"I have raised your family for nothing. They are all trash and don't know how to do anything. How did you send the photo? I'm warning you, wipe your tail clean. If it is found on me, Zhao Juan, you know my methods. "
Shen Xiyue cursed in a low voice. When she heard that the person on the other end of the phone said nothing except "I'm sorry" from time to time, she was so angry that she just threw the silver spoon in her hand on the table, "Are you mute? You can’t speak? A fool like you wants me to help you pick up my cousin? Huh! I’ll see you strip naked, but my cousin won’t even look at you!”
Zhao Juan shook her clenched hands, lowered her head and then raised it, placing it in the small plastic mirror on the desk. She saw her pretty face, gritted her teeth, and dared to answer, "Xiyue, I...have already I tried my best, but I couldn't get in at the address you told me...I'm sorry to disappoint you."
She had to coax her. In her senior year of high school, Shen Xiyue spoke up so that her parents could work in the Shen family.
Her parents often say that she should be grateful and repay Miss Shen well... and she should not be a wolf with white eyes, as she will be looked down upon by others.
Therefore, no matter how harshly she scolds her, she must endure it.
"What a pig brain, 50,000 yuan wasted!" Shen Xiyue cursed indiscriminately, and synthesized... photos! She was so angry! Even her adoptive father could see it, and the leaders of the National University of Science and Technology could even see it.
Zhao Juan did not look at the photos herself. She found the composite photos on an overseas website. The photos were also sent from abroad, and then she ran to Tianjin, a city far away from Beijing, to send them out... It should be impossible to find out.
"Then...are the photos still sent? I...I still have six copies that haven't come yet and I need to send them urgently. You...don't worry, I'm looking for an overseas website, and the photos are all sent from abroad. I'll go to Tianjin City again. Send it over, no... you won't be traced."
She still has some brains! Shen Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly: "What else are you sending! What I want are real photos, not this kind of synthesis! Hang up, don't call me if you have nothing to do during this time!"
Zhao Juan held her phone in a daze. After hearing the sound of the dormitory door opening, she quickly hid the phone in a drawer and started tutoring again.
After making a phone call in the bathroom, Fan Yuyan walked to the door of the reception room. The door was opened forcefully, and Shen Shuocheng walked out angrily.
"Shuocheng, what happened... ah" Before she could finish her words, she was slapped on the face. Fan Yuyan was frightened and screamed on the spot. She covered her face which was so hot and painful that she couldn't believe it. Looking at her husband.
Shen Shuocheng was so angry that he lost all his grace and slapped his wife in public. Several students happened to be passing by and were a little surprised to see this scene.
"Bitch! I want to find out that this matter has anything to do with you, and the relationship between you and me as husband and wife will end here!"
It was so embarrassing. His daughter’s suspicion, the school leader’s suspicion, and their sharp analysis made him untenable. When he thought about his wife’s abnormal expression, he...he almost said directly, "No need to check, it's very likely." Eighty-nine times it was Fan Yuyan who did it."
His daughter looked at him calmly with those dark eyes, and the sarcasm inside was so deep that she said, "He doesn't know what's going on, and he can't recognize people...", and even said that she would really go back to the Shen family. , will definitely be raised to waste.
What made him almost faint was that his daughter explained all the family matters to the school leaders.
At that moment, he seemed to be stared at by several eyes. Although they didn't say much, what they said was "Fortunately, Gu Chen was not brought up by him, otherwise he would be a waste." Such words made his face hurt with embarrassment.
