Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

Although Meng Yunshu's baby fat face was straight, it looked very cute.

After being rejected, Mo Yurou was not embarrassed, but sat down directly, then took out the textbooks from her schoolbag, and stuffed the schoolbag into a drawer.

Meng Yunshu stared at her dissatisfied, "Didn't I tell you not to sit here?"

Her voice was very loud. Although she looked a little weak at only twelve or thirteen years old, her words still made the whole class dumbfounded.

In their impression, Meng Yunshu rarely got angry, and although Meng Yunshu was always reluctant to talk to them, he was not as resistant as he was to Mo Yurou.

Mo Yurou's face froze, she glanced at the classroom, and then said to Meng Yunshu, "But there are no other seats in the classroom."

Meng Yunshu kept a cold face and didn't buy her, "I don't care, anyway, don't sit here."

Mo Yurou couldn't say a word for a while, when the teacher on the stage cleared his throat and said to Meng Yunshu, "Student Yun Shu, there are no other vacant seats in the class now, let Mo sit there first , the teacher will give her another seat after class is over, okay?"

Because she is the eldest daughter of a famous family and the granddaughter of a mafia boss, no matter how angry she is, she has to bear it. After all, she is just a little teacher.

Hearing what the head teacher said, Meng Yunshu thought for a while, then nodded.

After class, the homeroom teacher, Mo Yurou, really arranged a new seat, right behind her.

Behind her was a boy. This boy usually liked to fight, because he was also from a rich family. The teacher didn't beat or scold him, but let him sit in the back alone.

After class, Mo Yurou came to her and said with a smile, "Sister Yun Shu, shall we be friends?"

She looked familiar, as if she wasn't the one who lost face just now.

Meng Yunshu said blankly, "I don't need friends." Then he ran out.

The expression of Mo Yurou who was left behind was somewhat indescribable.

After school was over on Friday, all the students in the classroom had left, only a few girls, her and Mo Yurou were left.

She was just about to put on her schoolbag and leave when those girls came in front of her and immediately started pulling her hair, "It's all you, if it wasn't for your brother Haoran, how could he ignore me?!"

A few other girls booed beside her, "Hit her, hit her!"

She kicked the girl. After all, she was very young at the time, and her strength was not strong. The girl was so angry that she was kicked. Just as she was about to slap her, Mo Yurou stood up and sent the girls away.

Mo Yurou crossed her arms and looked at her, "I helped you, can you be my friend now?"

That is, from then on, she slowly let go of her vigilance towards Mo Yurou, and the two became good friends who talked about everything.

This kind of friendship lasts for four or five years.

At that time, she was really happy and satisfied, because she had a friend who was worthy of her sincere treatment, but she finally found out that she was wrong, and it was a big mistake.

Wen Jiuqing quietly listened to Meng Yunshu's story about her past, not feeling impatient.

As Meng Yunshu spoke, it seemed that a layer of mist had filled the eye sockets.

She continued to recall.

Later, she found out about the family situation in Mo Yurou's family. Her father ran away with Xiaosan, but some people said that Mo Yurou's mother was Xiaosan, and she was Xiaosan's daughter.