"Your grades are great. If you work harder, it would be good to go to another school if you can't get into Harvard." Qiao Muyuan comforted her.

"Well, I will work hard." Jiang Yun wanted to be very obedient.

"The parent-teacher meeting is over. I'll go back first. If you have anything to say, you can tell Sister Youyou. Also, don't talk to Song Beisen. Don't talk to him no matter what he says."

The little girl nodded.

Qiao Muyuan put on her bag, called Yuan Qingqing, and asked her to go out to the spa together in the evening.

Jiang Yun wanted to put his study materials into his schoolbag. It was getting late and his classmates were returning home one after another.

She wanted to go back after correcting the midterm papers.

Just as she took out the test paper and wrote a question, she suddenly smelled the smell of cigarettes.

Smoking was not allowed in the classroom. She turned around, and sure enough, she saw Song Beisen behind her on the right side.

Song Beisen was wearing gray-black casual clothes and light blue jeans. He was sitting on his classmate's desk with a cigarette in his mouth and a ball of paper in his hand.

At dusk, Song Beisen was sitting with his back to the window. His three-dimensional and distinct silhouette was vague, and his facial features were a bit unruly and domineering. The injury on the corner of his eye had not healed yet, and there was an obvious scar from the end of the eye to the tip of the eyebrow.

There are only two of them in the classroom.

Jiang Yunxiang didn't say anything. She actually wanted him not to smoke in the classroom because it would catch fire.

But in the end, she didn't say anything, lowered her head and continued to do the questions.

Song Beisen aimed the paper ball at the back of her head and sneered: "Seeing you studying seriously, I felt like you were pretending. I didn't know that I thought you were a pure and well-behaved girl, but in fact you were a girl who knew how to take off your clothes in front of men.

The clothes are slutty and voluptuous.”

Jiang Yunxiang was so angry that he almost broke the pencil in his hand: "Song Beisen, don't talk nonsense. Last time you broke in when I was changing clothes in the room. If you talk nonsense again, I will tell Sister Youyou."

Song Beisen leaned forward and smiled wildly: "You only have the ability to complain. You will complain to Qiao Muyuan this afternoon, right?"

"I didn't say anything to Sister Xiaoyouzi, but if you interrupt my study like this again, I will file a lawsuit."

"Hey." Song Beisen laughed out loud and blew out a puff of cigarette. The lights in the classroom were not turned on yet and the light was dim. "You really think of yourself as a member of the Song family? Are you suing my sister? Where do you get your ability? You

Eat the Song family's food, use the Song family's food, and in the end, you will accuse the Song family's young master of being like a white-eyed wolf, and you will not be able to eat people."

"You were wrong first..."

Under the dim light, there was a glimmer of water in Jiang Yunxiang's eyes. She didn't like hearing Song Beisen talk.

Every time, she wanted to stay away from Song Beisen.

The air smelled of cigarettes, the light was getting darker and darker, and the outline of Song Beisen's face was hidden in the deep darkness, which made Jiang Yunxiang very scared.

She closed the test paper and wanted to go back.

"I heard that you want to study medicine." Song Beisen puffed out cigarette smoke and played with his classmates' stationery.

"Who did you listen to?"

Song Beisen took out a sticky note from his pocket, a pink sticky note in the shape of a heart, with words written in black ink on it——

Goals for the new semester: study abroad, become an excellent doctor, save lives and heal the wounded, move forward courageously, come on! (*^▽^*)

This is a goal for the new semester that many students will post on their bulletin walls. Most of them will not sign their names, and Jiang Yunxiang did not sign either.
Chapter completed!