Ji Xiyin was embarrassed by herself and didn't talk to Yan Luo for the whole day.

There was also an episode during the class break.

Yan Luo, who didn't go to bed until midnight yesterday, imagining her own farm and manor, then encountered the natural nemesis's math class. She felt dizzy and drowsy. In the second half of the class, she almost forced her eyelids to stare.

listen.

The math teacher and head teacher of their class is Cang Jinli, who has different looks and extremely thick hair from other math teachers. However, this good-looking math teacher still cannot stop Yan Luo from feeling sleepy.

Almost as soon as get out of class was over, Yan Luo lay down on the table and fell asleep.

A salted fish has lost its dream.

Yan Wang appeared at the door, looking around not knowing who he was looking for, but with sharp eyes, he saw him.

He poked Cang Zhu, who was about to lie down to sleep again, "Brother Cang, look, it's your fourth uncle."

Cang Zhu looked in his direction without knowing why, and found that the child at the door was really his fourth uncle.

What did his fourth uncle want to do with him?

"My fourth uncle?" He stood up and was about to go out, but his way was blocked by Yan Luo, who was sleeping on the table.

"Give me, let me." Cang Zhu waved her hand, signaling Chang Buqi to step away.

Chang Buqiao nodded to express his understanding and pulled up his good deskmate and good brother Bai Yang who was also sleeping on the table.

Cang Zhu stepped on her stool and jumped out with her long legs, her movements smooth and graceful.

The white poplars were messy in the wind and looked sleepy, "What, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Chang Buqing gently pushed him back into his seat, forced his head back to the table, and then patted his head soothingly, "Go to sleep, my dad's good boy."

As if this can be treated as if nothing happened.

Facts prove——

It's really okay.

As soon as Bai Yang's head hit the table, he immediately fell asleep again.

Yan Wang was looking for the red hair, and a shadow was cast on his head. He raised his eyes and saw that it was his good nephew Cang Zhu.

Cang Zhu: "Fourth uncle? Are you looking for me?"

His eyes fell on the lunch box in Yan Wang's hand, with surprise in his eyes. He was flattered: "Uncle Fourth, are you here to deliver the food?!"

Damn it, no one in my family is treated like this.

Yan Wang frowned, then relaxed, "Yes."

He handed him a pink lunch box in his hand and explained patiently, "There are rice balls inside that I made myself. Please give them to Yan Luo for me. They may be a little cold. Some of the rice balls have small dried fish wrapped in them."

, you remember to remind her to take small bites and not choke, I have tried my best to remove the fish bones, but you still have to pay attention to the fish bones, and let her drink more water."

Cang Zhu:...he was hurt again by his fourth uncle's indifference

"Fourth uncle...aren't you here to deliver food to me?!" Cang Zhu couldn't believe it.

Yan Wang gave him a strange look, "Didn't you eat a lot of bread this morning?"

Cang Zhu:...Then let me go?

He felt like a clown.

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There were only two classes in the afternoon. Yan Luo jumped out of the class door carrying her pink schoolbag, and the little turtle followed suit.

Strong men should wear pink!

She also has a live broadcast and has told Yan Wang in advance that she does not need to wait for her, and Jiang Dong is also waiting for her outside.

Just as she was about to run away, the pink schoolbag was grabbed behind her back, preventing her from moving forward.

Yan Luo turned his head fiercely, "Who is stupid..."

When she saw the person coming, she said in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

The wicked guy who grabbed her schoolbag was Yan Nanzhi. He picked up Yan Luo and asked, "Did you kick my butt... yesterday?!"

"Butt?" Yan Luo looked innocent, "What butt?"

"You're pretending to be stupid, right?" Yan Nanzhi laughed angrily, "When I went back to my room yesterday, someone kicked my butt. Was it you?"

"Tch," Yan Luo snorted, "isn't it just a butt? Who doesn't have one? Why would I kick yours? Is your butt more noble than other people's?"

"baffling."

Yan Luo knocked Yan Nanzhi's hand off her schoolbag and walked away pretending not to understand.

Yan Nanzhi:......?

Could it be Yan Beihuai?

Yan Luo turned his back to Yan Nanzhi, comforted his little pink schoolbag, and breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.

Even if you feel guilty as a thief, you must be confident and confident.

As long as you are not guilty, others will be the guilty ones.

As expected, Yan Nanzhi didn't follow. Yan Luo walked to the school gate and looked around, but he didn't see the "squeaky" van from last time.

A Rolls-Royce Cullinan with a dark purple color that shimmered in the sun drove towards her. Although Yan Luo didn't know the brand of this car, she was still surprised by the noble aura that hit her face.

Ho!

Where are the luxury cars in this novel wholesaled?

The car made two clear horn sounds, as if to say hello to her.

"Me?" Yan Luo pointed to himself, confused?

The car window slowly lowered, revealing a round and friendly face - Jiang Dong.

Yan Luo was confused from the moment he got in the car to the moment he closed his seat belt.

I thought we were all poor, but I didn’t expect that I was the only one poor??

No, only the boss and she are poor.

"Brother Jiang, your car..." Yan Luo straightened his body and subconsciously hugged the little turtle in his arms tightly.

Jiang Dong smiled naively: "The car in our company has been in disrepair for a long time. I happened to use this car to pull the van for maintenance. I came to pick you up on the way to the company."

Use a luxury car...to pull a van for repairs?

"I came to pick you up in a hurry. I just drove a car from our garage."

Yan Luo:...how virtuous and capable am I?

She said vaguely, "Brother Dong, I remember you told me... Girls should study more so that they won't suffer disadvantages when they go out into society. It's just because you didn't study more..."

Jiang Dong nodded affirmatively, his eyes full of determination, "Yes, Brother Dong doesn't have many job options because he didn't study more and didn't study for a doctorate. If he can't make a career on his own, he can only go back.

I’ve inherited the family business.”

He sighed deeply.

Yan Luo:⊙_⊙?

Hard.

The fist is hard.

Out of hatred for the rich, Yan Luo patted Jiang Dong's shoulder and promised, "Don't worry, Brother Dong, I will definitely work hard for my career and I won't let you go back and inherit the family property."

Jiang Dong was very moved: "Okay! I believe Xiaoguai!"

Yan Luo:......

Why are the rich second generations in this novel so introverted?

Neither one nor the other needs family money and resources.

Wake up!

Wouldn't it be nice to be a second-generation ancestor and squander money and life?

Isn't it nice to just be a salted fish and wait for death without having to work hard?
Chapter completed!