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Chapter 132 Yuan Hua, come to my office

Charlotte became quiet and covered her head with clothes, as if she were dead and motionless.

Ma Dongmei was very satisfied. The iron-clad fact once again proved that the person Charlotte cared about most in her heart was still him.

Then she looked at Qiu Ya with pity. Poor woman, I'm afraid you don't know that you are just a substitute for me in Charlotte's heart!

Qiu Ya was puzzled by her look: "Dongmei, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Dongmei patted Qiu Ya on the shoulder and sighed: "Qiu Ya, I can only say that many things are either what you think you think or what you think."

"..."

You are crazy!

Qiu Ya turned around depressedly, thought for a moment, and pulled He Xie's school uniform in front of her.

He Xie put down the book and turned around helplessly.

He was now glad that Qiu Ya didn't develop the bad habit of poking him with a pen. Looking at the large pockmark-like pen marks on the back of Xia Luo's school uniform, He Xie suddenly wanted to buy Ma Dongmei a compass.

The kind that is sharpened.

"Yuan Hua," Qiu Ya carefully looked at He Xie's expression, "I want to say that your affairs have nothing to do with us. No matter what, you are still you in my heart."

He Xie was startled, but he didn't expect Qiu Ya to say such a thing.

Ma Dongmei also came up to her at this time and said: "Yuan Hua, don't listen to other classmates' chatter. Your dad is your dad and you are you. We are alone and not next to each other. There is no influence.

,understand?"

He Xie was delighted: "Listen to what you said, do you still have friendship with my old man?"

Ma Dongmei chuckled: "You forgot that when we were in the second year of high school, some of our classmates went to your house to play, and your dad and I chatted about Marx for half an hour."

"..." He Xie suddenly felt a little horrified, what the hell is this happening?

Ma Dongmei, Ma Dongmei, you are really beautiful.

Ma Dongmei punched He Xie and chuckled: "But you think I don't know. That time you mainly wanted to invite Qiu Ya. You were just afraid that Qiu Ya would be embarrassed, so you invited a few of us."

Qiu Ya suddenly felt shy and pushed Ma Dongmei. Ma Dongmei imitated Xia Luo and raised her eyebrows, hehehe.

He Xie smiled, took a deep look at Qiu Ya, and turned around.

Ma Dongmei also looked at Qiu Ya with admiration. Although she didn't want to think about many things, it didn't mean that she didn't know how to look at people. The fact that Qiu Ya was the first to talk to Yuan Hua at this time made Ma Dongmei overturn her understanding of Qiu Ya.

"Qiu Ya, you are actually a very kind person." Ma Dongmei commented seriously.

Qiu Ya didn't want to talk to her. When you evaluate a girl, do you use righteousness? When you evaluate a girl's feelings for a boy, do you use righteousness? What kind of brain circuit do you have?

Go be honest with your Charlotte!

Qiu Ya's mind replayed the scene she encountered last Thursday when she went to pick up her cousin from primary school...

At that time, District Chief Yuan was caught for corruption. Yuan Hua had not come to school for a long time. There were rumors that he and his mother had fled abroad. Some people even said seriously that one of his uncles abroad saw Yuan Hua.

Hua sifts sand at a construction site in Ethiopia.

In short, there is anything to say.

At that time, Qiu Ya also felt that it was a pity. Yuan Hua's attraction to her had doubled recently. She once had that shameful dream about Yuan Hua. But the downfall of Yuan's father made Yuan Hua a bad name in school.

Now that he is out on the street, everyone calls him a "little corrupt criminal". Qiu Ya still doesn't have the courage to "brave the truth" to continue her high school "sunset love" with Yuan Hua.

Therefore, her thoughts about Yuan Hua have faded away a lot. If nothing happens, those thoughts may be completely gone sooner or later.

But she saw the car at the door of a small building.

That is, on Sunday a month ago, she and her mother met the car picking up Yuan Hua at the street corner.

She also saw that person, the one who got out of the car and bowed to Yuan Hua that day.

This person happened to park his car not far in front of her, and behind Qiu Ya, there was a front room that was being renovated.

Qiu Ya looked at this man twice and was a little surprised, because she and her mother originally thought that this man was Yuan's father's driver, but now she saw that he was well-dressed and had a mobile phone in his hand.

He doesn't look like a driver either.

What happened next confirmed Qiu Ya's guess.

In this facade that was being renovated, a man who looked a bit naive ran out. When he saw the man, he burst into laughter: "Minister Luo, why are you here in person?"

Minister? Is he an official?

Although Qiu Ya was a little strange, she didn't pay too much attention to it. She had no interest in Yuan Hua anymore, so the identity of this minister had nothing to do with her.

At this time, she saw her cousin coming out of school, so she was about to leave. But at this moment, the conversation between the two people stopped her in her tracks!

"Sixty-one, how are you doing?"

"Hey, Minister Luo, we can open in half a month."

"How long will it take?"

"It's your first time doing such a big thing, so take your time. If something goes wrong, I'll be so sorry to Mr. Yuan. By the way, Minister Luo, how is Mr. Yuan doing lately?"

"What else can I do? I haven't gone to school. I'm just staying at home. I guess this storm will pass."

Qiu Ya was particularly shocked when she heard this conversation!

Mr. Yuan? Are they talking about Yuan Hua?

They mentioned "not going to school" and said "the limelight has passed." It should be Yuan Hua, but how did Yuan Hua become Mr. Yuan?

Qiu Ya stopped.

"Minister Luo, I'm just a little worried..."

“Worried about not having enough money?”

"No, it's not!"

Qiu Ya saw Minister Luo patting Liu Yi on the shoulder and said earnestly: "What happens at Mr. Yuan's family has nothing to do with us. The reason why we followed Mr. Yuan in the first place was not for his family, but for him.

this person!"

"Besides, I told you before. Mr. Yuan told me personally that our affairs will not be affected by his family at all. What do you have to worry about?"

The man named Liuyi scratched his head and said with a smile: "Do you think Mr. Yuan will fall behind in his homework if he doesn't go to school for such a long time?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Minister Luo asked, "What's Mr. Yuan's IQ, and what's yours? He goes to school just because that's what he can do at his age, not because he needs to learn something, do you understand?"

"Ming, understand."

"Well, take me in and take a look."

Teacher Wang walked into the classroom, and Qiu Ya had to interrupt her memories.

She looked at He Xie's back in front of her with some trance, and her heart was full of questions.

Yuan Hua, what kind of person are you?

As soon as Teacher Wang came in, he saw He Xie. His face flashed a little unnaturally, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Charlotte, is your hair messy or is it just like that?" Teacher Wang stood on the podium and said with a smile.

The classmates burst into laughter.

Charlotte pulled her hair and coughed lightly: "This is order in chaos, not a typical Shamate style."

Teacher Wang said with a smile: "Teacher doesn't know much about art. Well, it's not a mess. Okay, students, open the textbooks and let's start class."

The class ended uneventfully, and Teacher Wang seemed to have never seen He Xie from beginning to end.

But as soon as the bell rang, Teacher Wang called He Xie's name.

"Yuan Hua, come with the teacher and tell you something."

The students' eyes all fell on He Xie, and they became weird.

He Xie's face remained as usual and he followed Teacher Wang out of the classroom.

The next moment, the teachers were in an uproar!

"I heard from the teacher last time that Yuan Hua would not be able to be a class monitor."

"Then, if the son of a corrupt criminal is made the class monitor, can our class still be able to hold its head high?"

"I think we should think about who to choose as monitor. Hey, what do you think of Charlotte?"


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