Chapter 86: You are the only one in the class who hasn’t written a love letter to me

Chapter 86 You are the only one in the class who hasn’t written a love letter to me

Li Beibei was crowned as a scumbag overnight.

When Li Beibei arrived in the classroom, she heard the students in the class discussing this matter.

And some classmates saw Shen Shanze's mother come early this morning to suspend Shen Shanze from school.

When Li Beibei entered the classroom, everyone looked at Li Beibei with complicated eyes.

Although the relationship between Shen Shanze and Li Beibei has always been good, no one can see that the two of them are in a relationship.

Seeing Su Qingdai, Su Qingdai hurried over, fearing that the world would not know and asked: "Beibei, Shen Shanze is all right, the one who saved you and fell down the stairs with you yesterday was Second Master Fu, how is Second Master Fu?" ?”

Everyone in the class is a student, but they are still familiar with the word Fu Erye.

This matter is no less than the most popular in the entertainment industry.

Everyone whispered in an instant.

"Second Master Fu saved Li Beibei? How did Second Master Fu appear?"

"Didn't you say that Li Beibei was cheating? Could it be Master Fu?"

"Second Master Fu is not a student, how could Li Beibei get along with her? Is it a nurturing?"

At this time, Yi Ziyao just came in.

I happened to hear a ponytail girl in the front row say that Li Beibei was adopted.

He walked towards the girl at a leisurely pace.

Finally stopped in front of the ponytail girl.

Ponytail looked at Yi Ziyao in front of him and was also stunned.

He was so handsome, so dazzling, he actually looked at her.

Watching her heartbeat couldn't be faster.

"Xu Wei, I've read the love letter you wrote to me, but I'm sorry, now I want to put my studies first, and I can't accept your wishes."

All the gossip in the classroom changed for a while.

All were discussing that Xu Wei secretly wrote a love letter to Yi Ziyao.

Actually, on the first day Yi Ziyao came here, the class teacher emphasized that it is absolutely not allowed to write love letters to Yi Ziyao, which will affect his homework.

On the surface, this is everyone's tacit understanding and rules.

Whoever destroys will be despised.

Sure enough, some girls have already started to question Xu Wei: "Xu Wei, why did you write a love letter to Yi Ziyao? I asked you last time, and you said you didn't write it. Why are you being inconsistent."

The other girls also echoed: "It's really too much. It's so selfish to influence Yi Ziyao's study for his own selfishness."

"It's really shameless, and she doesn't weigh her own weight. How can she have the nerve to write a love letter to brother Ziyao with her face."

Criticism finally turned into a personal attack.

Xu Wei ran out of the classroom crying.

In fact, Xu Wei knew that everyone was just jealous. Which girl in the class didn't secretly send a love letter to Yi Ziyao?

But why did Yi Ziyao pull himself out to whip the corpse?

Over there, Yi Ziyao has already sat down.

Li Beibei glanced at him, serious: "Didn't you throw away all the love letters you received without even reading them?"

Li Beibei is at the same table as him, so he knows best.

Yi Ziyao will have a push of pink letters in the drawer every day, as well as various small gifts.

Especially after physical education class, there are even girls from other classes who will sneak over to stuff things.

But Yi Ziyao usually cleans up those things without looking at them.

He can't even read the name, how can he be sure that Xu Wei wrote him a love letter, and even refused it on purpose, Li Beibei is a little puzzled.

Yi Ziyao smiled, "You are the only one in the class who hasn't written a love letter to me."

I’ve been writing all the time, I haven’t interacted with you, and I don’t know if anyone has read it. This book is climbing the list of new books recently. Xiao Qi begs everyone to vote more, thank you all! !

(end of this chapter)

Subscribe
Notify about
0 comments
Intertextual Reviews
View all comments