Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"I don't think it's like..." Xia Chu Qi shakes his head, and with doubts, he and Wen Suli clean up the books together. He goes to the corridor and puts some sundries into the bookcase. As a result, he sees a group of people in the corridor. They are chatting happily. When they see her and Wen Suli, they stop chatting and look at them more.

"The seventh day of junior high school, their eyes seem really strange!" Wen Suli couldn't help whispering.

"Do you want to ask?" Early summer seven pick eyebrow to ask a way.

Wen Suli quickly pulled her sleeve and shook her head to stop her: "it's better not to..."

She was afraid that they were talking about themselves, and that they would look at themselves more strangely after seven questions in the early summer!

Seeing that Wen Suli was a little scared, Xia Qiqi knew what she was worried about. She patted her arm and said with a smile, "don't ask, and don't care what they look at or talk about..."

Wen Suli nodded and went on to pack up her things. On the seventh day of the summer, she also put them away. As soon as she closed the door of the bookcase, she saw a few unfamiliar classmates standing in front of her.

The seventh day of the summer was startled and asked, "what can I do for you?"

The students looked at each other. One of them hesitated for a moment and said slowly to the seventh day of summer, "I know what happened to you. It doesn't matter. All of us will support you!"

"Yes, come on!" Several other students also nodded, clenched her fist, and cheered her with a smile.

The seventh day of the summer is more inexplicable. Are these people crazy? She has nothing recently, and there is no competition to participate in. What do you want to do with her?

Seeing that they were going to leave, the seventh day of the summer quickly grabbed one of them and asked, "what are you talking about just now? Why do you want to cheer with me?"

The girl who was held by the seventh day of the summer, when she said so, she thought she was hiding it and didn't want to let everyone know. She said with a low smile, "I know it happened. You don't want to let everyone know. We can all understand it, but you have to rest assured that our whole school will be your strong backing!"

"Yes The others nodded in unison, and they left in a hurry without waiting for the seventh day of the summer.

"It's really a strange group of people..." on the seventh day of the summer, looking at the figure they left, he shook his head in a funny way and said to Wen Suli, "did you hear what they said just now? How do you feel like you've beaten chicken blood, and you want to be my backup? "

Wen Suli guessed a possibility in her heart, but then denied that this kind of Wulong thing could not happen!

But she was still a little worried. After hearing the question from the seventh day of the summer, she hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said with a smile, "I think maybe it's the school that has held some activities recently. People are very optimistic about you. Are you going to nominate you to participate?"

"Yes? But I'm not interested in these activities! " On the seventh day of the summer, she shrugged her shoulders regretfully and joked with Wen Suli: "what kind of activities do I see, nomination? It's the most suitable for Marcy to go!"

Wen Suli gave an absent-minded pause. She saw that there were still people pointing at them in the corridor. She was still worried. She quickly took her arm and said, "I'm hungry on the seventh day of junior high school. Shall we go to dinner?"

On the seventh day of the summer, Michelle and Wen Suli went to the school dining room side by side. The dining room was as lively as ever. Some students were looking for a place with their plates, and some occupied the place ahead of time. But almost all of them stopped chatting and looked up at them when they walked into the dining room together on the seventh day of the summer.

Seeing the original lively restaurant in silence for a moment, Xia Qiqi felt that this situation was a bit strange, but she always did not care about the eyes of others, shrugged at all the people looking at them, and was ready to get the plate.

"On the seventh day of junior high school, I don't think we'll have lunch here otherwise?" Wensuli pulled her arm and whispered.

She was still a little nervous when she was watched in full view of the public. She was worried that things would be like what she had just guessed, and that her fear of last night would come true!

On the seventh day of the summer, seeing her frightened appearance, she patted her arm comfortingly and said, "it doesn't matter. If we turn around and leave at this time, doesn't it mean that we are guilty?"

"But I'm afraid..." Wen Suli said anxiously.

The seventh day of the summer also understood her worry. She shook her head and said with a smile, "it's nothing. Don't you still have me with you? It's a big deal. Shall we take the plate or sit on the grass?"

Wen Suli nodded and answered. She and the seventh day of the summer chose lunch. They were carrying a dinner plate and were about to leave. Because Wen Suli was absent-minded, she accidentally ran into a group of people who walked into the restaurant. The jam and drink on the plate were also overturned, splashing the girl who was the leader of the group!

"My goodness, my skirt!" The girl screamed, looked at the jam on her new skirt and glared at Wen Suli angrily: "how do you walk, don't you have eyes?"

"Yes... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..." Wen Suli quickly put the dinner plate aside, took out a tissue from her arms, and hurriedly wanted to help her wipe the stains on her skirt.

"Not on purpose?" The girl pushed her away fiercely, raised her chin and toes, angrily said: "do you know that my skirt is the latest limited edition high-end customized by Dior, can you afford to pay for soiling my skirt?"

Wen Suli's face turned a little white. She quickly lowered her head and apologized: "I'm really sorry, I didn't see you coming, so I accidentally bumped into you..."

When she said this, she quickly and cautiously suggested: "if you don't give me this skirt, I'll help you clean it, and then give it back to you..."

"Wash it for me?" The girl seems to have heard some funny words. She looks back at some friends behind her, shakes her head and sighs: "listen to me, is this girl naive, such a high fixed dress, she even said to wash it for me and then give it back to me?"

Several friends around her also laughed one after another, and some even sneered and said, "these luxury brands will have someone to take care of them, so you can wash them as well?"

"I see, her whole body clothes add up, can't afford the cost of nursing!"

Wen Suli's face turned pale. For a moment, she didn't know how to forgive herself. She could only keep bowing her head and apologizing.

"The poor are the poor. They don't know how to save their tuition fees. It's ridiculous to come to the same school as us." The girl whose skirt was soiled looked at Wen Suli with disdain. She was obviously dissatisfied with being a schoolmate with such a poor man.