"Hahaha."
A group of people were praising him. Even if he got the title of the national honorary principal, he would not be as happy as he was now.
Ling Jue shook her head secretly. The Feng family had really driven people crazy.
She turned on her phone and searched for the story.
It turned out that principal Lu really wanted to be a director in the past. However, because of the problems with the Feng family, he could only choose to come to Molk as the principal. The rest of the road was paved by the Feng family.
Although his surname was Lu, he was a member of the Feng family.
He could not control his own fate. This was the tragedy of a big family.
After three rounds of drinking, the security guard got off work, and the propaganda director got off work.
Ling Jue was the only one left sitting opposite Lu Qingyun. He was still drinking, his face red.
Ling Jue ate the vegetables quietly.
"Buro... Ling Jue, I heard that you and President Feng are... Burp... friends?" He raised his head as he drank, his eyes filled with shrewdness.
Ling Jue nodded. "Yes."
The corners of his lips curled up. "It's hard to believe that a person like him can have friends."
Ling Jue could tell that he did not mean to belittle Feng Yulin in his words. Instead, there was a deep sense of helplessness in his words.
Ling Jue moved her lips and fell silent.
"Let's go back." He stood up. His steps were a little shaky, but he held the camera stubbornly.
Ling Jue stood up and followed him. When he passed by the hall, he said to the cashier, "Sign the bill."
"Okay!" The person on the other end quickly replied.
Ling Jue followed him downstairs and parted ways.
He held the camera and left with a shaky figure. He said, "Take good care of your friend!"
Ling Jue was about to turn around and burst into laughter. No wonder she had heard that Lu Qingyun was Feng Yulin's only brother.
However, he seemed to have misunderstood something.
She was Feng Yulin's friend, not his girlfriend.
...
When she returned to the dormitory, the room was cleaned up. Mu Chen, who was wearing his military training uniform, was sleeping on the sofa, still snoring.
Ling Jue looked at the time. It was 9:30 pm. This guy...
She walked into the room and Tang Yuan came out. It ran to the pillow and took out its phone. It mumbled, "Tang Yuan forgot to bring you home during the holiday. You must be lonely with just one phone."
Ling Jue went into the bathroom to take a shower. She felt a little helpless when she saw the changes in her body.
What should she do? It seemed like she really could not control the growth of her breasts.
She could already see them with the naked eye.
Soon, if she did not cover herself up, she would be able to see them even when she was wearing a white shirt.
Sigh, being a woman is really troublesome.
After taking a shower, she went out and found Tang Yuan looking at its phone with a fascinated look on its face.
She poked its small body. "Lord Tang Yuan, can you do me a favor?"
Tang Yuan sighed. "Hmm, Lord Jue, your tone proves that nothing good is going on. Tell me. If Lord Tang Yuan can help, it will help you."
"Can you control the growth of my chest?"
"Lord Jue's small chest?" It raised its head and looked at her chest. Then, it frowned slightly. "Lord Jue, it's still an airport."
"Airport?" Ling Jue clenched her fists. "I want you to help me get rid of my breasts!"
Tang Yuan was confused. "But you're with the handsome young man now. If you don't have breasts, he'll despise you." Seeing that Lord Jue was about to lose her temper, it quickly raised its phone. "Look at what this blogger said. A woman's boobs are more adorable. Wen Yu's boobs are very beautiful, and they're also very large. That's why she has so many fans."