National male god

Chapter 27 Are You Aren't Afraid Of Slapping Your Face?
"Shen Zhongchen?" Lu's father was obviously a little surprised: "How did you get on that line?" He asked Lu Mi like this: "Didn't you still fight with him before?"

Lu Mi smiled, and her beautiful eyes narrowed: "Didn't I remind you? The only role of the two women around you is to show the diversity of human species." She also didn't have to think about her messy things in school. Who told this man.

"Are you still trying to anger Dad at this moment?" Lu Kelin had a loyal face on her face: "Lu Mi, I think our family is very affectionate and righteous to you, so don't be too shameless. Do you think there is nothing we can do if you tell Shen Zhongchen?"

"Do you think Shen Zhongchen is Zhou Huaici? You can cover it up with just a few nice words from you." After hearing Lu Mi's words, Lu Kelin was really in no mood to maintain her image of an obedient lady.

"Hey, isn't it just that I won once? Thanks to you, you can still remember it until now?" Lu Mi was so angry that she laughed instead.

She is so delicate in life, God favors her, and gave her a beautiful face that is full of disdain even when she is not talking, when she smiles now, she doesn't look happy, but she looks more and more cold and bone-chilling: "I I really don’t understand, you follow my ass every day just to find a fault in me, and then step on me.”

"You're quite interested?" Lu Mi raised her eyebrows, her light brown eyes fixed on Lu Kelin, and her slender eyelashes cast a thick shadow on her eyeballs.

Then she seemed to think of something, and laughed again: "But just because you said that I must be the last one in the exam, believe it or not, I can still slap you in the face this time." He said it, but the coldness inside and outside the words cannot be faked.

At this time, Lu Kelin had already figured it out. Thinking of the evidence she had collected so hard, her words gained some confidence.

"I want to see how you are going to slap me in the face." Lu Mi saw that Lu Kelin's face was still so high-spirited, Lu Kelin said: "Right now, call senior Shen Zhongchen to verify, do you dare? "

Lu Mi still had that indifferent face: "I have nothing to be afraid of, but you guys are really interesting, and you really feel that what you have found out is the truth?"

As she said this, she didn't feel afraid or anxious: "Do you know Shen Zhongchen's phone number? Do you need me to tell you his phone number?"

In fact, where does she have Shen Zhongchen's phone number?

But this person still has a calm and somewhat anxious look at this moment.

Lu's father looked at Lu Mi's face like this, and there was more and more hesitation in his eyes.

Of course Lu Mi didn't care about this, she was looking at Lu Kelin on the phone: "Don't make a wrong call with trembling hands, otherwise what would you do? You got Parkinson's at a young age, and you have no future in the future."

Lu Kelin gave her a blank look, but she really had no idea, especially Lu Mi's seemingly unscrupulous actions made her tremble a little.

But now that the arrow is on the string and has to be called, Lu Kelin can't take care of that much anymore. She compared the phone number she asked for from the teacher, and called one by one.

Lu Mi looked more relaxed now, and stopped arguing with Lu Kelin, and squatted aside to watch Lu Kelin make a phone call.

On the other hand, Lu's father looked at the three people who had plans in front of him, and he sighed softly.

And Lu Kelin has already pressed the call button.

"Who?" Shen Zhongchen's voice was pleasant, a little low, but inexplicably very noble.

He was questioning impatiently like this now, but his voice was pleasant. Lu Mi was not as nervous as the others. She was listening to the voice on the phone, thinking about the face of the person opposite.

Suddenly, I understood those little girls who confessed to Shen Zhongchen anonymously in the school forum all day long.

Among them, the confession of a little girl is still hanging on the top of the forum.

How is it written?Lu Mi thought like this, as if, if one day Shen Zhongchen is with me, I will help him take care of everything every day, and he only needs to be responsible for his beautiful appearance.

Thinking of this, Lu Mi couldn't help laughing.

Shen Zhongchen would not be able to resist letting others take care of him.

Lu Mi was thinking wildly over there, and Lu Kelin had already stammered out her reason for coming.

"Hello senior, I have a younger brother named Lu Mi. She was outside alone yesterday. She had an appointment with someone else. She said, can you testify, because something happened to our family that day, so I want to Ask if you can prove that she was indeed with you that day?"

The other party was silent for a long time.Lu Kelin didn't even show any impatience.

"... Yes." Finally, Shen Zhongchen spoke.

"That day of Lu Mi should have nothing to do with what happened in your family. I saw her that day."

After the first word came out of his mouth, Shen Zhongchen no longer seemed to cherish words like gold. He explained roughly, and then asked: "So I can hang up the phone?"

The other party's tone was obviously a little impatient: "I still have some things to settle." He hung up the phone without listening to Lu Kelin's answer after saying this.

Listening to the "beep—" hang-up sound in the phone's speaker, Lu Kelin was obviously still in a daze.

Lu Mi glanced at her: "I just said you have to slap your face."

Lu Kelin also wanted to defend herself: "Impossible! The evidence I found at the time was all accurate!"

Lu Mi looked at her and sighed: "Didn't I say it? You believe your own words too much and you will be slapped in the face. Do you think this is still the Qing Dynasty?"

But she said it like this, but she didn't say anything else, and then went back to her room directly.

When she passed by her own father, she smiled at the man with an ugly face: "Have you learned a lot?"

As soon as Lu Mi closed the door of her room, she didn't hear the faint quarrels and cries coming from outside.

She turned on the phone and skillfully entered a string of numbers with her photographic memory.

"Hello, senior Shen Zhongchen!" she said.

The tone of the person opposite was obviously not very good: "Give me an explanation."

Of course, Shen Zhongchen had reasons to be unhappy, after all, when he had just finished a set of training and was about to take a rest.

An anonymous text message was sent, only two words: "Su Ce."

Shen Zhongchen was still thinking about who sent this message, when he heard his cell phone ringing again.

After listening to the stuttering question from the opposite person, a flash of lightning flashed in Shen Zhongchen's mind, as if he understood who sent the anonymous text message just now.

(End of this chapter)