The errand store of Chen Qingqing and Zhang Fangfang officially opened.
After a few days of development, in addition to taking over the ru
ing errands of their class, they also took over businesses of other class. freew ebnov el
Businesses from their class are mostly errands, businesses from other classes are almost always love letter delivery.
As for the target of these love letters, a large portion of them were given to Situ Feng and Gu Nanxi, as well as some other students.
On this day, Chen Qingqing had organized all love letters and distributed them together with Zhang Fangfang.
Zhang Fangfang was afraid of the devil, Situ Feng, so she took the initiative to send love letters targeting students of other classes.
The thickest stack for Situ Feng and Gu Nanxi was handed over to Chen Qingqing.
Gu Nan Xi's side was still okay. She handed the letters to him and he just took them..
But on Situ Feng's side, as soon as she placed the letters on his damn table, he immediately swept up them to the ground, almost causing Chen Qingqing to die from anger.
She also had to find a way to make him accept theese letters because the employers had said that they would was ask for a refund if their letters were not delivered to him.
"Situ Feng, these are love letters written by those i
ocent girls. So what if you accept them?"
"I just won't accept it. What can you do?"
"Do me a favor? At worst, I'll give you half of the love letter's money? This was already the bottom line! Don't push yourself too far!
"Heh ? You think I'm going to need your money? Or do you think I'm like you? Willing to do anything for money?"
This sentence was filled with humiliation!
Chen Qingqing immediately exploded. Even if all students in the school was afraid of him, Situ Feng, she wasn't!
"Situ Feng, don't f * * king refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit!"
"You dare curse again?"
"So what if I scolded you ten times? Bastard!"
Situ Feng stood up, his entire body was filled with killing intent.
Chen Qingqing's heart tightened, this guy wouldn't make a move against her in the classroom right?
But a warrior could be killed but not humiliated!
Chen Qingqing braced herself and looked him in the eye. In an instant, the entire classroom burst into flames.
Gu Nan Xi couldn't help but to sigh, he stood up from his seat and stepped between the two of them.
He explained to Chen Qingqing, "Qingqing, Feng did not say those words on purpose. For the past two days, he has not been in a good mood because of his family's matters."
"Gu Nan Xi, shut up! Who was she? Do you need to explain it to her? "
Chen Qingqing sneered, "Then who are you?"
"Chen Qingqing, you're courting death! I haven't punished you for what you had done in Di Hao Club last time."
"It just so happens that I want to settle what happened outside the airport last time!"
When everyone in the classroom heard this, they could not help but prick up their ears to listen.
Situ Feng's anger had already reached the point where it could erupt at any time, he pulled Gu Nan Xi to the side ?
He looked at Chen Qingqing and said with a cold smile, "Oh? What do you want? Not as good as... Do it once again! "
Saying this, under the astonished gazes of everyone, he lifted up both of Chen Qingqing's chin and forced her a kiss.
"Pah!"
The sound of a slap echoed throughout the classroom. Just from the sound of the slap, one could tell how heavy it was.
Situ Feng covered his face with one hand and looked at her in disbelief.
"Damned girl, you actually hit me again!"
Again?
All the students in the class were so shocked that they couldn't even use words to describe it.
Chen Qingqing was so angry that she laughed instead, "Situ Feng, it seems like the lesson I taught you at the Di Hao Club was not enough."
Thinking of that time, Situ Feng subconsciously retreated two steps back, he vigilantly looked at Chen Qingqing.
"Damned girl, you're courting death!"
"That's right, I'm courting death! If you have the guts, come and kill me! "
Situ Feng: "?" Suddenly, he didn't know how to reply.freew(e)bnovel
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