When talking about the excitement, Li Jiao's voice was already a little hysterical.

Wang Qingming still looked at her calmly.

"Who was the one who took me to that alley that day? Who was the one who called the widower? You, Li Jiao, did these things. If you say...who is the evil spirit, then it is you... …You made them like this! Li Jiao, you are jealous of me! Since when, from the scum confession of Wei Qianye...you started to be jealous, plus I learned better than you , Are you jealous of me?"

Wang Qingming's eyes were light, looking at her silently.

"I do not have--"

Li Jiaohong shouted loudly while wearing a pair of glasses.

When her eyes touched Wang Qingming's sarcasm, she shouted loudly.

"I didn't, I didn't!"

"Yes, you don't... only you know in your heart!"

After Wang Qingming finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"I didn't... I didn't..."

Li Jiao was still shouting loudly towards Wang Qingming's back.

I just don't know, she didn't know who she was calling to listen to.

When Wang Qingming went into the library, he turned on the computer and started looking for test papers and made several.

After doing this for more than an hour, she looked at the total scores of each test paper and found that it was just one question wrong.

Wang Qingming did a few more questions before leaving the library again.

She suddenly remembered that for this period of time, she had been consolidating the congee shop, and she had not bothered Li Jiao and Wei Qianye.

People like Li Jiao had just tried it out, and now she was dying of fear in her heart.

Probably scared her by herself later, she couldn't stand it herself.

Wang Qingming actually quickly thought of a way to punish Li Jiao.

This time, she called the widower to come over, it seems that it was her the same time she crossed over.

This person, at a young age, is so vicious.

Wang Qingming walked out of the building and walked towards the grove by the lake.

She had already investigated before. Regarding Wei Qianye's affairs, he likes to read by the school lake.

Wei Qianyu looks hard to be gentle on the surface, but his internal strength is very narrow.

What's more, his personality is also very self-reliant.

When he was above the town, he could be proud of a swan.

Then he is probably a local chicken now.

Thinking of this, the corner of Wang Qingming's mouth evoked a sneer.

She walked to the lake, and looked at the lake, it was full of willow trees, and the soft-soft willow branches were blowing on the lake.

Ripples came out, waves of ripples.

There was no one around, Wei Qianye was sitting on a handkerchief, sitting under the tree, reading the book very pretentiously.

When Wang Qingming approached him, he saw Wei Qianye suddenly raising his head.

"Who is here?"

His voice was very gentle, but inside, it was more of an artificiality.

In short, Wang Qingming felt bored while listening, and kicked him into the river with one kick.

Wei Qianye had been admitted to this school, and felt that once he entered, he must have been highly anticipated. Who knew that when he came, there would be none at all, and there were so few people who liked him.

Suddenly, he became a little suffocated.