The heroine lives like a villain

Chapter 170 The National School Grass Was Dumped (11)

Shengge was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth.

"It's true that he's a bad guy, but he's not a threat to me."

After speaking, she followed Gu Bei.

Su Qingyue didn't understand, and looked at her with puzzled eyes.

The intern policeman in charge of the dispute saw her worried face and said kindly, "Gu sir is your friend's brother, don't worry."

Hearing this, Su Qingyue's jaw dropped in shock.

Older brother?
There was an older brother in the past?
Or the police?

Why has she never heard of it?
Seeing her shocked expression, the intern policeman knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly slipped away while Su Qingyue wasn't paying attention.

When she came back to her senses and wanted to ask some more questions, the other party had already left.

She found a place and sat down.

The whole person lowered his head, absent-minded.

After Sheng Ge followed Gu Bei into his office, Gu Bei gave her a box.

The small carved wooden box is very delicate.

Holding it in the palm of your hand, you can still smell a faint scent of sandalwood.

The color is dull and has a certain sense of age.

Sheng Ge frowned slightly, and looked at Gu Bei in confusion.

"For me?"

"Well, my father begged for this for you back then. He said that he would wait for the right opportunity to give it to you. I think now is the right opportunity."

She's grown up and it's time to give it to her too.

As her elder brother, he can't protect her all his life, and he will always rely on her in the future.

Shengge gently stroked the small wooden box in her hand, it was very smooth, which made her feel very peaceful.

Suppressing the thought of opening it, she put the small wooden box into her pocket.

The corner of her mouth was slightly hooked, she looked at Gu Bei gently: "Since it is for me, then I will not be polite."

The corner of Gu Bei's mouth twitched.

He thought that this girl should refuse anyway, or ask about her origin.

The results of it?that's it?
Sighing in his heart, he looked at her earnestly.

"Father said that it was obtained from an eminent monk, and it was consecrated. You should keep it carefully in the future, and don't lose it."

Sheng Ge nodded, and replied casually: "Well, after all, this is the last thing he gave me, so I should keep it well."

She is not Gu Xiannian, the only thing she can do is to change her life for her and live out the rest of her life.

As for family love, there is no substitute.

Gu Bei could tell at a glance that she didn't take his words to heart, but there was nothing he could do.

Shaking his head, he sighed lightly.

"I really don't know who you are like."

"Like myself."

Shengge left him speechless.

She raised her eyebrows triumphantly, spread her hands, and laughed provocatively.

"If there is nothing to do, I will leave, and if there is something to do, I will also leave. No need to send it off, bye!"

After the words fell, she had already opened the door and left.

Gu Bei stood behind the door and sighed several times.

"I don't know if what my father said back then will become a reality. If it is true, can this girl hide?"

"Hey! Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it seems that we can only resign ourselves to fate."

……

As soon as Sheng Ge came out, she saw Su Qingyue sitting not far away, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she put her hands in her pockets.

"Why haven't you left yet? Wait for me?"

Hearing this, Su Qingyue raised her head subconsciously.

Facing her playful gaze, he was stunned for a while.

She thought, she must have been poisoned by this person, just one look made her want to sink.

After a while, she remembered to answer.

"I, I was a little worried about you, so I didn't leave, and wanted to wait for you to go back to school together."

"I'm not going back."

Who knew, Shengge's words shattered her fantasy.

Su Qingyue looked at her with teary eyes, bit her lip, and didn't say a word.With that appearance, anyone who saw it would feel that they were being bullied.

　I have nothing to write today, I will make up tomorrow ([-]th tomorrow, everyone go to bed early, good night, sweet dreams!)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)