The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"It was widely rumored early this morning that you have a benefactor who was taken care of by a middle-aged greasy man with a bald beer belly. Is this true?"

Luo Ranran asked cautiously.

"Of course it's fake!"

Cheng Lianxun was stunned for a few seconds, then became very excited, and the volume suddenly turned up.

Investor?

A middle-aged greasy man with a bald beer belly?

What a mess!

Although brother Zhuo is very rich, they are in a legitimate relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, not a relationship between a benefactor and a supporter.

And brother Zhuo is a handsome man, what the hell is a bald beer belly?

Greasy ghost.

There were many students in the class who were peeping at her. She yelled loudly, and the entire class 13 was instantly silent.

The atmosphere was deathly quiet, and embarrassment spread in the air.

"Did you hear that? Lian Xun's claim is false! I'll just say it's a rumor, Lian Xun can't do such a thing!"

Luo Ranran was the first to react, and said loudly to the whole class.

Lian Xun is not short of money, so how could he become the benefactor's little lover.

"..."

After she finished explaining, she became quieter.

The students all looked at them, some believed, some doubted, and those who had nothing to do with themselves were just watching the show.

But they, who had different thoughts, did not refute anything.

After a while, those who read books read books, and those who did their homework did their homework, leaving them alone.

"Ran Ran, what's going on? Who said this? Why do you feel that many people know about it?"

Cheng Lianxun turned around with a serious face.

She came late today, but she was not late.

No one is at school on the weekend, and the rumors are so crazy in only one morning?

"I don't know who said it. I saw a lot of people talking about it when I came here."

The two people at the front and back tables got very close, their foreheads touching their foreheads.

A pair of beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, Cheng Lianxun filtered the interpersonal relationship, guessing who would smear her so much.

After much deliberation.

Except for Cheng Liandi, no one would do this anymore.

"Huh."

Luo Ranran's eyes widened in surprise, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to open her neckline.

Cheng Lianxun didn't expect it, and it was too late to stop it.

"what are you doing."

She didn't have to lower her head, she knew what Luo Ranran was looking at, so she quickly grabbed the collar to cover it.

"Student Cheng Lianxun, do you still consider me a good friend?"

Seeing her nervousness, Luo Ranran's face turned serious, very serious.

"Sure."

The classmate transferred to another school, and Luo Ranran had the best relationship with her in the class.

"Does the hickey on your neck have anything to do with the benefactor?"

She answered without hesitation, which pleased Luo Ranran a lot.

But then, she felt a little sad again.

She didn't have many good friends, so she told Cheng Lianxun everything, but she didn't tell her about such a big thing.

"No!"

Cheng Lianxun shook her head firmly. She didn't have a financial backer, so how could it be related.

"Then what happened to your hickey? Don't tell me it was a mosquito bite."

"Yes, it's my boyfriend."

"When did you have a boyfriend?"

"It's been a while."

"Who is it? Do I know it? Is it from our class or another class?"

"Not from our school."

"From other schools? Cheng Lianxun, you're awesome, you've hooked up with people from other schools? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"

The more Luo Ranran listened to it, the more sad he became, and he didn't tell her when he was in love, it was too disrespectful.

"Oh, I can't tell for a while."

Cheng Lianxun was annoyed, turned around and sat upright, and went to study.

How could Luo Ranran, who possesses the soul of gossip, just let her go like this.

She picked up her book and ran straight to sit with her.

"You confess honestly, and you are lenient when you are frank and strict when you resist."