The national school idol is a girl

The slight dampness is very obvious, although it's not a lot, it doesn't feel right.

There was still sweat on the forehead. It wasn't very painful, but it was drooping.

It felt like there was an ice cube placed on my lower abdomen and it couldn't warm up no matter what.

No matter before or now, when this happens, Bo Jiu will feel like half of his life has been cut off.

So much so that Chen Xiaodong thought his young master had a fever, so he kept asking, "Do you want to call the doctor?"

Bo Jiu sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot ginger brown sugar water in his hand. His voice was lower than usual: "No, how is things going?"

"Everything went well." Chen Xiaodong paused and said, "I'm afraid the Han family won't be willing."

Bo Jiu put down the brown sugar water, pressed his fingers on his lower abdomen, and said in a calm voice: "Instructing people to come to my home, even if the Han family doesn't want to, I will bear it."

Looking at the calm-mannered young man on the sofa, Chen Xiaodong always felt a sense of enlightenment.

Although I have long known that the young master now is different from before.

But can a person really change that much?

It's like two people.

Seemingly noticing Chen Xiaodong's gaze, Bo Jiu turned his face and raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"No, it's nothing." Chen Xiaodong thought that he was probably stimulated by what happened in the past. Otherwise, if he didn't break out in silence, he would die in silence. The young master must have suddenly realized that he would be a new person after death!

Bo Jiu smiled and said no more. She knew very well that Chen Xiaodong would have doubts in his heart.

The more anyone in this family comes into contact with her, the more they will notice that she is different from before.

Han Susuqian should not have ordered those people to cause trouble in the Fu family.

She didn't want to deal with such a person at first.

It's not worth her taking any action at all, not to mention it's a national competition now.

With that little time, she might as well practice her hand speed.

But some people refused to give her this peace.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at the time on the clock. Judging from the calculations, the Han family should have started looking for someone.

Sure enough, another fifteen minutes passed.

Bo Jiu's cell phone rang.

The young man lowered his eyes, slid his fingertips away from the screen, and answered: "Old Bai."

"The Han family has begun to stir up trouble." The voice on the other end of the phone was very calm: "The other party has notified the media and plans to expose you."

The young man laughed: "Do powerful people really think that they can continue to be lawless without having to bear criminal responsibility after breaking into private homes and slandering and hurting people?"

"Probably." These two words are full of ridicule.

The young man smiled slightly: "Then let them suffer the consequences this time and teach them a lesson. I heard that you have a lot of evidence of bribery by the Han family."

"Yes, but the price is expensive."

The young man's thin lips curled up slightly: "It just so happens that the most important thing for me is money."

Hackers are generally not very poor.

What's more, she is from a noble family.

Nine accounts, one of which is enough to buy an island.

It is enough to buy a few pieces of evidence from the Han family.

"Okay, but you have to be careful about one thing." Bai Qianye closed the document and wore a straight suit: "The Han family and the Qin family are family friends."

Bo Jiu's eyes were deep: "I have never been afraid of the Qin family."

Bai Qianye poked the pen into the pen holder, stood up, and said with deep eyes: "There is no one in Ping City who is not afraid of the Qin family. To be honest, besides being a student, do you have other identities?"