"Don't you want to protect the Folk Music Department?"
Wen Qiao understood that this opportunity was 'given' to her by Zhuang Yan. She twitched the corners of her lips."I don't need to rely on others to give me a chance. I can rely on myself."
Zhuang Yan had nowhere to vent his anger. just because I rejected you before? just because of your so-called pride? How could he give up such a good opportunity? Do you know how many people in the school are fighting for this opportunity?"
Pa, Wen Qiao threw the chopsticks in her hand.
The chopsticks bounced twice on the plate and fell to the ground.
The atmosphere was tense.
yes, it's the so-called pride. I'm not going to be on the same stage as you, Zhuang Yan, never!
Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, then he gritted his teeth. good, very good, I was being a busybody. I won't meddle in your Affairs anymore!
Zhuang Yan was furious and left.
Lu Youyou picked up a new pair of chopsticks and handed them to Wen Qiao. don't be angry with him. It's not worth it to be angry with yourself.
Wen Qiao buried her head in her food.
She had never taken those students who laughed at her to heart. The sharpest wound in her heart had always been from the people she cared about.
She used to care a lot about Zhuang Yan.
However, he treated her as a worthless woman and stepped on her ruthlessly.
Now, it was her own wishful thinking and she thought that he was being good to her. If she didn't accept it, she didn't know what was good for her.
Why?
The meal didn't go very well. It was already Friday afternoon. After the meal, Wen Qiao didn't have any classes in the afternoon. She packed her luggage, carried her backpack, and prepared to go home.
At the school's back gate, she saw a Mercedes-Benz SUV. A young man opened the door and dai yi got into the car with a haughty expression. Wen Qiao tilted her head to look at the man who opened the door for her. He looked a little familiar.
Fu Jiang.
Fu Nanli's younger cousin.
The foppish cousin who had provoked her and hurriedly transferred her a million Yuan.
Through the car window, dai yi took a look at Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou, who were not too far away, and felt a little smug.
After all, he was the young master of the fu family. Everyone knew of the fu family's status in Haicheng. Fu Jiang was now her official boyfriend and had already helped her pick a script. She was just a freshman, but she could already act as the female lead. She would be able to rise up in the future.
After closing the car door, Fu Jiang was about to get into the car when he turned around and saw Wen Qiao. He quivered in shock.
And so, dai yi saw her high and mighty rich second-generation boyfriend, whom everyone had to be respectful to, suddenly walk up to Wen Qiao.
Dai yi immediately sat up straight, feeling a sense of crisis.
After all, she knew that Wen Qiao was pretty and had almost been elected as the campus Belle of the Central Conservatory of Music.
The next second, Fu Jiang bowed respectfully to Wen Qiao with an ingratiating smile on his face.
Wen Qiao, what right did she have?
"Are you also studying at the drama Academy?" Fu Jiang asked, rubbing his hands.
"Yang Yin, the dormitory area is together."
oh, oh, oh. Where are you going? do you need me to give you a lift? "
Ju's mother bowed.
"Aren't you afraid that your brother will misunderstand?" Wen Qiao asked, raising her brows.
Fu Jiang was shocked. I don't have any other intentions. I'm just here to send my sister-in-law off as her younger brother.
"No need, my friend's car is here to pick me up." Then, he pointed at the Porsche beside him.
"Alright, alright, alright."
Just as Wen Qiao was about to get into the car, she saw the driver of Fu Jiang's car. His sleeves were half rolled up, and the tattoo on his right arm was clearly the same one she saw on the tattooed man at the hospital. It was a string of letters.
She instantly froze on the spot.
So it wasn't the fu brothers, but the chauffeur?
He was actually Fu Jiang's driver?
He was not Fu Chuan's chauffeur?