The President's Best Wife

Chapter 58 Chapter 58
"I don't care if you did it on purpose or not, but it was true that you framed me at the time, and I was just defending myself against other people's harm. As for whether you can graduate smoothly, it has nothing to do with me. The evil I did is my own fault." Take it." After speaking, regardless of Qiaoqiao's obstruction, he closed the door forcefully.

Xia Xia gave her a thumbs up, "You are amazing, my Joe, handsome! I didn't realize that you have such a domineering side. I really didn't see it before."

"Because we didn't know each other well before." Wen Qiao joked with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, it's Friday the day after tomorrow, which is the time for the selection of solo dancers in "The Last Day". How are you preparing?" Xia Xia sat down on Wen Qiao's bed again, as if her bed would be more comfortable.

Wen Qiao herself was not very sure, and her foot injury hadn't healed in the past two days, so the dance practice was put on hold.

Seeing Wen Qiao's hesitant expression, Xia Xia chuckled, "Oh, we are classical dancers, why do we have to go to the ballet selection, right? Chinese and Western don't match, you see, I never go to any activities and graduate with peace of mind That's good, my father has already thought about letting me join the army as a literary soldier."

Hearing this, Wen Qiao looked at her.

In the previous life, Xia Xia did mention that she would go to the army, but she didn't go to the army afterwards. It seemed that she was engaged to someone. The man's family didn't like women who were too boyish and lost their feminine beauty. Lian Xiaxia was not living happily.

As for who she was engaged to, she couldn't remember for a while. After all, there was a gap between her and her in the previous life, and she didn't pay much attention.

Xia Xia has an extroverted personality, she dresses ladylikely but looks like a tomboy, her mother's wish to revise her dance major behind her back, and when she found out, the admission notice had already been mailed home.

"Then do you want to join the army?" Wen Qiao asked her.

Xia Xia: "Why not? I actually don't want to be a soldier of art. I want to carry a gun like my dad and defend the country. It's so handsome."

"What about the other half, what do you think?" Wen Qiao asked again.

Xia Xia rubbed her chin and said, "My wish since childhood was to marry Brother Bing. It's better to be stronger than my father, so that I can be subdued."

Wen Qiao looked radiant when she talked about this, and couldn't help but think of her previous life, "It's important to find someone you like, Xia Xia, you must stick to your own ideas, sometimes the arrangements at home may be for your own good, But it might not be right for you.”

Xia Xia looked at her, "Why does this sound meaningful? Is there something wrong with the one you and your dad arranged? But isn't it all right this morning?"

Wen Qiao: "..."

"You think too much, we are fine."

After one or two classes in the afternoon, Wen Qiao had no class.

She tidied herself up briefly, told Xia Xia that she would come back after she went out to buy something, and left the dormitory door with a watermelon red JANSPORT backpack on her back.

She hailed a car at the school gate, and she had put on a mask before the car came. There are well-known actors in the art school, so there is nothing wrong with pretending to be herself.

After reporting the address, the car started and left.

An hour later, the car stopped at Scarlet Bar.

Wen Qiao paid the money and got out of the car.

(End of this chapter)