YY8848高清私人影院

   But it's a pity that when she and Huo Yichen were halfway through the meal, Huo Yichen answered a phone call. It seemed that the Huo family had something to do and had to go first.

   Helpless, Murong Qiao went back to the school dormitory.

   "Wuhu! Qiao Qiao, you are back! I feel like I haven't seen you for several days!" Yang Xin swooped at that time.

  Murong Qiao was already used to her intimacy, and after hugging Yang Xin, she sat back in her chair.

   Murong Qiao couldn't bear the excessive enthusiasm for Yang Xin.

  She patted the other person on the back, "I feel like you're going to cry, I've only been away for two days."

   "One day is like three autumns." Yang Xin replied with a smile.

  Murong Qiao first put all the things on the table, and then glanced at the dormitory, only to find that Yang Xin was the only one staying here at the moment.

  Yang Xin saw her doubts and pouted to explain. "Leng Yan seems to have asked for leave to go home."

   This is why she was so excited when she saw Murong Qiao come back just now. Yang Xin stayed in the dormitory by herself all day today, she was so boring.

   "By the way, do you have any homework these two days?" Murong Qiao turned on the computer and asked casually.

  She's been a little busy recently, so she hasn't paid much attention to school affairs. Although the instructor asked for leave, homework still needs to be handed in as usual.

  Yang Xin nodded, found her mobile phone and sent her a homework list.

   "You don't even know. Professor Murong feels like a different person recently. The things he taught in class are difficult to understand, and he left a lot of homework." Speaking of this, Yang Xin felt outrageous.

  These two days Murong Qiao was away, Yang Xin and Leng Yan went to class, Yang Xin could clearly feel that Professor Murong's class suddenly became very difficult.

   The difficulty lies in the fact that she was able to understand a little before, but the two lessons were all about chart PPTs that she could not understand or understand, and the difficulty rose sharply.

  She also secretly discussed with Leng Yan whether Professor Murong had taken the wrong medicine.

   "Ahem." Murong Qiao coughed awkwardly but politely.

  Intuition tells me that the increase in difficulty is probably inseparable from myself and Huo Yichen.

  Yang Xin hasn't noticed Murong Qiao's guilty conscience for a while, and she is still complaining helplessly at the moment, after all, she finally found someone to talk to today.

  Yang Xin never finished talking. "Speaking of which, I don't seem to have seen Zheng Yue this semester. Could it be that she has changed her major? But..."

  When Zheng Yue was mentioned, Murong Qiao glanced at the phone belatedly.

   Today I was busy walking around, but I didn’t read much news.

  She reached out to take the phone over to unlock the screen, and as expected, she saw several messages from Zheng Yue.

  【Jojo, I have no money...can you give me some more? 】

  【Jojo? 】

  【I didn't mean to borrow money from you all the time, it's just that I really have a stomachache right now, but I don't have the money to go to the hospital for a check-up... And with the relationship between the two of us, I will definitely return the money to you in the future! 】

  【I just want to borrow some money, Qiao Qiao, I saw a message back. 】

   The other party saw that Murong Qiao didn't reply at first, and sent more and more frequently, and then sent the last message after a while.

  Seeing her stately appearance between the lines, Murong Qiao's smiling eyes and brows gradually cooled down, but it was only for a moment, and she smiled lightly instead.

   There was some chill and sarcasm in this smile, as if looking through the news and looking at the person behind it.

  Murong Qiao typed and transferred the money in one go, saying that he didn't see the message just now.

  If it weren't for the greater use of keeping Zheng Yue, what little patience Murong Qiao had left with her would disappear.

  【Thank you, Jojo! 】

   This time Zheng Yue just sent these four words very quickly, maybe as a symbolic thank you, and didn't even bother to say that I would definitely pay back the money.

  Murong Qiao didn't speak, but flipped through the photos of the two people's chat records during this period.

   Zheng Yue's belly seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and her figure is correspondingly plump, and her whole body looks more than round.

   It is estimated that there is no one to talk to, so Zheng Yue sometimes sends him some daily messages.

  【I feel like vomiting recently, but I feel very sour. Could it be that I am really pregnant with a boy baby? 】

  【Now I feel like I can eat. [Picture] If I used to have this big table, I could eat it for a day. 】

   There were countless messages like this, and Murong Qiao's eyes quickly scanned each message until the end.

   It was a pregnancy test report sent to her by Zheng Yue.

  【I will be a mother in one month. 】This is what Zheng Yue added.

  Seeing this news, Murong Qiao paused when he slid the screen with his fingertips.

  The time has come.

  Beside Yang Xin talked a lot, and finally felt a little thirsty, and focused on finding water, so he didn't notice that Murong Qiao didn't talk much, but was looking at his phone instead.

   "I'm back—" Leng Yan's voice came from the door.

  The door of the dormitory was pushed open in a second, and I saw Leng Yan standing at the door holding a suitcase, and greeted the two with a smile.

   Now the three people in the dormitory gathered together. As soon as Leng Yan came back, Yang Xin's mouth that had just stopped was about to move again, and the atmosphere became lively.

   While the two of them were talking, Murong Qiao sent a message on his mobile phone.

  【Withdraw people, no need to cover for Zheng Yue anymore. 】

   During the time when Zheng Yue returned to her hometown to raise her baby, Murong Qiao had been helping to cover Zheng Yue's tracks. Otherwise, with Zheng Yue's own ability, Nankang might have figured it out long ago.

  After she finished sending the message, the other party immediately replied [Received. 】

  Murong Qiao knew in his heart that with this withdrawal, Nankang might receive news about Zheng Yue's whereabouts immediately.

  At this time, Zheng Yue was still staying in her hometown safely, living a good life with Murong Qiao's money, and knew nothing about what was about to happen to her.

   Little did they know that after she had finished talking to Nankang and returned to her hometown, Nankang did not fully believe her words.

  Last time, Zheng Yue moved house and raised her child secretly. Nankang kept this incident in his heart, and he was already suspicious.

  So even if he learned that Zheng Yue had an abortion from his most trusted assistant, it still couldn't reduce his desire to control Zheng Yue.

   The hurried footsteps came from far to near, and stopped outside the Nankang office door.

  Nankang was immersed in his own thoughts, and it was rare for him not to hear.

  Zheng Yue has disappeared for nearly a month, and no news has come through during this period. Nankang faintly feels that something seems to be out of his control.

  The door was pushed open, which also pulled back Nankang's thoughts. He looked up at the assistant who came in.

   "The person... was found." The assistant bit the bullet and reported.

  The message was just sent, but the assistant would rather not read the message. He held the phone in surprise, then looked at Shang Nankang with angry eyes, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

  For the first time, the assistant had doubts about his own abilities, and questioned the news, questioning whether it was true.

  Because he saw Zheng Yue's abortion with his own eyes, but—

  Nan Kang looked at his most important assistant, "Say."

  The assistant could even hear her own voice trembling, "She, she went back and rented a house, and is... raising a baby."