Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Suddenly a girl said: "Hey, Jingjing, why didn't you say anything? Did Rongyan tell you that she has a boyfriend? You and her had a good relationship for some time. Can you share any news with us?

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This sentence made many people look over, and Liu Yawen also stopped and looked at Han Jingjing.

Liu Yawen also noticed that Han Jingjing's face seemed to be very bad, her complexion was pale, and there were bouts of sweating on her forehead. When someone asked her something, she looked panicked for a moment, and her eyes flickered a bit.

Liu Yawen was confused. Han Jingjing's expression was wrong. He clearly showed a guilty conscience. Could it be...

Han Jingjing smiled awkwardly and said: "Ah...I, it's been too long. I...forgot. In the past...Rongyan didn't tell me much about her. She didn't have a particularly good relationship with anyone, otherwise she wouldn't have done it later.

Just break up with me over a trivial matter..."

After saying that, Han Jingjing stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable. I'll leave first."

Han Jingjing left in a hurry, and the girls were very surprised.

"What's going on? When we talked about appearance in the past, Han Jingjing would always say a few words together, but this time he left in such a hurry."

"Maybe she's really uncomfortable. I think her face doesn't look right."

"Hey, you said... could she... do this?"

"No, when we talked about Rong Yan last time, she even said good things about Rong Yan. That shouldn't be the case."

Liu Yawen disliked Han Jingjing's expression just now and felt something was wrong. She stood up, picked up her book and quickly left the classroom.

Liu Yawen hurried back to the dormitory, but the dormitory door was locked. She reached out to push it and found that the door was locked inside.

At this time, the only person who came back from their dormitory was definitely Han Jingjing. Liu Yawen was even more confused, so she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

There was a bang in the room, as if a chair fell to the ground.

Han Jingjing's slightly panicked voice sounded: "Who?"

Liu Yawen said: "I, open the door, why don't you close the door in broad daylight?"

Then after a while, almost ten seconds, Han Jingjing opened the door.

Han Jingjing had taken off her clothes and was wearing pajamas, as if she had just gotten out of bed.

Han Jingjing saw Liu Yawen's unkind tone and said, "Why are you back?"

Liu Yawen knocked Han Jingjing away and walked in: "Nonsense, this is my dormitory too, why can't I come back?"

Liu Yawen put her books on the table, and suddenly she saw that the furnishings on the table were wrong. She immediately opened the drawer, and sure enough, the drawer had also been rummaged through.

Liu Yawen looked up at her bed. The quilt had been folded neatly when she left, but now it was a little skewed.

Liu Yawen suddenly turned around and looked at Han Jingjing: "You touched my things, what are you looking for?"

A hint of guilt flashed in Han Jingjing's eyes, but soon she shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? Whoever rummaged through your things didn't even look at what you had, and I rummaged through yours. It's really funny. Those rags of yours

I won’t touch anything…”

Liu Yawen stepped forward and grabbed the clothes on Han Jingjing's chest, "Don't be so pretentious. I have tidied my table and my bed. No one has come back except you since morning. Who else could it be if you weren't there? Why are you here?"

What are you doing by searching through my things?"

Han Jingjing reached out to grab Liu Yawen's hand: "Let go, don't slander me casually, or I will sue you for slander."