Chapter 100: The earth-shaking changes

“Get on the bus.”

Wen Jiu sent Ji Xianyan back to the taxi again, opened the door, raised his chin slightly, and urged him.

Ji Xianyan: “………”

Although she likes herself, she is a boy and she still has the gentlemanly demeanor he should have.

"I said you..."

"Go up." The girl's tone was a little strong.

Ji Xianyan frowned slightly and bent over and got into the car.

I wasn't afraid of her, but I just felt that if I continued to talk, I might be misunderstood and liked her.

Wenjiu closed the car door, knocked on the window again, and said to the driver: "Drive."

"Okay." The driver deserves to be so quick and starts the car and leaves.

Wen Jiu watched the car disappear under the night, walked to the surveillance corner, and teleported back to the bedroom.

"Little brother, I don't blame my uncle for being too polite. My girlfriend is so beautiful, why do you want to make her angry..."

On the way back, the driver persuaded Ji Xianyan with great sincerity.

When he was dry and stopped to drink water, he heard the boy in the back seat say something lightly, "She is still chasing me, not a girlfriend."

"puff--"

The driver squirted out a sip of water.

Did he hear it wrong?

"Ahem... who did you just say to chase whom?"

Ji Xianyan: "She pursues me."

Driver: “………”

He suddenly stopped sounding, and after several traffic lights, he said quietly: "It doesn't look like he is chasing you."

"Where is not like it?" The boy narrowed his black eyes slightly, his voice faintly exuding danger.

How could it not be like?

So caring about him and asking him to go to bed early, isn’t this chasing him?

Then what is?

The driver suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, opened his mouth, and changed the words to his throat: "It looks so much like it!"

I have never lie like this in my life.

Ji Xianyan didn't pay attention to him anymore, thinking to himself that he couldn't say it was like it, he could only say it was a fact.

**

Last night, Claire released a video statement and deleted the video after being saved, so that the agent could contact professionals to erase the traces of the video.

This thing seems to have never happened, and it has not left memories on the Internet.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief and went to bed with peace of mind. He prepared to meet Qianlan the next day, asking her to help teach Wenjiu a lesson.

But he missed a little.

On the way to school, Wen Jiu logged on Weibo with Ajiu's account and found that the video statement posted by Claire last night was not on the hot search.

No splashes were raised at all.

She raised her eyebrows and brought a playful curve to the corner of her lips.

I'm afraid I'm not qualified to play tricks on her.

Wenjiu clicked the edit new Weibo button with clean and round fingertips, uploaded the video of Claire saved last night, and then posted it directly.

About ten seconds later, a reminder popped up in the system: the video was released successfully.

Put down your phone with warm wine, close your eyes and rest.

I arrived at the school soon. When I entered the classroom, many people unexpectedly greeted her, "Good morning with warm wine!"

"Warm early!"

"Get warm wine in the morning."

“………”

These people are all classmates who bought racing tickets from her a few days ago.

After that day, their attitude towards warm wine changed drastically.

Wen Jiu raised her eyebrows slightly and replied lazyly and casually: "Beginning."

"Warm wine, I bought an extra breakfast. Have you eaten it?" A boy walked over and asked her.

The girl's voice was faint: "I've eaten."

Su Yitong sat in the first row, with her back facing Wenjiu, her lowered eyes full of jealousy and anger, and her resentment was unwilling to accept it.

Why do you suddenly feel so good about warm wine?

Why is she?

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