Qiao Mo didn’t know how she got back to her bed; she just kept thinking about what he had said, her little face always flushed.
The things in the suitcase were absurdly orderly, to the point of being described as obsessive.
She had a lot of stuff, so even after tidying up, it was usually quite ssy.
But thinking back now, the suitcase was extraordinarily neat this ti, and even organized by color.
Sohow, Qiao Mo thought of his wardrobe.
After a long bout of wild thoughts, combined with the school’s uncomfortable bed, Qiao Mo only gradually fell asleep after two o’clock in the morning.
Fortunately, Yu Xiaoqin hadn’t returned, which made her feel a bit more comfortable.
Otherwise, living in the sa dormitory yet being at each other’s throats is truly not a good thing.
Early the next morning, just as Qiao Mo arrived in front of the classroom, she bumped into Shen Tingting, who was with Yu Xiaoqin.
Shen Tingting was wearing a light pink outfit, her hair ticulously done, and her small face the size of a palm was adorned with a pair of sparkling eyes, as if they could speak. From a distance, she exuded charm, elegance, and grace, a true embodint of a socialite.
Qiao Mo glanced at her indifferently, then withdrew her gaze, without any intention of greeting.
"Xiao Mo." Shen Tingting quickly stepped forward, her eyes carrying a hint of concern.
Qiao Mo stopped, looking at the woman in front of her who was feigning sincerity.
"Xiao Mo, it’s so good that you’re here. I was worried you wouldn’t co after what happened in your family."
Qiao Mo chuckled softly, "Well, thank you, Miss Shen, for your concern."
Shen Tingting was slightly taken aback, a layer of tears appeared in her eyes, and she spoke again, "Xiao Mo, what’s wrong? Why... why are you suddenly so cold towards ?"
"I have this kind of temperant, always disliked by people. So, I advise Miss Shen not to waste your kindness on indifference."
Shen Tingting seed a bit hurt and made a gesture to hold Qiao Mo’s hand, "Xiao Mo..."
Qiao Mo, with a calm expression, avoided her.
But in that mont, Shen Tingting suddenly fell to the ground, as if she had been pushed, tears brimming in her eyes, looking pitiful.
"Hey--! What are you doing! How can you push soone!" Yu Xiaoqin beside them imdiately exclaid angrily.
Classmates nearby gathered around, murmuring softly.
Streams of tears rolled down Shen Tingting’s face, "Xiao Mo, are you blaming for not helping Uncle Qiao?"
Qiao Mo just looked coldly at the woman in front of her.
She had clearly not even touched her with a finger, yet Shen Tingting’s actions seed as if she had deliberately shaken her off!
"Xiao Mo, Uncle Qiao killed soone... did sothing wrong, I can’t go against my conscience to help him..." Shen Tingting said chokingly, looking especially aggrieved.
Qiao Mo remained silent, a hint of sarcasm flickering in her eyes.
Her act here is probably on par with an Oscar-winning actress!
"I know you’re blaming ... but I really have no choice... Xiao Mo, can you forgive ? I’ll go back and beg my father again, see if he... see if he can change his story." Shen Tingting spoke again, looking pitiful.
The murmurs around them grew louder, "Why is Qiao Mo like this? Aren’t they basically forcing the father to commit perjury?"
"Exactly, it’s really over the top, it’s unlucky to be friends with her."
"I heard before that she has a bad temper, now that’s really shown. No matter how angry she is, she can’t act like this, especially since they used to be good friends."
Shen Tingting bit her lip looking at Qiao Mo, seeming to desperately want to salvage their friendship.
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