After class, Hu Ying led a group of people to Jiang Nanshu and tapped her desk with her fingers: “Jiang Nanshu, did you know that your good friend Chen Qian was in trouble?”
The drowsy Jiang Nanshu immediately woke up, pricked up her ears, and was full of curiosity: “What’s wrong with her? Is she dead?”
Hu Ying: “…”
Why was this tone and expression as if she was looking forward to Chen Qian’s death?
She curled her lips and said, “She’s not dead, but I heard that her father abused her so much that she spent a whole night in the ICU. One of her eyes is blind, one of her ears is deaf, and she is paralyzed on one side. She may have to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. Don’t you have any reaction after hearing this? She was your good friend who was inseparable from you.”
A look of pity flashed across Jiang Nanshu’s eyes. She didn’t die?
This Chen Qian was really an important NPC in the book. Even after being beaten like this, she still remained strong and refused to go offline.
“Then I’ll call 110 and have her father arrested to make her happy.”
Hu Ying: “…Haha, Chen Qian is really unlucky to have a friend like you who is so ruthless and heartless.”
She looked toward an empty seat and smiled with her eyes curved: “Having a heartless friend is really as miserable as Xu Xi.”
Xu Xi didn’t come to class again.
Jiang Nanshu didn’t care. When she returned to the dormitory after lunch, she passed by Xu Xi’s desk, on which was a handwritten ‘Withdrawal Application’ with what seemed to be a few drops of blood.
It seemed that she felt a little uncomfortable last weekend.
And Xu Xingwan seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth and never appeared.
Jiang Nanshu changed her clothes, put on some light makeup, and left the school after school in the afternoon.
It seemed that she remembered that she hadn’t been here to show her presence for a few days, so she sent him a message: [Brother Qingyan, where are you?]
She was answered by silence.
The crew of Beijing University was dismantling the shed, which meant that Su Ran’s web drama had been completed.
After it is broadcast, Su Ran’s identity will undergo a drastic change.
Jiang Nanshu didn’t intend to stop the plot from moving forward. She just needed to speed up the plot.
When she came to ‘Night’ again and saw the four lucky cats outside the door, she felt a little emotional. She must touch the abdominal muscles that she didn’t touch last time today.
However, the arrangement of these lucky cats was really an eyesore. Only when they were gathered together could they attract wealth. So, while no one was paying attention, she once again gathered the four lucky cats into a circle.
After entering the bar, Jiang Nanshu learned her lesson this time. She did not choose to sit outside. She ordered a large private room that could accommodate fifty people.
Then she spent 100,000 yuan and ordered 18 high-quality male models.
All of them were 185cm tall, with narrow waists, broad shoulders, and long legs. They wore shirts that revealed half of their chests. They were all full of hormones. Some were fat and some were thin, and their looks were different.
Then they lined up in front of Jiang Nanshu one by one, which dazzled her.
The 18 male models said in a coy voice: “Please love me, Master!”
This scene and this posture made her look like a local emperor, and the people in front of her were all her concubines.
She smiled so hard that her eyebrows were invisible. She wiped the corners of her mouth with her hands and urged them hurriedly: “Come here, come here, I love you all.”
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