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Chapter 1263: Lu Xingzhe asked Xiao Qiao: Which suitor

  Chapter 1263 Lu Xingzhe asks Xiao Qiao: Which suitor sent the flowers?

  Fu Xiyan turned his head, glanced at Fu Yingying, and then saw her staring at him with bright eyes.

  Fu Xiyan really doesn't understand why these painters are so excited when they hear Yun Ling's name.

  Fu Xiyan nodded slightly, and then added, "It belongs to Fu Wangchen."

  He was a little afraid that Fu Yingying would ask him for the painting, so he specifically explained that the painting belonged to Fu Wangchen.

  Originally, when Fu Yingying saw Fu Xiyan nodding, her eyes lit up instantly, but after hearing Fu Xiyan's words, the light in her eyes disappeared instantly.

  She really wanted to ask Fu Xiyan for the painting, but when she heard that the painting belonged to Fu Wangchen, she immediately stopped thinking.

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   Haicheng No. 1 Middle School, Class 8.

  Qiao Qingshu just walked into the classroom, and found that Class 8 was surprisingly quiet today.

   It wasn't until she saw that there was someone in the seat that had been vacant for more than ten days that Qiao Qingshu guessed why the classroom was so quiet.

  The corner of his mouth slightly bent, and he walked quickly to Gu Zhiqi's side, "You're back?"

  Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Zhiqi looked up at her.

   After seeing Qiao Qingshu's appearance clearly, Gu Zhiqi's lazy expression was tinged with joy, "Morning, Xiao Qiao."

  Qiao Qingshu paused a little when he heard the words, and suddenly looked sideways at Gu Zhiqi, "You...something is wrong."

  As Qiao Qingshu spoke, she tilted her head slightly and looked at Gu Zhiqi.

  Gu Zhiqi: "Is there?"

   "Yes." Qiao Qingshu nodded seriously.

   "Let's have it." Gu Zhiqi said, reaching into the desk.

  Qiao Qingshu feels that Gu Zhiqi is different today than before he asked for leave, but he really can't think of anything different.

  So, I sat down feeling a little puzzled.

  As soon as I sat down, there was a pot of flowers on the table.

  Qiao Qingshu looked at the flowers on her table, was stunned for a few seconds, and murmured in a low voice, "Liu Yu Han Lian?"

  After recovering, he immediately looked sideways at Gu Zhiqi, "This flower..."

  Gu Zhiqi: "A gift."

  Qiao Qingshu was stunned again after hearing the words, then stared at Gu Zhiqi for several seconds, and then asked tentatively, "Are you..."

   "Brother Xi!"

  A voice suddenly sounded in the quiet classroom.

   Soon, a figure appeared next to Gu Zhixi's position, "Brother Xi."

  Gu Zhiqi raised his eyes and glanced at him.

  The extra person at the table was Lu Xingzhe, whose hair was a bit messy because he ran too fast.

   After stopping, Lu Xingzhe immediately straightened his hair coolly, then put his hands in his pockets, looked away, and said to Gu Zhixi, "You're back?"

  Gu Zhiqi didn't speak.

  Lu Xingzhe continued, "If you don't come back again, I thought you transferred schools."

  Gu Zhiqi followed his gaze, but there was no one in the corridor outside the window, so, what is this guy looking at?

  Lu Xingzhe continued to talk, "The vice principal has been dismissed. From now on, you can study with peace of mind. With me here, no one dares to...Fuck! Qiao Qingshu, what are you doing?"

   After only three seconds of being handsome, Lu Xingzhe was halfway through his sentence when a book was thrown at him. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed it, and then looked at Qiao Qingshu who was throwing the book with a sulky face.

  Qiao Qingshu didn't look up, while fiddling with the flowers on the table, she said, "Your words disgust me, go back to your place."

  Lu Xingzhe didn't pay attention to her words, but only noticed the flowers being manipulated by her.

  Holding the book, staring at the flower, she asked with a stinking face, "Which suitor gave it to you?"

   Before Qiao Qingshu could speak, Lu Xingzhe continued: "I haven't seen you accept flowers from anyone before, why do you think such an ugly pot of flowers is a treasure today?"

  (end of this chapter)