When the police car arrived, Tang Qingqing was completely overwhelmed by the smelly garbage.

The angry students were still smashing the things in their hands, and they refused to stop dissuading them.

The more they hated Tang Xin before, the more they hated Tang Qingqing now, the more they hated Tang Qingqing.

Trash, you should stay with the garbage!

The more people threw themselves, the more they became more and more excited.

When Director Tian came in and saw this situation, he was already very imposing.

Fortunately, the gold medal assistant Chen Yan said hello in advance and asked him to bring more people.

The police all went on battle. Some were responsible for persuading the students to withdraw, some were responsible for handling the bodies, and some were responsible for arresting Tang Qingqing and Shi Dazhi.

Shi Tieshan hugged his wife's body, and when he saw his children being taken away, he cried so hard that he fainted on the spot.

The auditorium is in a mess.

Song Qinrong watched the farce finally ended in a cold look, and sighed almost imperceptibly, but her heart was as if a huge rock was pressed down.

She stood there without moving for a long time.

"Girl."

Fu Sichen walked behind her at some point and gently took her into his arms.

“Unhappy?”

Song Qinrong's voice was muffled: "I'm fine."

That being said, but she still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

The people from the Shi family came after them based on the information she revealed.

Although the accident that happened later was not among her plans, no matter what, Pan Zhenhua's death was more or less related to her.

Fu Sichen sighed: "If you think so, will Tang Xin feel more guilty?"

Song Qinrong pulled the corner of her mouth: "These are my plans. What does it have to do with Tang Xin?"

"The person is also recommended by Tang Qingqing, what does it have to do with you?"

Fu Sichen smiled and said, "You are so smart, you should know that the conflict between Tang Qingqing and the Shi family will end in this way sooner or later.

Their family is selfish and can ruin everything else for their own benefit.

If you don't make trouble to the death, you will never give up.

Today’s accident was just to let the result come out in advance.

It's not your fault."

Fu Sichen's voice was very gentle, with a calming force.

His fingers were slender and his palms were very large. He pressed on Song Qinrong's back, like a solid backer.

Let the wind and rain attack her, she will not hurt her at all.

Song Qinrong's heart slowly calmed down.

Fu Sichen is right.

Even if Pan Zhenhua was not pushed to death by Tang Qingqing today, the conflict between them would not disappear.

As long as the contradiction remains, with their personalities, Pan Zhenhua's death is something that will inevitably happen.

Thinking of this, Song Qinrong pursed her lips and buried her face deeply in Fu Sichen's chest.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaonan, who was standing beside him, had to stop pitifully and look for Aunt Rong for comfort.

The two of them hugged me and kissed me, so he couldn't go up and be a light bulb.

Xu Xiaonan took a step back sadly.

But he was also frightened, and needed someone to hug and comfort him...

A living person fell to death in front of him!

He lived for eighteen years, but he had never seen such a bloody scene.

Xu Xiaonan couldn't help but shook again.

Forget it, let’s go to Fu Yan and Tang Xin.

Thinking of this, he turned around and wanted to find someone on the stage.

But as soon as he looked up, his eyes went straight.

???

What did he see?!

How could Tang Xin and Fu Yan hug each other?

And why is this posture exactly the same as Teacher Fu's erecting Aunt Rong???

My big damn!

When did they get hooked up!!!

Still carrying him on his back.

Xu Xiaonan felt heartbroken, covered his chest and shed tears of a single dog.

——

When she returned to Fu Sichen's office, Song Qinrong's mood had calmed down a lot.

I guess it was Fu Sichen who gave me a special explanation. This time, the dishes sent by Mrs. Fu are relatively light and there are a lot of vegetarian dishes.

Song Qinrong just ate a bowl of rice.

Chen Yan breathed a long sigh of relief and asked, "Miss Song, what are you going to do with Tang Qingqing?"

Song Qinrong put down her chopsticks, took the tissue handed by Fu Sichen and was about to wipe her mouth, but her eyes turned cold when she heard this.

"A manslaughter, you can judge the sentence as much as you want."

When Tang Qingqing was in great glory, she not only bullied Tang Xin, but she did countless disgusting things behind her, and countless people offended her.

Now, she has lost the halo of the eldest lady of the Tang family, the identity of Cheng Shao’s fiancée, and the protection of the Tang and Cheng families. Most people want to take a step at this time to avenge their previous revenge.

Is there any need for her to take extra action?

Chen Yan nodded: "Tang Qingqing fell and injured her feet, Shi Dazhi should have been sentenced for intentional injury. Look..."

When Song Qinrong heard this name, she felt cold in her eyes.

"This idiot, let him go."

It's just a platform more than two meters high, so I want to kill Tang Qingqing?

He's all pretending to be shit in his mind!

When the police thought of Tang Qingqing's fracture, the police would waste social resources to show her legs.

The chill in Song Qinrong's eyes became deeper.

What a guy who can do nothing but lose things!

As if Fu Sichen saw his girl’s thoughts, he simply reached out, snatched the tissue from the other party’s hand, and gently pressed it on the other party’s mouth.

"Don't worry about the follow-up matters."

His movements were very gentle, his eyes focused on Song Qinrong's pink lips, and his eyes became darker.

"Grandma's birthday party is coming, are you ready?"

Hearing this, Song Qinrong curled the corners of her lips: "Everything is ready."

As her lips opened and closed, she accidentally touched Fu Sichen's fingertips. The soft touch made Fu Sichen pause and his eyes darker.

He leaned forward, as if he was about to step closer, and at the same time, he swept coldly over Chen Yan standing there from the corner of his eyes.

Chen Yan was so scared that he shook.

Immediately, I left the office with a flash of lightning and closed the door thoughtfully.

With the sound of locking the door "click", the atmosphere in the office became ambiguous in an instant.

Song Qinrong still wanted to speak, but as soon as she opened her lips, she found that Fu Sichen's fingers were touched by her lips again.

The touch that was obviously much hotter than before made her tactilely shut her mouth immediately.

But Fu Sichen narrowed his eyes and his fingers still stroked Song Qinrong's lips without any thoughts.

The hot fingertips touched the lips, making Song Qinrong burn in an instant.

"Girl."

Just then, Fu Sichen suddenly spoke.

He raised his eyebrows, as if he was in a very happy mood: "Do you remember what you said when you first met me?"
To be continued...