Translator: LazyBee
Editor: Wahnsinniger Herrscher
Black jacket, tall figure, and the sa old bracelet! The most important thing is that this bracelet looked like the sa one in her purse.
Miaomiao had never quibbled, quarreled, or gotten angry with anyone since her childhood years, but she was extrely incensed today. At first, her Grandmother died, which was a very big blow to Miaomiao.
Miaomiao stood up and stared daggers at the boy. Then, she realized that she was too short, and her aura didn't intimidate him at all. She tried her best to suppress her tears, and calmly asked, "Classmate...did you see a red bag today? I...I..." Her voice started to falter.
She tried her best not to reveal details of her robbery since she wanted him to confess his cris, "I lost it by accident."
The boy, Zhou Yuan, froze for a mont. He didn't understand what the girl was talking about. The girl in front of him was little, but her face was ruddy and round, and her eyes were very swollen. He inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity emanating from her. Normally, he wanted nothing to do with high-schoolers, but the other party desired his bracelet, which he naturally wouldn't part with. The only party said so many strange things, and after listening to them, he felt a little strange, "Huh?"
Confusion also consud Jingjing, so she uttered, "Class president, is your school bag missing?"
Miaomiao and Jingjing bought that big incarnadine bag together; therefore, Jingjing understood the hidden aning behind her statents.
Miaomiao was the acting class monitor during her middle and high school days, so everybody nicknad her "class president
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