Chapter 448

"I don't know who the boss of our 3rd class is?"

An Ruoyao's eyes flashed with confusion, boss? Shen Xun?

Then, she watched Shen Xun walk to Song Yaoyao's side, and asked in a 'gentle' tone, "Brother, how can she solve it? Do you want to keep fingering her?"

Before Song Yaoyao spoke, An Ruoyao was so frightened that her heartbeat slowed for half a beat.

"Shen Xun! You, you dare!"

She looked around in a panic, and the girls who played fairly well at the time were all staring at her as if they were looking at the enemy.

She felt that if Xu Yue hadn't acted first, the others would have been forced to come forward to surround her and give her a kick.

"We are all civilized people, it's not good to fight and kill."

An Feiran shook his head and suggested, "Let her pay for it. That skirt was custom-made, and it also made Yaoyao lose her chance to perform on stage. How sad was Yaoyao at the time? So the cost of this dress and the cost of mental damage, can't be less."

"Isn't that...would it be bad?"

Song Yaoyao played with a pen, frowned and asked in a pretentious disapproval.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that her big eyes are about to light up.

An Feiran nodded, "Oh...it doesn't seem to be very good, then let's have a fight."

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes, "Mmmm, this is better."

An Ruoyao has the heart to scold her mother, no, she doesn't feel good at all.

Seeing Xu Yue rolling up her sleeves and walking towards her, she closed her eyes and confessed in time.

"I give money! I can't give money!"

An Feiran sighed, "voluntary?"

"voluntary voluntary!"

To say that An Ruoyao sneered at the remarks about how the 3rd class was united before, then after today, whether the 3rd class is really united or fake.

An Ruoyao felt that there was no one who could empathize more than her.

She spoke quickly, for fear that Xu Yue's slap would come up so late.

She knew how ruthless a woman Xu Yue was, and she did many shameful things in the past.

As a result, she did not expect that one day, these would fall on her.

She gritted her teeth and was tricked into taking a lot of money.

Looking at the string of zeros, her heart was bleeding.

Outsiders only know that she is from the An family, but few people know that she is not a direct descendant of the An family at all, she is just taken over to the old house for support.

I heard that the real Young Master An is someone else. This person has been established as the heir since he was born.

"When will the post be deleted?" An Ruoyao stared at Song Yaoyao and asked coldly.

"Post? What post?" Song Yaoyao tilted her head and spread her hands innocently, "I don't know."

An Ruoyao was so heartbroken, "Don't pretend to be garlic! Isn't that much money enough?!"

"classmate."

The boy's voice was clean and clear, An Feiran flipped through the balance of the class account and chuckled, "The video is the price of the video. What you paid just now is just the skirt and the mental damage fee."

He reminded kindly.

"What the hell?!" An Ruoyao was about to go crazy, she glared at An Feiran fiercely, "An Feiran, don't go too far."

"Classmate, I think you need to understand something. I didn't press your hand to damage other people's clothes, nor did I drag you into Class 3. In fact, it's useless to blame me, I think you need to ask everyone , would you like to let you go—"

An Feiran said softly, motioning An Ruoyao to look around.

She looked over in horror, everyone was staring at her, and the door to the classroom was blocked.