This is destined to be a sleepless night.
Listening to the sounds coming from Ming Jiaojiao's dormitory in the corridor, Mingluo felt extremely at ease; she could finally get a good night's sleep.
Ming Jiaojiao, on the other hand, was in a very bad mood.
She managed to coax the three people who had come to the dormitory outside, listened to the recording with a livid face, divided the one million yuan among them with a livid face, and then decisively broke off all contact with them.
The three men sneered repeatedly; how could they possibly let her go?
[This is just the initial cost. If our illness cannot be cured, we will come back to you.]
[If you don't want Jingyan to know about these despicable things you've done, then you'd better behave.]
[Don't even think about running away. If we don't graduate, you shouldn't even think about graduating properly either.]
The three people left, deliberately without mentioning Mingluo.
They already hated Ming Jiaojiao to death by now, and they couldn't wait for Ming Jiaojiao and Ming Luo to fight each other as fiercely as possible.
Ming Jiaojiao watched the three people's backs and hated them to death.
She lost her million; how is she going to give it to Fu Zhe's parents tomorrow?
She felt terrified whenever she thought about the screenshots of her with different men that Fu Zhe's parents had sent her.
Her situation is becoming increasingly dangerous.
Now she could only secretly pray that Jing Yan would be more cooperative and give her another million tomorrow so she could buy herself some time.
...
When Mingluo woke up from her nap, she found that her phone was almost overloaded with messages.
The screen displayed countless missed calls and text messages.
Open WeChat, and there are countless friend requests, all with similar messages: I'm a reporter from XXX, and I'd like to interview you. Were you the one who hit someone?
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