Back at the dormitory, Lin Miao was half-permeated in the bed.

Before I could take a breath, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Qingwan stood gracefully in a white dress.

"Lin Miao," she smiled slightly, and her figure stood in the corridor with unknown light.

Like a white lotus standing in the mud.

Lin Miao pursed her lips and slowly started.

"Is there something wrong?"

After walking around for so long, my heels were about to be blistered.

"Somewhat," Zhou Qingwan nodded with a smile.

"Then let's talk," Lin Miao really didn't want to move at this moment.

"Let's come out," Zhou Qingwan saw that Lin Miao was not willing to pay attention to her.

She was angry and still calm on her face.

Lin Miao exhaled with his nose and got up reluctantly.

When she left the door, she pulled up to the door, "Tell me now."

She leaned lazily against the wall.

Zhou Qingwan frowned.

The person in front of me, not only did her family background, but she did not look like she was standing or not, which was enough to show how her family tutored.

Why, why can she win Brother Luo's heart?

"That's right," Zhou Qingwan smiled slightly, implicitly and gentle, "A few days are my birthday. My classmates organized a party for me. I want to invite you."

"Forget it," Lin Miao grinned.

Their relationship is only one step away from fighting.

Moreover, Zhou Qingwan always likes to hide behind and use tricks.

Lin Miao doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

"Okay," Zhou Qingwan looked disappointed, "I thought we were at least friends."

Lin Miao hehe.

She plotted against herself more than two or three times, and she had to be so stupid that she treated her as a friend?

"I'll go back if it's okay," Lin Miaotou went in without looking back.

The door closed in front of Zhou Qingwan.

The light around him turned dim, and Zhou Qingwan clenched her fists hard.

Damn it, I wasn't fooled.

In the room, Qian Mengmeng caught up with her.

"What did she say?"

"I refused to say what the party was."

Lin Miao looked indifferent.

"It's good to refuse," Qian Mengmeng nodded.

"I think too," Lin Miao found a comfortable position and lay down again.

This matter was in Lin Miao's heart, like blue smoke dissipated in a blink of an eye.

Life is still as it used to be.

However, Qian Mengmeng became inexplicably boring.

At first, Lin Miao did not pay attention.

But when she almost got her hands hot one day when she fetched water, Lin Miao realized it.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's okay," Qian Mengmeng said hurriedly, taking the thermos and going back.

Lin Miao followed her in surprise.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Qian Mengmeng left even more anxiously.

Lin Miao frowned and followed two steps.

"If there is something, tell me," she stopped Qian Mengmeng.

"You forgot that we are friends."

Qian Mengmeng looked at her and stopped starting for a while.

"I'm really fine."

"Don't think about it."

Lin Miao looked at her regularly.

"It's fine, be careful next time I fetch water."

"Okay," Qian Mengmeng walked around Lin Miao and went upstairs.

Lin Miao is behind, and the amount is measured while following closely.

After entering the dormitory, Xiao Chunyan shouted: "Lin Miao's phone number."

Lin Miao raised her eyebrows.

She had just finished talking to Lin Jie, and no one would look for her anymore.

After taking the phone, she vomited you lightly.

"Hello," there was a man on the other end of the phone, his voice was low and soft.

But it's very strange.

"I am Qian Mengmeng's father."

The visitor also knew that he was reckless and urgently reported his identity.

"Hello," Lin Miao repeated again, but this time there was a little more respect from the younger generation.

"Okay," Qian Zhihao smiled awkwardly.

"It's also abrupt," Qian Zhihao coughed dryly, "My Mengmeng kept telling me that you and her are the best friends, just like real sisters."

"Yes," Lin Miao smiled slightly, turned to look at Qian Mengmeng who was filling the hot water bag.

"Since that's the case, uncle won't be polite to you."

"Yes, you said," Lin Miao's tone was slightly cool.

I subconsciously felt that she would not like to listen to the following words.

But she was still patient and listened quietly.

"That's right, you should have heard Mengmeng talk about my family."

Qian Zhihao asked with caution.

"Know a little," Lin Miao answered cautiously.

Qian Zhihao was in the shopping mall, so how could he not notice Lin Miao’s strangeness?

But he pretended not to know and continued: "That's right, uncle has been busy with a project for a while, and in order to get things done, uncle has invested a lot in it."

"If this matter fails, my uncle's career is probably..."

When it comes to his own wealth and life, Qian Zhihao couldn't help but mess with him.

Lin Miao was keenly aware.

She pursed her lips even harder.

Qian Zhihao took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and continued to speak in a gentle tone: "But fortunately, uncle looked for a turnaround from another place."

"That daughter in charge is in the same school as you."

"It's her birthday a few days, and my uncle has found a way to help you get two seats."

"Can you help your uncle? Try Mengmeng and help you bring your uncle in."

Lin Miao's lips were pursed.

"Who is that person?"

After a while, she asked.
To be continued...