Ye Nuan was completely isolated, all her advantages no longer exist, and even the status of the student union was replaced by Zhao Qiqi. Ye Ling is now in the limelight, and Zhao Qiqi, the good friend of the student union chairman, was escorted. Even for Ye Ling's sake, no one dared to approach Ye Nuan.

Ye Nuan was mentally prepared for a long time. Now she no longer cared about these things. She had more important things to do.

The bell rang for the last get out of class in the morning, and the students rushed to the cafeteria. Qian Xiaoduo saw her deskmate and the former sisters walking out of the classroom talking and laughing. No one called her, and her face instantly sank.

Almost everyone knows about her disagreement with Ye Ling. In the past, the young sisters shared the same hatred with her, but I don’t know when they gradually isolated her and stopped taking her with her when they had dinner and chatted. Instead, they got very close to Zhao Wanwan. When Qian Xiaoduo discovered it, they had already become a group.

Isn’t it just that I am afraid of offending Ye Ling? I don’t like a group of fence-bearing girls who change their minds when they see the wind.

Qian Xiaoduo kicked the stool in anger and cried aggrievedly on the desk.

There was no one in the classroom at this moment, and it was quiet.

"The most valuable thing for women is tears." A voice suddenly sounded in her ears, subconsciously causing her back to feel cold.

Qian Xiaoduo raised his head, saw the person in front of him, and said in surprise: "Ye Nuan?"

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Xiao Yunhe opened the textbook and it seemed like a breeze blew into the window, blew away the afternoon heat and blew out a piece of letter paper sandwiched in the textbook.

Floating, floating on Ji Chuan's desktop.

The letter paper was folded, and was blown away by the wind at this moment, and the handwriting on it was clearly audible.

Ji Chuan's pupils suddenly tightened, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.

Xiao Yun and Qingcong pinched the letter paper with their slender fingers, glanced at it, and gently curled the corners of their mouths.

Ji Chuan glanced at her, wanted to speak but stopped, and finally covered her disappointment in her eyes and lowered her head to do the questions.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Xinhu was disturbed, and after a long time, the half-solved question still did not finish writing.

His handwriting is elegant and free, and his handwriting is like a person. He is probably a free and handsome boy, and he can see his character at the turn of his writing.

The letter reads: At 7 o'clock tonight, Desheng will meet each other. The words are like faces, and they will never part.

Signature: Jiangyuan.

In just sixteen words, it is elegant and romantic.

Xiao Yunhe gently curled the corners of her mouth, her eyes were playful and sarcastic.

Although she had never seen Jiang Yuan's handwriting, the carefulness between the lines was trembling... Are she worried about revealing the truth?

What a pity, the imitation technique is too clumsy, and it has its form but no spirit.

In front of Princess Yong'an, who is not only proficient in calligraphy but has been practicing hard since childhood, this trick is tantamount to showing off.

Zhao Wanwan turned her head and said mysteriously: "I heard from Xiaolan that Ye Nuan came to our class to find Qian Duoduo at noon. The two of them got together and colluded. I don't know what bad things are going to do. Be careful."

After Zhao Wanwan learned that Ye Nuan came to school today, she asked someone to stare at her. This woman had too many sluts and held a grudge against Ye Ling, so she would definitely wait for an opportunity to take revenge.

A strange light flashed in Xiao Yunhe's eyes, crushing the letter paper into his palms, as if he was smiling.

"I want to see what she sells in the gourd."

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After school, Xiao Yunhe asked Ouyang Yi to leave first and she went to do something.

Ouyang Yi didn't ask any more questions, and left alone.

After walking two steps, Ouyang Yi felt something was wrong and looked across the street.

A car was parked there quietly, and a man stood by the side of the car and smoked, staring in one direction, Ouyang Yi looked over.

It's Ye Ling.

She frowned. At this time, she found someone in the car staring at her. Ouyang Yi calmly withdrew his gaze. While pretending to go forward, he took out his cell phone to pretend to answer the phone. He had already dialed Xiao Yunhe's number in secret.

"It's out."

The man threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on the leather shoes and crushed them hard.

Seeing the two left separately, the man's eyes sank, "You and this, remember to pick a place without surveillance and start a quick battle."

The car drove away slowly.

The man walked a few steps forward and got into another car: "Follow."

Little did they know that there was a low-key Volkswagen not far away. After the car drove away, it started slowly and followed the buttocks of the car.

Ye Nuan followed Xiao Yunhe from afar, with a cold feeling in her eyes, and she dialed a phone number.

"You are on the road and you will arrive soon."

Xiao Yunhe passed by the lottery station, and the banner was still hanging at the door. There was even an arch made of balloons compared to before. There were two flower baskets at the door, which was very lively and festive.

There were many people squatting at the door, waiting to see the winner of the rumored winner, and it would be better to have some luck.

Xiao Yunhe walked past the door quietly.

When Ye Nuan passed by, she couldn't help but glance at the banner a few more times. She felt so uncomfortable. Why was that person so lucky?

Luckily makes people jealous.
Chapter completed!