The Rich Lady, She Tore Up the Script of White Moonlight

She hesitated for a while, then opened the desk drawer to show the other person, "Look, it's for me."

Inside there is a piece of printing paper with pictures of the eighteen layers of **** and evil spirits printed on it, along with text. Another blood book, with **** characters on it, "Get out of the rocket class".

Fu Mengjia opened her eyes.

She is relatively bold among girls. Looking at the picture, it caused physical discomfort.

"Hospice... what does it mean?" She couldn't help frowning, feeling a chill in her heart.

Yan Xi smiled: "Probably think that I won't live long, and I will die soon. Today is a blood pool hell? Well, you don't honor your parents, and you like to go wrong?"

Yan Xi supported her chin with one hand and couldn't help but smile.

If she really did not honor her parents, Xi Jingxing would have been living on the streets long ago.

The other party has been tirelessly teaching her about eighteen levels of **** in the past few days. It's really painstaking, and her behavior is quite cute, but I'm afraid people are not cute anymore.

"Sit down, class is about to begin." Yan Xi picked up all the materials and threw them into the trash.

Fu Mengjia's eyes were tangled: "Aren't you going to give feedback to the monitor?"

Yan Xi's eyes were calm, and she glanced at Xi Yan's figure lying on the desk writing questions: "No."

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"Young Master Fu." Zhang Kai hesitated again and again, but couldn't help but say, "Yan Xi seems to have encountered some trouble recently."

He recounted the general situation he had learned.

"Someone splashed red ink on Yan Xi's desk and printed pictures of the eighteen layers of hell, saying what is hospice care."

Originally, he didn't want to care about this matter, but after all, Fu Yuhuai was a family friend with the Xi family, and his attitude towards Yan Xi was somewhat ambiguous, so he decided to speak up.

Fu Yuhuai was originally leaning on the desk sloppily. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids. The fox's eyes were cold: "What did the people in our class do?"

"No." Zhang Kai shook his head, then frowned, "It seems that Yan Xi didn't plan to tell Lu Yang."

This is beyond his comprehension. Yan Xi is the eldest lady of the Xi family, so she should be very squeamish. He always thought that she should be the kind of delicate little girl with poor mental endurance. Away from anger, or too frightened, seek help, and lack the ability to solve things on your own.

After all, not every girl can be as determined as Chen Xiangxiang.

Fu Yuhuai didn't say a word, but glanced in the direction where Yan Xi was. She was talking to Lu Yang, with a light and relaxed smile on her brows, and her eyes were full of moving light.

He squinted his eyes, and after a while he looked back indifferently, "Don't worry."

Zhang Kai was a little surprised, but nodded anyway.

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At noon, Yan Xi went to the cafeteria late, mainly because she didn't want to be crowded.

Fu Mengjia was with her. When the two of them finished their meal and were about to leave, a boy was holding a full bowl of soup, and suddenly his body swayed, and the bowl was dumped on Yan Xi.

Fu Mengjia screamed and got stuck in her throat.

Yan Xi violently dragged her to the side to dodge. Although she avoided it in time, the soup spilled on the ground, and a few drops were still splashed on her shoes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." The boy said apologetically, but his eyes were full of schadenfreude.

After speaking, I just wanted to leave like this.

Yan Xi suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the opponent's back collar.

"Wait, you want to leave before you say it clearly?"

The boy struggled for a while but didn't break free, feeling a little embarrassed. He turned his head, impatiently, "Then what else do you want? I apologize."

As he spoke, he tidied up his clothes. How much energy a sick child can have, just now he didn't perform well, and next time he dragged Yan Xi and left.

Yan Xi stared into his eyes with a certain tone: "You did it on purpose."

"Let's be clear, who asked you to come here, why are you targeting me?"

Seeing this, the boy didn't bother to pretend, so he put on a vicious expression: "Ugly, sickly, I just disdain you to enter the Rocket Class by the back door. If you are sensible, get out of the Rocket Class!"

As he said that, he squeezed his fists.

A delicate daughter, she must have never seen such a battle, and she is probably scared to the point of crying.

Yan Xi suddenly said, "The red ink on my desk and the pictures of the eighteen layers of **** were also done by you?"

"So what?" Zhang Fan raised his chin, not at all afraid.

Yan Xi didn't even dare to stretch out, it seemed that she was scared and didn't dare to make a big deal. Besides, their methods are considered gentle, at least they didn't repair the other party, didn't they?

The main reason is not that she is afraid that this woman will have blood cancer. It is said that it is easy to bleed if she touches it. If she dies, it will be bad luck.

Yan Xi calmly said, "I suggest you all stop now, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, he just wanted to laugh out loud.

She is a woman and a patient, how can she be rude and report to the teacher? When they are scared big?

"Then why do you want to be rude?" Zhang Fan smirked, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but cocked up. He decided that Yan Xi couldn't do anything about them~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Yan Xi is the only one for such a delicate young lady. All they do is to make small reports to teachers and parents, and those are the things they don't care about the most.

Anyway, their family donated a lot of money to the school, so the school wouldn't expel them for such a little prank.

If Yan Xi really did that, they would look down on her even more, and they would even make fun of her and take revenge on her.

"Then let's make an appointment." Yan Xi could see that this man was arrogant, and he was probably a thorn in the school.

Apparently it was useless to find a teacher. Even if Ye Qing wanted to help her, he could only give her a verbal warning, and these people were obviously not the kind of people who knew how to measure up and give up.

Zhang Fan didn't react for a while.

On the other hand, Fu Mengjia was a little anxious and pulled Yan Xi's hem.

Yan Xi's eyes were calm: "How about after school this afternoon, it's in the alley at the north gate of the school."

Thanks to Fu Mengjia Science Popularization, she knew that there is an alley at the north gate of the school, which is a place for students to resolve conflicts.

It was only then that Zhang Fan came to his senses. He looked at Yan Xi with a somewhat amused look. With slender wrists, the type of person who was so thin that the wind blew over, how dare he have a fight with them?

However, maybe the other party is planning to find a helper, but he doesn't care, it's like who can't find a helper.

"Okay, then I'll see you at the north gate this afternoon, whoever doesn't go will be the grandson of a turtle, a short-lived ghost!" These words were aimed at Yan Xi on purpose.

Yan Xi's beautiful almond eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't worry, I won't die even if you die."

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"Yan Xi..." Fu Mengjia hesitated for a moment, "Are you planning to ask Master Fu for help? The man just now was named Zhang Fan, from the twenty-ninth class of high school. Those people... don't mess with him."

Yan Xi: "In the final analysis, there is still a lack of social beatings."