The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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"But!……" "cell phone……" Gu Weimian touched Pang Yiqin's head soothingly, "I have asked Xiaochi to bring Yunkai here. After explaining Pang Yiqin's side, she looked at Jiang Jingchen again, "If you are in a hurry about the phone, send it to my email. Looking at herself in the mirror, who was still sleepy and listless, Gu Weimian frowned slightly and asked, "Do you have lipstick?" She was very white, but so white that there was almost no blood in her.
"But!……"
"cell phone……"
Gu Weimian touched Pang Yiqin's head soothingly, "I have asked Xiaochi to bring Yunkai here. He is in the back of the car, but I can't go home with you. I will ask Xiaochi to take you home later.
After explaining Pang Yiqin's side, she looked at Jiang Jingchen again, "If you are in a hurry about the phone, send it to my email. If there are any technical problems, please explain them in the email. I will reply to you when I have time."
As she spoke, she took a lunch box that looked beautifully packaged from Xiaochi.
Gu Weimian just turned around and paused. She looked at Pang Yiqin and said, "Please lend me the hair tie."
Pang Yiqin let out an "ah" in a daze, and subconsciously took the hair tie from her hair and handed it to Gu Weimian.
Gu Weimian took it and tied up her hair, which had been hanging loose, into a neat and energetic ponytail.
After combing her hair, she also looked in the car's rearview mirror.
Looking at herself in the mirror, who was still sleepy and listless, Gu Weimian frowned slightly and asked, "Do you have lipstick?"
She was very white, but so white that there was almost no blood in her.
It is a sickly white.
The reason is that he was brought up in wealth and did not pay attention to exercise, and the previous hospitalization further damaged his condition.
Pang Yiqin shook her head when she heard this. How could she have lipstick?
Gu Weiman thought about it and it made sense...most students in this era are rather simple.
This is also related to the fact that the domestic cosmetics industry has not yet developed.
In ten years, when all kinds of chain beauty stores open up in the streets and alleys of China, students may have more experience in makeup and more sophisticated techniques than ordinary white-collar workers.
Gu Weimian looked in the mirror again.
She thought for a moment and bit her lower lip hard.
At Pang Yiqin's exclamation, Gu Weimian's lips turned a little more seductively red than before.
She looked carefully at the place where Gu Weimian had bitten her. Fortunately, there was no bleeding, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Weimian looked at himself in the mirror again and found himself looking better than before.
She nodded with satisfaction and waved to Jiang Jingchen and Pang Yiqin, "I'll leave first."
The early spring breeze blew past the two of them, and suddenly they felt a bleak feeling of winter.
The result of their fight is...
All lost?
There is no winner... How miserable.
Jiang Jingchen looked at Gu Weimian's hurried back and asked loudly, "Gu Weimian! You've even neglected your work for the sake of love, haven't you?!"
Gu Weimian staggered when he heard this.
At this moment, a black Maybach stopped in front of her and the man in the car opened the door.
When their eyes met, awkwardness spread for a moment.
Gu Weimian coughed lightly, "He is obsessed with premature love."
Her words were carried by the wind and reached Jiang Jingchen's ears word for word.
He was very disappointed with Gu Weimian, "I encouraged you to fall in love early, but did I let you lose your ambition because of playing with things?!"
As an 'object', Huo Yan raised his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on Gu Weimian who was standing in front of the car door.
Gu Weimian was still wearing her school uniform today, but she had changed her school pants into a skirt. Her legs, covered in thick stockings, were still straight and slender.
Her hair was tied into a ponytail with a hair tie, which made her look fresh and neat, and very student-like.
Sometimes, girls don’t need to dress sexy.
This school uniform was enough to make Huo Yan lose control of himself.
He coughed lightly, his voice a little hoarse: "Get in the car."