Chapter 388

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Zhuo Xiaoyan and another roommate came back. Seeing the scene of the bed thumping, he was a little dazed:
"what's the situation?"

Bai Qianchi gave Lin Xue a disdainful look, then straightened up, and looked lightly at the two roommates who came back from the door.

Without speaking, he returned to his bed.

Bai Qianchi didn't even eat dinner, she just picked a bottle of milk and bread from the bag of food that the boy gave her, and ate some casually
After taking a shower, I read a book and went to bed.

I found a comedy and watched it together with Di Xiaozuo.

The whole show has comedy elements, and the laughs never stop from the beginning to the end, but Bai Qianchi didn't even raise the corner of his mouth.

Not to mention laughing.

Lying on the bed, I don't know if it was because the burning pain in his hand was too tormenting, or for some other reason, Bai Qianchi didn't feel sleepy at all.

Ink Garden——

study--

The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

The man's hand froze while reviewing the documents, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the phone next to him, his bright light gradually dimmed as he glimpsed the caller ID on the screen.

Pick up the phone and answer the call:
"grandmother."

"Di Shaojue, what's going on with the rumors that are spreading outside, what's going on with Fansha? He didn't even call him the young nobleman, and just used his first and last name.

"I'll handle it."

"Tell me honestly, did you do something to offend Xiaoqianchi? Let me tell you, if you dare to mess around, believe it or not, I'll take your skin off."

Tan Moyan's voice was accompanied by Di Beichen's voice: "His leg was broken too."

Young Master Di sighed slightly: "It's nothing."

"It's best if you don't have one. If you dare to make Xiaoqianchi unhappy, see if I don't teach you a lesson."

"..."

"Old lady, call me, it's my time." Di Beichen's voice came from the receiver.

After Di Beichen answered the phone, he snarled again: "Stinky boy, please restrain your violent temper. No matter what's wrong with you, it's your fault that you have scandals with other women."

"I don't care what your reason is, even if Xiaoqianchi caused trouble and made you unhappy, you should coax, get used to, and pamper me well, otherwise you will feel better."

"understood."

"Where's Xiao Qianchi? Tell Xiao Qianchi to answer the phone." Hearing Di Shaojue's words, the two elders felt relieved.

"She's at school."

As soon as Di Shaojue finished speaking, he hung up there.

He knew that Er Lao had gone to call Bai Qianchi.

Typical patriarchal.

Di Shaojue opened WeChat and looked at the message on the top column. The profile picture was Di Xiaozuo, and the note was "wife".

Click on it, and the chat history with her is still from the previous day.

From yesterday to now, one day and one night, she didn't even send him a message.

Was it because I said too much last night that I scared her?
Young Master Di threw his phone on the table and scratched his hair irritably.

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There was no class the next morning, so Bai Qianchi stayed in the library all morning.

The flower delivery boy accurately found her location, looked at Bai Qianchi's gauze-wrapped hands, and his terrible expression, and couldn't help asking: "Goddess Qianchi, your hand is hurt."

"It's okay." Bai Qianchi replied lightly, and signed for the flowers.

Seeing that Bai Qianchi was in a bad mood, the flower delivery boy couldn't help but gossip:
"Goddess Qianchi, shouldn't you be arguing with your boyfriend?" Just after finishing speaking, she thought it was impossible:

"No way, your boyfriend sends you flowers every day. It can be seen that he loves you very much, so why is he willing to quarrel with you?"

"He's not my boyfriend."

(End of this chapter)

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