Rebirth of a wealthy family: the bad wife of a black-bellied CEO

Chapter 90 Ghost Brahmin Asura
"Drip." The reaction on the other side was fairly quick, and Ye Bitong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Si... Sister Sisi, I... can I scan your payment code..."

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

How could she have thought... In the past, she didn't dare to fart, and when she saw her, she was like a toad like a quail, but now she is like a ghost Shaura, easily putting herself down...

If you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts!
Starting today, this person in front of me will definitely become my nightmare...

Tang Sisi looked at the payment reminder on her mobile phone, her expression unchanged:
"Line up for me one by one and go to the administrative office."

Nani? ? ?

Okay... the administration office?

The faces of Ye Bitong and his group turned even paler.

This... isn't this fatal?
"Sister Sisi... If you have something to say, if you have something to say, I will give you as much money as you want! Just don't go to the administrative office..."

What does it mean to go to the administration office?
Demerit penalty, not getting a degree certificate...

At the beginning, she was a mess in the college entrance examination, but her family used her relationship to enter Nantah University.

Nantah University is a private university, and her father was able to come in because she was a manager in a company run by a board member of Nantah University.

After finally making it to the senior year, she was about to get her certificate and slap her butt to leave. At this juncture, she unexpectedly killed a ghost Shaura and asked her to go to the administration office? ? ?
But... is it really okay not to go?
"Also." Three words fluttered from above.

what?
She... heard right?
Means, she doesn't have to go to the administration office?
Hehe, as expected, money can turn ghosts around... No matter how abnormal this Tang Sisi is, she is a poor ghost after all, how could she resist her own conditions.

I thought this was the incarnation of justice, and when I heard the money, I returned to its original shape.

Lin Hong and the others next to him also heaved a sigh of relief, their academic certificates can be regarded as preserved, Amitabha!
Ye Bitong immediately endured the pain, squeezed out a stiff smile, and said:
"Sister Sisi, how much do you want, everything..."

"You don't have to go to the administrative office, go to the police station, let's go."

what?
Ye Bitong's smile completely froze on his face.

The students outside felt that the toilet was terribly quiet after the screams, and no one dared to go in to see what happened. Just as they were confused, they heard a miserable wailing sound again:

"Forgive me..."

The students around were so frightened that their hearts beat like drums, they immediately stood a little further away, but pricked up their ears, for fear of missing any movement.

What's going on inside?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a figure coming out of the toilet.

With short hair and studded shirt, it was Ye Bitong.

"Come out, come out..."

A group of people had conditioned reflexes and were about to run away quickly. Someone noticed something and hurriedly grabbed the hem of the person next to him:
"Wait, wait! Am I blind? Look!"

The next moment, almost everyone stood still at the same time, showing an unbelievably dull expression on their faces.

Nani? ? ?

Is this really Ye Bitong?
His short hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and his shirt and shorts were covered with muddy stains.

What is even more impossible to ignore is that her left face was swollen high, with a row of fingerprints clearly left on it.

The whole person is like a bereaved dog, his color is ashen, he walks out step by step with his head bowed, no, rather than walk, it should be more appropriate to say no, the walking posture is almost limping, very weird.

The hostility in his body was gone, and he was no longer arrogant and domineering as before.

(End of this chapter)