agreed.
"Uh... the cheerleading team will still be held by Miss Murong and classmate Xia Yixi. Classmate Xia, don't let others kidnap you halfway this time." When speaking to Xia Yixi, the teacher's tone changed.
"Okay." Xia Yixi agreed readily. This time she agreed just to cheer Huangfu Yanhao up.
"Okay, then, let's start the lecture now." The teacher was strong enough but did not dare to speak loudly.
If your classmates ignore you, just do what you are doing.
On the roof of the school, the breeze blew, and the dust on the ground sometimes rose and sometimes fell.
"Jiajia, how is your medicine refining? How long will it take?" Sikong Yingting stood aside, her short skirt was blown up by the breeze, and she felt like she wanted to be blown up. She asked in a somewhat anxious tone.
"It should be just these few, and one more thing, cut some meat for me at night to help refine the medicine, so that you can achieve the desired effect." The hatred in Murong Lijia's eyes was very deep.
As long as she gets the meat she wants, the medicine will be refined quickly.
Murong Lijia also decided to start with Xia Yibing first, and then use Xia Yibing's head to get rid of the cold Feng Yiyang.
Then hand Ouyang Ze over to Sikong Yingting.
"Uh, okay, I'll give it to you tonight." Sikong Yingting responded immediately.
…
"Palace Master Death, the shares of the Murong family have been found. They hold 25% of the shares in Asia, and their total property is RMB 2 billion." Feng Jiang said truthfully based on the information he had found.
"Okay, Feng, is there a Baidao dance going to start recently? If I remember correctly, the time should be today in two months, right?" Xia Yibing remembers this time last year,
The two sisters were still in England, but there was a White Road Ball held in Asia, so they did not attend.
"Yes, Death Palace Master, what does the Palace Master mean?"
"In three days, all the Murong family's shares will be transferred to 'Bingxi'." Xia Yibing said without mercy.
She wanted to see if she appeared at this year's dance and all the shares of the Murong family were collected, whether Murong Chuyou would come to her to get the shares back, and whether she could also take this opportunity to find out more about it.
Is Murong Chuyou his childhood father?
"Yes, Lord Death Palace, Feng will take care of this matter tomorrow." Feng lowered his head and nodded, and his tone could be heard as a compliment.
"Uh, Feng, you go down first." Xia Yibing said calmly.
After the wind subsided, Xia Yibing stood up, looked upstairs, and walked upstairs.
Soon after, a concave and convex figure appeared on the outside of the clothes.
At this time, she was wearing black clothes, showing off her entire figure.
Xia Yibing tied up all her hair and put on a mask on her face, so that no one could tell who she was?