The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian said "Oh": "Come to see me?"

"Yes. Pang Yiqin's thin voice came from the other end of the phone.

A cold smile flashed in Gu Weimian's eyes. It's interesting. The Ao family is really interesting.

Are you here to avenge Ao Leyin?

She smiled and said: "Thank you for calling me, but I'm not free in the afternoon. They want to see me. Maybe they can come to school tomorrow."

The Ao family wants revenge?

Then all we have to do is wait.

"But your father is also here at school." Pang Yiqin said quickly.

Gu Weimian's hand holding the phone tightened slightly: "My dad?"

Why did Gu Qifang go to school?

She had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Yes, he...he even admitted your mistake on the radio in front of all the teachers and students in the school."

The smile gradually disappeared from Gu Weimian's face, and his voice became extremely weak: "He? Admit my mistake for me?"

"...Well," Pang Yiqin was a little hesitant to say it. After all, they were father and daughter, and her words seemed to be meant to sow discord.

But thinking of what Gu Qifang said today, she still couldn't help it, and whispered, "He said on the radio... that everything between Ao Leyin and the security guard was all fabricated by you. It doesn't exist at all. It's You were too jealous of Ao Leyin, so you slandered her.

Gu Weimian was sitting on the sofa, her beautiful eyelashes slightly curled, her eyes focused on the beautiful cloth doll not far away. She had brilliant blond hair, exquisite craftsmanship, beautiful and cute.

But she was placed in the corner, and her beautiful dress had become dusty and faded.

It's not because she doesn't look good or is not qualified as a doll, it's simply that her owner doesn't like her anymore.

"Weimian?" Huo Yan's low-pitched voice sounded in Gu Weimian's ears.

Gu Weimian came back to his senses and looked at his phone, only to find that Pang Yiqin had hung up the phone at some point.

She put the phone stiffly on the coffee table, raised her head and smiled at Huo Yan, as if nothing had happened just now: "What's wrong?"

Huo Yan's eyes narrowed coldly, looking down at her lightly.

Gu Weimian avoided Huo Yan's scrutinizing gaze and lowered his head slightly.

The cell phone on the coffee table rang again.

Gu Weimian looked at the word "Dad" dancing on the small screen of her mobile phone, her beautiful eyes slowly narrowed, she raised her eyes, smiled at Huo Yan and said, "Sorry, excuse me."

After saying that, she stood up with her mobile phone, left, and went up to the second floor.

The bedroom door closed, Gu Weimian lowered his head, and pressed the blue answer button with his slender fingers.

"Weiwei?" The man's elegant voice came from the other end of the phone, with a natural intimacy, as if calling his most precious baby, "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Gu Weimian sat lazily in front of the dressing table, playing with a bottle of Chanel No. 5 perfume on the dressing table with her fingers, and said softly: "I just heard it."

Gu Qifang asked, not wanting to argue with Gu Weimian. His voice was somewhat relaxed: "Weiwei, do you remember Beiyang High School?"

Beiyang High School, a third-rate ordinary middle school, was established just a year ago. People in Mingzhu City may not have heard of this high school.

However, its location is quite close to Dechang, so close that it is only one street away, so people in Dechang are very familiar with Beiyang.