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If he were in her shoes, he would not like to be kept from either.
Song Shijun rapped his fingers on the table and narrowed his eyes as he thought about something. He said, â who do you think will be Shaojieâs female companion? Could there be some kind of scheme behind this?â
He had a feeling that things werenât as simple as they seemed.
Han qiqing was so angry that she wanted to peel open Yin Shaojieâs head to see if there was water inside.
She only reacted after song Shijun asked her this.
He slammed the table!
âI remember now! Jiang ranxi! I remember that when she was with Yin Shaojie, someone had gossiped about her and said that her relative was a senior leader in No. 1 middle school. Could he be the principal of No. 1 middle school?â
Song Shijun frowned. &Quot; thatâs possible. Otherwise, the principal wouldnât have suggested this so enthusiastically. &Quot;
Han qiqing suddenly stood up and walked out angrily.
âWhat are you doing?â Song Shijun hurriedly called out to her.
Han qiqing said angrily, â Iâm going to look for Jiang ranxi! He told her not to have any ideas about Yin Shaojie! As long as she backed out, wouldnât this matter be resolved?â
âShe planned it so meticulously, how could she give up?â Song Shijun said.
Han qiqing clenched her fists and snorted. &Quot; if she doesnât give up, Iâll beat her up so badly that even her mother wonât recognize her. Letâs see how sheâll be able to attend the ball with her face! &Quot;
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Song Shijun was embarrassed. Not only was this girl rude, but she was also violent!
&Quot; donât be so impulsive. Itâs not clear if sheâs the one chosen by No. 1 middle school. If you rashly go over and beat her up, youâll have no reason to do so! &Quot; Song Shijun quickly pulled her back and pressed her down on the chair.
Han qiqing was worried and tugged at her hair in frustration. &Quot; then what should we do? I donât want Xiaoxiao to be sad.â
âNo, Shaojie wonât let her be sad.â Song Shijun consoled.
Although he wasnât sure why Yin Shaojie had agreed to such a thing, Yin Shaojieâs love for Xiaoxiao would never change no matter what, so he wouldnât let Xiaoxiao be sad.
Han qiqing sobbed and said guiltily, â if I had known, I would have agreed to dance the opening dance with Yin Shaojie ... &Quot;
Song Shijun said helplessly, â donât take the blame on yourself. Itâs not your fault. &Quot;
Han qiqing said, itâs my fault! Of course, itâs my fault!â
Song Shijun consoled her, â itâs not your fault. How can I blame you? â
âItâs my fault!â
âI donât blame you.â
âItâs my fault!â
Song Shijun paused and changed his words. &Quot; Okay, okay, okay. Itâs your fault. &Quot;
Han qiqing glared at him.
Song Shijun could not help but laugh.
Han qiqing felt a little better, but she was still worried.
&Quot; actually, even if you had agreed to it, Shaojie might not have changed his mind. Iâve said it before. He must have his reasons for agreeing to such a thing, so you really donât have to take the blame on yourself. &Quot; Song Shijun said slowly.
Han qiqing sighed heavily and propped her chin up with her hand. &Quot; but I still donât understand ... &Quot;
She only thought that since Yin Shaojie loved Xiaoxiao so much and couldnât bear to see her sad, why did he agree to such a thing?
Perhaps this was the difference in thinking between boys and girls.
Song Shijun said, â donât think about it if you donât understand. &Quot;
Han qiqing thought of something and clenched her fists. &Quot; it better not be Jiang ranxi, or else ... Hmph! I wonât let her off!â
Song Shijun nodded. &Quot; yes, Iâll help you when the time comes. &Quot;
Han qiqing was satisfied. &Quot; thatâs more like it. &Quot;
Song Shijun smiled and added, â Iâll keep a lookout for you. &Quot;
Han qiqing really wanted to pick up the cake and throw it at his face.