Top Spoiled Marriage: Mr Rong's Stepford Wife is a Little Sweet

Until Fang Xia's figure disappeared at the corner of the door, several boys around song fan who had not dared to move came around. People with all kinds of looks had half true and half false worries on each face.

A short man with glasses pulled out the paper towel from song fan's mouth as soon as he arrived and asked anxiously, "brother song, how are you?"

"Bitch..." as soon as song fan's mouth was free, he immediately yelled, "help me up. I'll kill you. Dare you hit me? You dare to hit me. I tell you, you're dead!"

"Oh, you want to go home and complain? The third young master of the Song family will complain if he doesn't agree, or sue me, a girl. How can I feel that your father is Li Gang?"

Several boys around him wanted to help him up from the table and end this almost embarrassing posture.

However, Ji Wuyou, who was leaning on the back of the chair with his arms around, said again: "I advise you not to help him up easily. If you help him up, it will aggravate the sequelae. It may not have been lifted. This help may be a problem to go to the toilet."

"You, you, little bitch, yes, yes, we, brother song, what have we done, done, done?" a little stammer pointed to Ji Wuyou's nose. He looked like a thief.

Ji Wuyou pulled the corners of her mouth, not discriminating against such people. She just felt that song fan had such a brother. It was really strange. Then she replied, "no, no, nothing. Just, just, kick, kick."

The recognized stuttering boy in the class immediately flushed his eyes and choked his lips. He rushed directly to song fan's back. With such a collision, song fan also had a pain of pulling eggs. He couldn't help taking a breath.

Only listen to an eight, no, now at most six feet of the man holding song Fanye's waist, crying like Zhong Lei: "song, song, brother, you see, she, she, can't see, people, whining ~"

Ji Wuyou: "... Giant baby.

The whole class: "..." what's the matter with a little shame!

Originally, they wanted to denounce Ji Wuyou, but they made such a scene. In order to comfort little stuttering and find a way to accompany their brother song, they all surrounded him and became a human wall.

Of course, there is no shortage of people who are blind to Ji Wuyou, but Ji Wuyou always laughs it off, and then there are no new textbooks for the time being. She casually turns over the things in her schoolbag and looks for a real-time magazine. The front page records the report on Rong Shenxing's departure to the ninth theater this morning yesterday.

A photo of him was posted on it, which was secretly taken. He was walking out of the gate of the presidential palace in a uniform and a black Chao, followed by a Jin Yi, Rong Keshen, who was helping him open the door.

I don't know. Where is he now?

Ji Wuyou raised her hand and touched the hair band tied on her hair. To be honest, Rong Shenxing was really good to herself in both previous and current lives. It was also because of that marriage that she lost her reason and deliberately forgot too much. Only then did she desperately tell herself in the bottom of her heart that Rong Shenxing was a heinous person.

But now in her state of mind, she felt a little lucky that she could get this opportunity and come back.

Ji Wuyou looked at Xia Kening hidden in the gap through the human wall around her. She tried to keep herself away from the people lying on the table around her. She looked a little trembling.