Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

The next day, Lu Qingyi received a call from Yao Meishu.

She sat in the classroom casually playing with her mobile phone, curled her lips slightly, and looked at the illuminated mobile phone screen with a bit of mockery at the corners of her mouth.

Quite unexpectedly, Yao Meishu would actually call her.

Although there is no remark, she also knows this number.

Once, she took it seriously, and looked forward to calling this number time and time again.

However, not once.

"Don't want to answer the phone?"

The phone rang again and again, and Lu Qingyi answered the phone for the fifth time. The female voice on the other end of the phone was very cold.

A question was abruptly spoken by Yao Meishu as a declarative sentence.

"As long as you know."

Lu Qingyi's index finger casually tapped the table top, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Now that you know, why call her?

"Are you kept?"

Yao Meishu didn't mean anything, she went directly to the subject.

She had always been cold and indifferent to Lu Qingyi, and her tone was a little sulky at this time.

Lu Qingyi chuckled, "Lu Jiayue said?"

Oh, it's funny.

"Don't do anything sorry for me."

Yao Meishu paused and said.

"Ms. Yao, it seems that there is no relationship between you and me except that little blood relationship."

Lu Qingyi chuckled lightly, her tone slightly mocking.

"I am your mother."

Yao Meishu on the other end of the phone was a little angry, her voice raised a bit.

"Biologically it is."

Remove the biological relationship, do they still have the so-called mother-daughter relationship?

The answer is no.

"I'm in front of a middle gate."

The sound of opening the door came from the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of closing the door.

The noise of traffic gradually came, and Yao Meishu probably got out of the car.

"You come out."

When Lu Qingyi arrived at the school gate, Yao Meishu wrung her bag and walked around the school gate anxiously.

It was the first time that she saw Yao Meishu's anxious side.

Lu Qingyi sneered, somewhat mocking.

"Lu Qingyi, am I not giving you living expenses?"

Yao Meishu was a little angry when she saw Lu Qingyi, she spoke to Lu Qingyi so harshly for the first time.

Lu Qingyi stood still, she spit out a few words softly, "Eighteen years."

Yes, Yao Meishu has never taken care of her in those eighteen years, do you want to take care of her now?

She hadn't used Yao Meishu for a penny in the previous eighteen years. Now, what right does Yao Meishu have to raise her living expenses?

"Lu Qingyi, cut it off."

Yao Meishu was stunned, her voice was a little soft, it seemed to be mixed with the slightest care.

Never before.

She watched Lu Qingyi quietly like this, the indifference in her eyes seemed to have disappeared.

Lu Qingyi raised her eyes, her eyebrows with an indifferent smile, "What are you going to do?"

She was a little taller than Yao Meishu, and her eyes met when she raised her eyes.

"Do you want me to be clear?"

Yao Meishu frowned.

"Do you believe everything Lu Jiayue said?" Lu Qingyi sneered, and a sarcasm smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"I said I didn't, do you believe it?"

It took a long time for Lu Qingyi to speak. She seemed to be explaining, and she seemed to be mocking Yao Meishu.

In front of Lu Jiayue, Yao Meishu's trust has always been in Lu Jiayue. Even if Lu Jiayue is wrong, Yao Meiling seems to stand beside Lu Jiayue without hesitation.

And she, to Yao Meishu, is nothing.

She didn't like her, even if she did nothing, she was wrong in Yao Meishu's eyes.

"How did your things come from?"

A 19-year-old girl, Yao Meishu doesn't believe she will have that ability.

Her mother Yao Huijuan must not deceive her. Since Yao Huijuan said that Lu Qingyi had never attended high school, she had never attended a high school.

In this world, reading is a shortcut, and only reading can have a good way out.

She definitely wouldn't believe how young Lu Qingyi would achieve.

"You didn't ask about my life before, now why do you ask about it?"

Lu Qingyi asked instead, she had no family affection in her eyes, no love for Yao Meishu, she looked at Yao Meishu like a stranger.

Yes, just a stranger.

An unrelated stranger.

"You can do anything, but things that are kept by others are not good."

Yao Meishu didn't feel embarrassed either, she said tightly with her hand holding the bag tight.

She wouldn't care about Lu Qingyi, and she didn't want to care about it.

However, she couldn't watch Lu Qingyi come in a mess either.

Lu Qingyi didn't explain, she just stared at Yao Meishu quietly, with a sneer in her eyes.

Nurturing?

Ah.

It's funny.

Didn’t it mean that I went to Kyoto many times, and I was able to get private custom-made sweets that others didn’t even think?

What does this have to do with nurturing?

It's funny.

It turned out that Yao Meishu was so unbearable in her eyes.

That's right. In Yao Meishu's eyes, she was always a hillbilly, a daughter who would be embarrassed if she had no culture and was unlovable.

However, Yao Meishu seems to have forgotten that she herself grew up in the countryside.

Yao Meishu asked again, "Have you heard?"

"I said, no. Believe it or not, it's your business."

Lu Qingyi met Yao Meishu's eyes, and she spoke very seriously.

She looked at Yao Meishu like this, with thin ice in her eyes, very cold.

She stepped back slowly, then turned around and left without looking back.

Yao Meishu was left alone at the school gate.

Yao Meishu's expression was a little dazed. She held her bag tightly and opened her mouth as if she wanted to stop Lu Qingyi, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She looked at Lu Qingyi's drifting back, her expression was a bit tangled and complicated.

"Are you okay?"

Lu Qingyi walked very fast and hit a wall of flesh as soon as he turned a corner. It was a bit hard, and it knocked her forehead a little bit pain.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Xu Boyan's deep eyes.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the top of Lu Qingyi's hair, his voice was very magnetic, very nice, and a little gentle.

"Does it hurt?"

He turned his hand in one direction, and softly asked Lu Qingyi's forehead for a while.

The tone rose slightly, with a little joy.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Lu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, her ear tips were slightly red.

She stepped back and moved a little away from Xu Boyan.

The tips of the ears are still red, and the face is slightly hot.

"Kid, are you shy?"

Xu Boyan chuckled, he did not miss Lu Qingyi's reddish ear tips.

He looked at Lu Qingyi with a smile, the tone in his throat was cheerful.

Lu Qingyi: "..."

Lu Qingyi bit her lower lip slightly, she raised her eyes to look at Xu Boyan, her eyes were a little complicated.

The heartbeat seems to be a little faster, faster than before.