Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

After the flag raising ceremony, Zhu Wenxu returned the schoolbag to Ye Qingxia with a smile and stuffed a small note into her palm“ I'm calling. Remember to save it. This is also my wechat number. "“ Oh, OK. " Ye Qingxia looked at the sunny big boy in front of him. He looked three or four times older than them. A pair of bright eyes, she learned today that the light is a love of money. Zhu Wenxu's phone number! On the note in the palm of her hand! This is what Wu diefei and others did not get. hey! She suddenly thought of a way to make money. Ha ha ha! Dare to blackmail Miss Ben! Miss Ben sold you! She put the note away and looked back at the square of class 1, grade 3 in the crowd. She was looking for Han Sicheng. After all, I have to apologize and compensate him for stepping on his car. If she doesn't say it quietly, if Han Sicheng finds out and investigates it, she'll be in big trouble once she adjusts the monitoring, so she can only take the initiative to negotiate with him. After a while, the people on the playground had almost dispersed. There is no shadow of Han Sicheng in class 1, senior three. She turned around with her schoolbag on her back and was going to go to the teaching building. She saw Han Sicheng standing aside with the smell of frost. He looked at her thoughtfully and frowned. When ye Qingxia saw his look, he was cluttering in his heart. Did he already know that she had trampled a big hole on his roof? After she approached, Han Sicheng spread out his hand and extended it to her, as if asking for something? Huh? He also wants Zhu Wenxu's mobile phone number? Ye Qingxia took the note out of his pocket, smoothed it and put it in his palm. Han Sicheng clenched his hand and tore the note to pieces without looking. In the air, the scraps of paper danced like a group of small white butterflies. What's wrong? Ye Qingxia quickly knelt down to pick up the paper scraps, but they were too small. Seeing that the paper scraps in her hand had no possibility of patching up and recovery, she was angry immediately“ Why did you tear it? " Ye Qingxia puffed his cheeks and stared at him angrily“ I'm happy! " Han Sicheng looked at her with a cold face and a complex expression. There was a sense of my displeasure all over. Don't annoy me“ Ah! " Ye Qingxia sighed and thought that she had broken his car after all. It was normal for people to be angry“ I can't pay him after school. I hope he won't tell on me. " Han Sicheng glanced, huh? What did she say? Payment? Report? Is it not that the physical education internship teacher wants to leave a phone with Ye Qingxia as a friend? It's because she asks for money. In a good mood“ What's the matter? " Han Sicheng suddenly swept away the ice explosion breath gathered around him. Although his expression was still cold, his eyebrows and eyes were much softer, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, which seemed to be in a good mood. Ye Qingxia looked at him in surprise. Why was he so angry for a while and in a good mood for a while? But she didn't bother to explore what the male God (Sutra) was thinking. She quickly told Han Sicheng about the blackmail when she met porcelain in the morning, was taught by the director to wait for a rabbit, and fell over the wall and smashed his car. She happened to be seen by the physical education teacher“ I was going to sell him and earn a vote. That's good! " Ye Qingxia looked wrongly at the scraps of paper on the ground and couldn't spell it. After listening, Han Sicheng made a phone call and asked for two sentences, then reported Zhu Wenxu's number to Ye Qingxia. Ye Qingxia took a pen and a notebook and wrote it down. She was very happy. Now she made a fortune by it. But how can Han Sicheng find everything? It's great! This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.