Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 225

The library is locked with a code, so it is not too difficult for Qiao Yimo to unlock it.

She turned on her phone, hacked into the Shengxing College library website, and found the password that the administrator had entered before.

In less than 10 minutes, Qiao Yimo cracked the door of the library.

"668879." Qiao Yimo's voice was slightly cold, without any emotion.

Yu Changze successfully opened the combination lock according to the number Qiao Yimo said.

The library is neither too nor too small, and the light of the library is controlled from the outside.

The moment the door was opened, it was pitch black inside, and it was impossible to touch anything.

"Turn on the light." Qiao Yimo said calmly.

"Oh, good," Tiger followed behind and turned on the light.

Han Meng squatted in the corner and heard a familiar voice, and immediately cried bitterly, "Yimo, I'm here."

At this moment, Yu Changze's eyes flashed, his expression froze, and he looked for the place on the right side of the library.

Qiao Yimo also followed her footsteps and walked over.

Slowly. The low cry became clearer and clearer.

Yu Changze stepped forward and looked at Han Meng who was squatting in the corner in a mess, the chill in his eyes burst out instantly.

"Mengmeng." Yu Changze stepped forward and gently hugged Han Meng in his arms, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay."

The moment Han Meng saw Yu Changze coming forward, all her grievances and fears were vented out. She trembled, "This place is so scary. So scary."

"Yimo." The moment Han Meng saw Qiao Yimo, she immediately broke free from Yu Changze's arms and fell into Qiao Yimo's arms again, "Great, great, you are finally here."

Qiao Yimo patted Han Meng's back, her voice was rare and gentle as if coaxing a child, "It's okay, it's okay."

It seemed that a different emotion was slowly growing in Qiao Yimo's heart.

Is this friendship?

Seeing her in such pain, she was actually a little sad.

Not long after, Han Meng's mood finally recovered. She wiped Qiao Yimo and Yu Changze's clothes, and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I made your clothes dirty."

"It's okay, let's go out first." Qiao Yimo reached out and pulled Han Meng up.Turning her head to look, she found that Han Meng was not moving. Her voice was faint, "What's wrong?"

Han Meng hissed, covering her face to hide her pain, and said, "I can't stand up, my butt hurts."

Hearing this, Yu Changze, who was standing aside, stepped forward, hugged her, and walked out.

Qiao Yimo narrowed her eyes, as if thinking about something.

In Class A, Qiao Anchu sang and cleaned up the books on the table.

The thought of that little slut still being locked up in the library made her feel good as hell.

Let the little bitch stay inside for one night before he can learn a lesson.

Originally, she only wanted to insult Qiao Yimo and Han Meng, but she never thought that that little bitch was so sharp-tongued that she would expose her scars in front of several people.

If you want to blame, blame yourself for provoking her with your cheap mouth.

Meng Ran looked at Qiao Anchu who was in a good mood, and was a little worried, "Anchu, do you think Han Meng will tell Qiao Yimo?"

"Hmph, so what if I tell you, now our An Chu is the future heir to the royal music of country Y, what can Qiao Yimo, a little bitch, do?"

"That's right, today we have to rely on An Chu to take care of us." Meng Ran squeezed out a very bright smile on her face.

Heh, Qiao Anchu looked at them with a look of disdain. Now these people still have room to use. If she becomes the heir, she will get rid of this group of dog skin plasters immediately.

(End of this chapter)