"What happened to your sister?"

Liu Manxi asked.

Chen Ping didn't understand either, and said, "It's just a child throwing a tantrum."

"By the way, Chen Ping, thank you for sending me home yesterday."

"It's okay. Is your foot okay?"

"Okay, that's it."

Liu Manxi said: "What are you going to do later?"

Chen Ping was slightly stunned: "Let's go buy some food."

"Can you cook?"

“A little bit.”

"A little bit, definitely a lot. When can I invite you to your house for a meal?"

"There's a chance."

Liu Manxi felt a little disappointed and said, "How about I go shopping with you?"

"No."

"oh."

Chen Ping was thinking about what happened yesterday, so he didn't want to say anything more to Liu Manxi.

But since she wouldn't leave, it would be difficult for him to leave either.

Just when they were embarrassed, Wang Yu came over in a suit and tie: "Why isn't Manxi leaving yet?"

When Liu Manxi saw him, she frowned and said, "Wang Yu? Why are you here?"

"Shouldn't you come?"

"You're coming with me?"

"No, it's on my way. I just saw you here, so I came over."

Wang Yu said, looking at Chen Ping: "Manxi, who is this?"

Liu Manxi said, "This is my friend Chen Ping."

"It's Mr. Chen, hello!" Wang Yu extended his hand very gentlemanly.

Chen Ping was pushing his bicycle, but ignored her: "Ms. Liu, if you have something to do, just go ahead and leave."

After saying that, Chen Ping pushed the cart away.

"Chen Ping..."

Seeing Chen Ping leave, Liu Manxi turned to look at Wang Yu: "Do you have anything to do? Even if you don't, you're leaving too."

Wang Yu looked at Chen Ping who was leaving and said, "Your friend is so rude."

"What's it to you?"

"Manxi, he was the one who sent you back yesterday, right?"

"yes."

"Manxi, you don't really think of him as a friend? Riding a bicycle alone? Without a car?"

Liu Manxi said solemnly: "Wang Yu, it's none of your business who you consider a friend. Please don't interfere with your privacy, it will make you very distressed."

"Manxi, I'm not interfering with you. I'm just reminding you not to be fooled by others' appearances. I've seen a lot of people like this. It's just a poor loser who thinks he's handsome and deceives rich girls. He's just lazy and wants to be a gigolo."

Liu Manxi didn't hear a word and said, "Are you done? If you have nothing else, I'll leave."

"Manxi."

Wang Yu pulled her arm and said, "I just don't understand why you would rather chat and laugh with a poor loser, but you are so impatient with me? How is you inferior to a loser?"

"Let go."

Liu Manxi said angrily, "Wang Yu, do you know why? You are too self-righteous and think that everyone should revolve around you. You are excellent, but you should also respect others instead of calling them losers. Also, you are not a child and have your own judgment. Moreover, you and Chen Ping are just friends, so don't think of others as so disgusting."

Wang Yu loosened his hand and said, "Manxi, I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted you."

"Forget it, I'm leaving first."

Liu Manxi didn't want to waste time with Wang Yu, so she turned around and left.

“You bastard, you’d better not let me see you again, otherwise I’ll kill you.” Wang Yu said this viciously to the direction where Chen Ping disappeared and left.

Song Mingming came to the classroom tired after a whole night of tossing and turning. Seeing Han Xiaoyu there, he forced a smile.

"Good morning, classmates."

"Hello, teacher."

Song Mingming is a very good teacher, although she is only in her teens, but all the students like her and she is kind to them.

After the class, Song Mingming felt exhausted for the first time and left the classroom right after class.

"Xiaoyu, the teacher seems to be in a bad mood."

Han Xiaoyu's deskmate Xu Feifei said to her.

Han Xiaoyu naturally couldn't tell, Song was not like this usually, he was completely out of his element that day.

"Um."

"Xiaoyu, do you know what happened to the teacher?"

"I don't know. She was fine last night."

"Did you see the teacher last night?"

"Well, the teacher sent you home last night and had dinner at your house."

"Oh. Why don't you go ask the teacher what's going on?"

Han Xiaoyu nodded: "Yeah."

Han Xiaoyu was also worried about Song Mingming, so she walked out of the office cautiously. When she was about to knock on the door, she heard Song Mingming answering the phone.

"What did you say?"

Song Mingming said on the phone: "This money is not a loan at all. Whoever asked you to borrow it should pay it back."

"Teacher Song, are you trying to evade the debt? Let me tell you, your father borrowed 500,000 yuan from us using your ID card. All the loan information is yours, so we will naturally ask you for it."

"Besides, your dad is a lousy gambler, and we only lent him money because of Teacher Song. After all, you are pretty and worth the money."

Song Mingming frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I only give you three days. Either you pay back the money you owe me. Otherwise, I will tell your school about your situation. I want to see how you can continue to be a teacher if you don't pay back the money you borrowed."

"Don't go too far!"

"It is only natural to pay back debts. Is that too much? Let me tell you, not paying back debts is even worse. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"I don't have that much money now, can you pay me back first?"

"You only have three days. Either you pay me back or you will be ruined."

"You guys...Okay, you can ask me to pay you back. At least let me see the contract, otherwise I won't pay you back a penny."

"Okay. I'll send the contract to your phone right away. Remember the time in three days."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mingming's cell phone rang immediately.

When she turned on her phone, she saw a text message with a loan contract. The contract clearly stated that she was borrowing 500,000 yuan in her name.

The contract, a copy of her ID and her address, her job, etc.

"Song Cheng, you bastard." Song Mingming cursed anxiously, and tears suddenly burst out of his eyes.

Song Mingming cried for a while, picked up her phone and called the person she had just called: "I want to talk to you in person."

"No problem, come to Room 888 on the third floor of the Dynasty Club at 7pm."

"Why are you at the Dynasty Club? Shouldn't you be at the company?"

"What are you afraid of, Mr. Song? Our boss will be at the club tonight. If you want to talk, come here. Maybe our boss will see you and give you a few days."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mingming almost gave up.

She no longer has a house and is thinking of renting one. Not only is her mother in debt, but she herself is also in debt.

This salary alone is not enough to pay the interest. Moreover, once the school knows about this, it is possible that even this job will be lost.

Han Xiaoyu heard everything outside the door, but she didn't go in and turned back to the classroom.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with the teacher?"

Han Xiaoyu shook her head thoughtfully: "It's okay, the teacher is very good."

She was thinking about how to help Song Mingming. She didn't want to see another person who loved her encounter such a thing.