Chapter 135 (1/2)

”Ruan Mengmeng You Didn't you run away? ” Lin is surprised to see Ruan Mengmeng.

At the same time, the bottom of my heart also rose a inexplicable feeling.

It's like saying bad things about people behind their backs and being caught.

He asked himself what he said, which was not unfair, but this inexplicable emotion emerged at the moment when Ruan Mengmeng appeared.

”Run away? I'm not guilty. Why should I run away Ruan Mengmeng takes the tyrant and raises his chin.

Other people saw her attitude, immediately associated with those rumors about Ruan Mengmeng's arrogance.

I only thought that her attitude was so publicized that it was just like a rumor.

However, Ruan Mengmeng knows that she is not so publicized. She is pretending to be a tiger.

Didn't you see who was standing behind her?

That was the tyrant of the Li family, who made a lot of business tycoons tremble.

”Lin Xuechang, don't talk nonsense to her.”

At this time, two people with student union armbands came out from behind Lin.

The two men, Chen Chen Chen and Yang Ziyu, are the backbones of the student union in the third grade of senior high school, and the followers of Ruan Jiaojiao.

”She didn't appear after the exam, and now she appears with irrelevant people. I think she's probably guilty.”

”That's why she's hiding if she's not guilty. Oh Ruan, who is this around you? If you don't feel guilty, have you called the great man who has paid for you to be transferred to intellectual science? ”

Yang Ziyu, who speaks, is full of strange Qi.

Clearly, he was insulting Ruan Mengmeng through rumors.

Her meaning is more obvious, that is, Li Junyu is the gold master who fosters Ruan Mengmeng behind the scenes. Ruan Mengmeng is guilty, so she finds the king.

Ruan Meng is cute, but these people insinuate all day that she is taken care of.

It was said that she was taken care of by boss Huang who was digging coal. Now she is Li Junyu. It's really

She was about to come forward to argue, but her little hand was held by a big hand and her backhand.

”No hurry.” Cold voice, in her ear ring, ”this small role, not worth your anger.”

The man's voice is calm and steady, as if with a crowd of reassuring magic.