This Fake Daughter Deserves To Be Spoiled

Yang Chuyue looked at her eyes, her eyes swayed, and she glanced at her fingers holding the door frame, white and slender.

"Wang Li is because of me..."

"But the other one is here to find me." Tang Shuangxu interrupted her, leaving her face aside, her face looked particularly cold under the light, "I thought we were at least friends, but you were hiding things about Wang Li from the beginning. ."

"In fact, it's not a big deal." Yang Chuyue explained.

Tang Shuangxu didn't speak, but just glanced at Wang Li's side.

Is this what you are talking about?

Yang Chuyue inexplicably understood what she meant, and stretched out her hand to touch the tip of her nose.

"Have you ever finished?" Wang Li's face was ugly, with a cigarette in his mouth. He came in such a big battle, and neither of them had any fear on their faces.

"It's over for today." Yang Chuyue retracted her hand, and no longer stubbornly pushed Tang Shuangxu into the room. She turned to look at Wang Li, glanced at Xi Jia, and said, "Let's chant, I originally wanted to find I have an opportunity to ask you, whose money did you take to trouble Tang Shuangxu?"

"Want to know?" Xi Jia laughed and tucked her phone into her pocket. "Then as you said, everything is over today, and I'm also anxious to go on business and get the money."

Yang Chuyue walked a few steps forward and was clasped with a hand on her shoulder.

"Chuyue, don't commit any crimes." Zhao Canlin stopped her with disapproval on her face, "You and your friends go to the house and stay."

Yang Chuyue directly pushed away his hand.

Afterwards, no one could remember which side moved the hand first, but what everyone in the room remembered was that Yang Chuyue went straight to Wang Li and kicked it up.

Wang Li was taller than Yang Chuyue, and when he saw her kicking over, he stretched out his hand to block her, and even wanted to grab her foot.

He did indeed grab Yang Chuyue’s ankle as he wished, but before the triumphant smile appeared on his face, Yang Chuyue twisted his waist and lifted his other foot off the ground, twisting and kicking on his face. The kick made Wang Li unable to stand, and let go.

"Fuck! Great!" Chen Sihao stared at it, taking out his phone to take a photo.

A friend of Zhao Canlin next to him didn't know when he came to him, reached out his hand and took his mobile phone, put one hand on his shoulder, and smiled at him, "Just take a look, just take a picture."

Wang Li staggered a few steps back and fell to the ground, but Yang Chuyue stood steadily, looking at him with her eyes down, and moving her wrists.

After a while, Wang Li was pressed by Yang Chuyue with her head on the ground. The slender girl knelt on one knee with her knee resting on his back, shackling him to the point of being unable to lift him.

A few days ago, the person who looked calmly raised his desk and picked up the school uniform on the ground, the expressionless expression at the moment, made people feel a little frustrated.

"Are you stupid?" Yang Chuyue grabbed the curl on his head and pulled it up, "I really hate people like you."

Her fingers tightened, so hard that the knuckles turned white, pulling his head and smashing it to the ground.

"Churyue!" Zhao Canlin stopped her in time.

The ground is full of broken bricks, even if it's just a flat concrete floor, I'm afraid something will happen if she knocks her head like this.

Yang Chuyue pressed the corners of her lips tightly and didn't say a word, there was still hostility in her eyes.

"Yang Chuyue." Tang Shuangxu's voice sounded behind her, "Enough is enough."

Yang Chuyue took a deep breath, and slowly let go of her fingers that were stiff because of too much force. She straightened up and kicked Wang Li with her foot, "Is it over?"

"It's over... It's over..." Wang Li also breathed a sigh of relief and quickly answered.

Yang Chuyue looked at Xi Jia over there.

Compared with Wang Li, Xi Jia seemed to have nothing to do. When Yang Chuyue looked over, she subconsciously took two steps back.

When everyone Wang Li and Xi Jia greeted them to leave, many people still looked in a trance. The fight tonight seemed to be different from the previous fights.

"Does the Wushu Academy still enroll students?" Chen Sihao asked Zhao Canlin.

Zhao Canlin glanced at him, "Enrolling students three hundred and sixty-five days a year."

Chen Sihao's eyes lit up.

"You will live here in the future?" Yang Chuyue looked sideways at Tang Shuangxu, his eyes fell in the door, and he could see the dim yellow light inside, because it was on the first floor, probably in the garage, and the ceiling inside was higher than usual. The house is lower.

Yang Chuyue hadn't entered yet, just looking at it outside, there was a feeling of depression.

Most importantly, it is not safe here.

Just the big movement just now, there was no movement in the houses that were on, no one called the police, and no one said anything. If Tang Shuangxu really encountered something here, it might not be useful to ask for help.

"Yeah." Tang Shuang said in response. She pressed the corners of her lips, her voice was a little soft, and she had a somewhat indifferent tone, "I only have enough money to rent here. Anyway, I can sleep."

Yang Chuyue was still a little worried.

At this moment, Peng Anran's voice rang from behind, "My cousin has a room in Xiangshan Community that is unoccupied."

While talking, she bumped Chen Sihao with her elbow.

Chen Sihao immediately understood what she meant, and said, "This is actually given to my dad by the school. I haven't lived in it after the renovation. If you want to live, I can tell my dad that the rent is cheaper for you."

Xiangshan Community is right next to the school. Most of the people who live in it are school teachers. After going out from the back door of the school, that is, to the third middle school, Xiangshan Community is an uphill road out of the school gate.

It is indeed much better than here.

Yang Chuyue asked Chen Sihao: "Would you like to ask Teacher Chen now, how much is the rent?"

After asking her, she said in a low voice to Tang Shuang: "It doesn't matter, I will lend you the money if you don't have enough money. You can pay back when you have money."

Yang Chuyue, who has saved her New Year's money since junior high school, still has pocket money every week, thinks her wallet is quite generous.

"Okay." Chen Sihao said and called Teacher Chen.

It's just after eight o'clock, when Teacher Chen answered the phone, "You want money again?"

"No." Chen Sihao said: "Just to ask you, our house is in the Xiangshan Community..."

At first, Mr. Chen heard Chen Sihao say that a friend wanted to rent a house, but he refused. Later, Peng Anran explained a few words next to him, saying that it was Tang Shuangxu from Class 4. Yang Chuyue was already thinking about whether she could let Tang Shuangxu be with him. After staying for a while, I heard that Teacher Chen had agreed to this matter.

"What does this smelly old man mean?" As soon as the phone hung up, Chen Sihao screamed, "I heard it was my friend who stopped renting?"

"Tang Shuang's preface to the middle school entrance exam in English is number one in the school." Peng Anran said.

One sentence made Chen Sihao shut up.

His dad is also the leader of the English group in the second middle school.

Chen Sihao went home to get the keys, and Yang Chuyue helped Tang Shuangxu take the things he had just moved to Xiangshan Community. Zhao Canlin and others helped, plus Tang Shuangxu didn't have many things, just a suitcase and some books.

When he arrived at Xiangshan Community, Chen Sihao had also come over with the key.

"Although we have never lived in our house, we have everything that should be there. By the way, my dad is not worried about the contract. He will go to the school to talk to you tomorrow afternoon." Chen Sihao said.

Tang Shuang frowned when he heard the words and thanked him.

Yang Chuyue can guess what she is thinking about. Although the second middle school is not closed-end management, students are allowed to live off campus, but this is based on the premise that parents are accompanied or signed by parents.

Teacher Chen is looking for Tang Shuangxu, she must ask her family members to agree or disagree.

"It doesn't matter if you live alone?" Before leaving, Yang Chuyue looked at Tang Shuangxu.

Tang Shuangxu nodded, "You also go back early, be careful on the road, thank you for what happened tonight."

"Then we will leave, the person Xi Jia said, if you want to find her, remember to call me to accompany you." Yang Chuyue reached out and touched the tip of his nose, "You are not familiar with No. 1 Middle School, go there. You may not be able to find someone, I can ask a friend to help you ask."

What Yang Chuyue asked from Xi Jia was only one deduction number. She even knew that the other party was added from the Tieba group, saying that it was a group of No. 1, but whether everyone in it was a group of No. 1, then say Uncertain.

"Yeah." Tang Shuang responded.

When Yang Chuyue turned to leave, she heard her yelling to herself.

"What's the matter?" Yang Chuyue turned and looked at her.

"Remember to memorize the words." Tang Shuang prefaced.

When sitting in the elevator, Yang Chuyue was reciting the words silently, and Chen Sihao next to her didn't know when she got close to her, "Yang Chuyue, are your martial arts colleges so awesome?"

"She is not from a martial arts college." Zhao Canlin grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to the other side, successfully squeezing between him and Yang Chuyue.

Chen Sihao didn't mind this at all. At the moment, the whole person was still excited, "Then what she knows is the uncle you taught? Just the one who flew up and kicked Wang Li, so handsome, awesome..."

Not only Chen Sihao was curious about this, but those who followed Chen Sihao were also very curious. Although they didn't directly ask, they all listened with their ears outstretched.

"No." Zhao Canlin shook his head and looked at Yang Chuyue, his face also strange.

Looking at so many eyes, Yang Chuyue didn't change her expression, "I have followed my grandpa to climb mountains and exercise since I was a child."

"Then you used to..." Zhao Canlin remembered the last time Yang Chuyue did something and wanted to say something, but when the words came to the mouth, he swallowed again, "This time is an exception, Chuyue, you can't do this again in the future. , Do you know if there is anything to call my uncle?"

"Yeah, I know." Yang Chuyue nodded and listened to him obediently.

But she was relieved in her heart. She was really afraid that Zhao Canlin would also continue to ask, how could she explain that this was because of her experience before wearing the book?

On the first night of her first-year stay in high school, when she fell out of bed, she remembered not only the plot of this book, but also another life that belonged to her, which can also be said to be her life before the book.

When Yang Chuyue was sent home by Zhao Canlin, Yang's mother was sitting in the living room dozing off.

I didn't ask much when I saw her come back, yawned and went back to the bedroom, "Go to bed early."

"Okay." Yang Chuyue responded and walked to the refrigerator. When passing by the kennel, when she saw the empty kennel, she always felt as if she had forgotten something.