Chapter 916 : The most heartbreaking thing in the world 24
Zhang Yujie wanted to ask Ni Sihui why she kicked him like this, but when he thought that she was a violent woman with a low IQ, everything became clear, but he couldn't help but worry about whether she would do the same to the mayor or the municipal party committee secretary.
But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Zhou Ming's situation is extremely exciting. After the trial is delayed for a few more days, it will be even more difficult to reverse the case. There is no other better candidate, so we can only reluctantly let her go.
Zhang Yujie thought to himself: If seduction cannot succeed, then think of other ways, take it one step at a time.
"Then, leave me your contact information, and I will find out the whereabouts of the mayor or municipal party secretary, and then I will find a way to arrange a wonderful affair for you." Zhang Yujie has experienced this kind of bad trick a lot,
Just talking about the famous Immortal Dance, he has done it more than once with his friends.
"No need to bother, just wait for me." Ni Sihui smiled, and the moment she turned around, a tear fell down her face.[
This is the last time I cry for a man... for sure. Ni Sihui opened the door of the cafeteria, looked up at the cloudless sky, took a deep breath, and walked towards the teaching building.
Some time has passed since the incident in which Ah She was caught in No. 1 Middle School. The campus returned to its usual tranquility with the ringing of the school bell again, except for the faint sound of reading.
The sunglasses hanging on Ni Sihui's chest swayed, reflecting the sun's rays into two spots, which trembled as she kept moving forward.
Ni Sihui walked through the back door of the teaching building and never looked back. She knew that Zhang Yujie would definitely not catch up.
Ni Sihui's blue and white motorcycle was still parked steadily in front of the teaching building. She walked out of the front door, stood on the steps, and was stunned when she looked at the person sitting on the seat of her motorcycle.
"Brother Long." Ni Sihui called softly.
Brother Long had obviously been waiting for a while. He patted the dashboard of the motorcycle boredly with his hands, raised his head, looked at Ni Sihui high up, and said lightly: "Have you cried?"
"No." Ni Sihui hurriedly put on the sunglasses on her chest, trying to block her red and swollen eyes and messy tears.