Chapter 1214: Meat and female characters conquer the dark night emperor 10

Chapter 1214: Meat and female characters conquer the dark night emperor 10

"How do you know it's her... It's not her, don't worry about it, it's my business."

Zhao Wanrong bit her lip and pulled her hand back, Song Jiaoyang stopped and lifted her wrist to her shoulder.

"If you still want to treat your brother, call Xia Lingli and say your boyfriend wants to see her."

Thinking of her younger brother, Zhao Wanrong compromised again. Song Jiaoyang claimed to be her boyfriend, which caused ripples in her heart.

She always thought that Song Jiaoyang was taking care of her, just treating her as a plaything. Usually, she only knew how to bully her, but she didn't expect that he would stand up for her and consider herself her boyfriend.

Zhao Wanrong took out her mobile phone and called Shu Ange at Song Jiaoyang's insistence.

Shu Ange was sorting out term papers, when she saw Zhao Wanrong's call, she frowned and pinched it away.

"She doesn't answer my phone..."

Zhao Wanrong looked at Song Jiaoyang regularly, he took her mobile phone and called the number on it.

The phone rang again, it was an unfamiliar number, Shu Ange thought about it and pressed the answer button.

If it was an important call, it would be bad to miss it. If it was Zhao Wanrong, if she didn't answer it, she would probably keep calling from another number.

The phone was connected, Song Jiaoyang squinted slightly, and asked proudly, "Are you Xia Lingli?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'm Zhao Wanrong's boyfriend, come out and meet here in the small garden of Peiwen Building."

The completely unfamiliar voice made Shu Ange subconsciously ask, "Which boyfriend are you?"

The voice of the microphone was loud. After Zhao Wanrong heard it, her nervous lips turned white, and Song Jiaoyang returned with a dark face: "Stop talking nonsense, I will limit you to appear in front of me within ten minutes, otherwise—"

Shu Ange planned to hang up the phone and let Zhao Wanrong and her concubine jump around, but after thinking about it, she suddenly became aware of it.

"See you in ten minutes? Well, okay, I'll pack up and go."

Shu Ange's smiling voice made Zhao Wanrong have an ominous premonition in her heart. After Song Jiaoyang hung up, she tugged at the corner of his shirt and whispered, "President Song, let's go... This is the school, it's best not to be too conspicuous."

Song Jiaoyang put the phone in his pocket, held Zhao Wanrong down, and asked her to sit side by side on the bench with him.

"What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid of anything when I'm here. How many times did she slap you?"

Song Jiaoyang reached out to touch Zhao Wanrong's swollen cheek and asked her with a frown.

"two……"

Zhao Wanrong replied weakly, and he said domineeringly, "If she slaps you twice, you will slap you back twenty and return it tenfold."

In the dormitory, Shu Ange stretched and didn't rush out. From the phone book, she first found Li Weiwen's number, and then she found Wen Niluo's number in the student union group.

She couldn't get in touch with other people's Shu Ange, but she could still find them.

Shu Ange called Li Weiwen's number first, and the other party asked in a cold tone, "I have something to do with me, I'll hang up."

In the past, Li Weiwen and Xia Lingli had a good relationship. Since he fell in love with Zhao Wanrong and had a relationship with each other, and after Shu Ange broke down with Zhao Wanrong again, he had no good feelings for Shu Ange.

"I slapped Zhao Wanrong twice just now. She should be crying in the small garden of Peiwen Building now."

"What, you actually beat Wanrong? Xia Lingli, why are you so vicious, you beat someone and told me in such a brisk tone, are you showing off?"

The more Li Weiwen thought about it, the more angry he became. He shouted loudly at the phone: "I'm liked by people like you, I really—"

Before he finished speaking, he found that the phone had been hung up.

The next call was Wen Niluo's cell phone number. Shu Ange had nothing to do with him, but his first sentence was: "You are Xia Lingli? Why did you call me."

"It seems that Chairman Wen and Zhao Wanrong have a good relationship. There's nothing wrong. I just slapped her twice, and she's crying in the small garden of Peiwen Building."

"How dare you hit her—"

Like Li Weiwen, Wen Niluo hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

Thinking of Zhao Wanrong crying alone in the small garden, Wen Niluo put down her work and hurried towards Peiwen Building.

After the phone call, Shu Ange carried a schoolbag, put on a baseball cap, and put a self-defense nunchaku in the bag, and walked unsteadily towards Peiwen Building.

The girls' dormitory was far from Peiwen Building, so the other two might have rushed ahead of her.

Shu Ange is looking forward to the scene where Zhao Wanrong and her "boyfriend" meet with two other boyfriends.

Now a few men should still be kept in the dark. It is also thanks to Zhao Wanrong's acting skills.

After Shu Ange arrived at the small garden, she saw Zhao Wanrong leaning against the tall man's arms at a glance.

She glanced at the other party, compared the plot prompts she received before, and guessed whether he was the president named Song Jiaoyang.

Song Jiaoyang looked at the girl wearing a baseball cap in front of him, and felt a deep sense of disgust in his heart.

A white shirt, jeans, a baseball cap, and arrogant eyes are not easy to get along with. No wonder Zhao Wanrong is bullied by her.

He gave her a cold look, then pulled on his tie, raised his chin and said, "Apologize to Wanrong, and slap myself twenty times. If she forgives you, I won't hold you accountable anymore."

"Huh? Do you think you are the King of Heaven?"

Shu Ange smiled unceremoniously, lifted the brim of his hat, revealing a mocking face.

Song Jiaoyang was furious and stepped forward to reach out and grab Shu Ange's shoulder.

Shu Ange took a step back, took out the nunchaku from her schoolbag with one hand, and shook it away in front of Zhao Wanrong.

Zhao Wanrong was startled, grabbed Song Jiaoyang's arm and said, "President Song, be careful."

Hearing the title of President Song, Shu Ange nodded and said in a clear tone: "It turned out to be President Song Jiaoyang, no wonder he is so arrogant, do you want to fight?"

One fight and four, Shu Ange was still a little muttered when the other party brought a knife. When the opponent is bare-handed and she has a weapon, it's not too easy.

Song Jiaoyang hugged Zhao Wanrong in his arms, touched her cheek distressedly, and said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Shu Ange with a cold face: "The stinky girl who doesn't know how high the sky is, who violently abused his roommate on campus, and even beat others."

Shu Ange played with the nunchucks in his hands, and glanced at Song Jiaoyang amusingly: "This noble president, I will only defend myself, and don't take the initiative to hit people, please rest assured."

Her ruffian appearance made Song Jiaoyang feel a fire in his heart. He held Zhao Wanrong in one hand, and took out his mobile phone in the other and called the secretary: "Lu Ting, send a few people to lh Normal University. here."