Disguised as a man to be a schoolmaster

Chapter 7 The Nouveau Riche's Son
The corners of Bai Liluo's mouth curled up, "I'll accompany you!"

She doesn't want to cause trouble, but she is not afraid of trouble!

If the only thing she got in return for being low-key was being constantly bullied, then she wouldn't mind being high-key!
Knowing that this is not the time to be competitive, Wang Meng covered his hands, turned his head and left the classroom with his subordinate Li Feiyun.

Fortunately, it is relatively early and there is no one there.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to explain to others.

When it was almost eight o'clock, the students in the class came one after another.

Although it is the first semester of the third year of high school, most of the content has been learned.

From now on, I almost start reviewing from the content of the first year of high school.

Bai Liluo looked at the box which was basically filled with teaching materials, and remembered the lessons he took in the family that adopted him when he was young, and couldn't help sighing. It seems that the pressure of ordinary people is not small.

She opened a Chinese textbook, and she didn't understand most of the contents, which she didn't learn before.

Learn from scratch!
————I am the dividing line of cuteness———

Kyoto.

General Hospital of the First Military Region.

In a luxury ward.

The person on the hospital bed was lying there on a drip, motionless.

If Bai Li landed here, she would definitely recognize that the person on the hospital bed was the unlucky guy she kindly rescued from the car.

A gray-haired middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa beside the hospital bed, with a finger-thick gold chain hanging around his neck, for fear that others would not know that his family was rich.

The nouveau riche lit the cigar in his hand and said softly, "Tell me, who did it!"

Ah Jin stood respectfully in front of the middle-aged man, "Patriarch, Ah Jin doesn't know, the cause of the accident is under investigation. Before the young master's accident, there was a conflict with a young master from Deng at the Phoenix Winery in the west of the city."

The nouveau riche is called Qi Southan, and when he learned of his son's car accident, he rushed over immediately.

Qi Southwest has a nickname on the road, called the Southwest Tiger, and is known for protecting the calf.

He remembered that there was another patient in the room, and he put the cigar in the ashtray and extinguished it before he took a puff.

He said to the bodyguard behind him: "Bring the boy from the Deng family over for tea!"

Bodyguard: "Yes!"

After a while.

"Cough cough..."

The people on the hospital bed finally responded.

"dad……"

"Qi Yan, you are my son, can you give me a little bit of courage? If you weren't lucky, you would have died on the highway!"

"I……"

Qi Yan spoke weakly, but in the end he didn't dare to talk back to his father.

"Recover well, and if you get into trouble, I'll wipe your ass for you!" Jin Xinan glared at Jin Yan with hatred.

"I'm sorry, Dad." Qi Yan was as docile as a good baby sheep.

"Do you know who shot it?"

"I don't know, I was on the highway, and suddenly someone passed from behind, and they had a gun in their hand. I was shot in the chest, I lost my steering wheel, and then I ran off the highway, and then I did something. I don't even remember."

"Okay, I will investigate this matter. I asked you to take leave from the school. You don't have to go to school for the time being."

"Ah."

Qi Yan is still in his freshman year. In order to enter the university, his father donated a brand new gymnasium to the school.

"I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

He watched Qi Southwest leave, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

In a blink of an eye, there was a dead silence in his eyes, which was quite different from the appearance of the good baby just now.

"Ajin."

"Young Master Qi, what are your orders?"

"At the scene of the car accident, go and investigate the girl who saved me."

"Yes."

　Our hero is not strong enough now, so we must rely on this method to hide our strength and bide our time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)