This day seemed to fly by.

When school was over in the afternoon, the four of them walked out of the classroom together.

Qian Ruozhi suddenly stretched out a lot: "Well, I haven't been to school for a long time, and I found that actually going to class is not a big deal."

Mu Juebing couldn't help laughing: "Only you would find class difficult."

"That's not true." Nan Fengjin, who was walking next to Qian Ruozhi, defended her, "Actually, we don't like going to class very much either. If our family hadn't been too pressurized, we might be about the same as Xiao Zhi."

Mo Yuxiao also felt the same way: "That's right. I would rather spend time in the Taekwondo club every day than listen to that old witch nagging in class."

The "old witch" is the only teacher in Elliston's class for top students, and is responsible for teaching all subjects. In fact, he is a man, whose real name is Lao Upo, but he has a very weird personality. He usually dresses and behaves like a woman.

, and spoke very effeminately, so Alliston's students called him an old witch.

Speaking of not going to class, Mo Yuxiao suddenly thought of the new transfer student this semester, and couldn't help but add: "Look at Ge Liusha, her chances of skipping class are as high as Xiaozhi's. Hey, it's good to just leave the family alone.

Love is coming or not!”

Qian Ruozhi then remembered that there was an extra girl in the class this semester, but because she rarely came to school, she had only seen her once or twice and had no impression of her.

However, these words were like a time bomb that exploded in the ears of Qian Ruozhi's personal butler.

"Song of quicksand?!" Mu Juebing's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The other three people were a little strange: "What, do you know her?"

After hearing the name, Mu Juebing, who originally had a relaxed expression, suddenly had a layer of ice on his face.

"I don't know him, I just heard about him." He replied calmly.

To be precise, I heard it from the person he hated the most.

"oh."

Seeing that Mu Juebing was reluctant to speak, the others stopped asking.

At this moment, Mo Yuxiao suddenly remembered something.

He turned his head and said to the three people: "By the way, come to my house for dinner tonight."

"What?" Qian Ruozhi and Nan Fengjin looked puzzled, "Why are we going to your house for dinner?"

"Don't ask about this yet, you will know when the time comes." Mo Yuxiao smiled mysteriously, his dark eyes shining a little, "You can't make excuses not to go, Xiaozhi, especially you."

"Uh..." Three black lines appeared on Qian Ruozhi's forehead.

Although she was reluctant, they could still be considered friends. So, she turned her head and looked at Mu Juebing: "Bingcube, give Uncle Mo a call and tell him that we won't go back for dinner tonight."

"Yes, Miss!"
Chapter completed!