Chapter 194
He Is Warmer Than Time
194 I really do have evidence
Song Guoqing was furious. âIf you say one more word, get out of the song family immediately!â
Shen mengfang immediately kept quiet out of fear and did not dare to say another word.
It was early November, and it was late autumn in Haicheng. The ginkgo trees on both sides of the road were golden in color. A maple tree planted in the song familyâs courtyard was as red as the rising sun.
Song ran put on a red sweater with white snowflakes on it. Before she went out, she argued with aunt Wu for a while.
Aunt Wu: â ran, put on your cotton pants. Itâs cold outside.
how bright is the sun? itâs not cold, not cold, â said song ran. &Nbsp;
Aunt Wu: â if you donât listen to your elders, youâll suffer. Youâll have a cold leg in the future.
Song ran facepalmed. a personâs strong will is built from the cold.
Song ran had to keep her mind clear at all times. She couldnât be too comfortable.
Aunt Wu couldnât argue with her, so she mumbled to her that she was still young, but she would regret it when she got older.
Song ran went out of the door. The Golden autumn and October were coming to an end and the sun was still warm. After she entered the classroom, she saw Wen Huihui walking in guiltily.
Song ran sat there calmly, sizing up Wen Huihui without making a sound. Wen Huihui was really capable. She stole her notebook and gave it to Shen mengfang. The two of them planned to work together to set her up.
Wen Huihui really had a bad memory.
During the morning reading class, the form teacher walked in and song ran reached out her hand to report. Teacher Gao nodded.âSong ran, whatâs the matter?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song ran stood up slowly. teacher, I have a notebook. Someone stole it.
Wen Huihuiâs hands trembled and her face turned pale.
Teacher Gao frowned. In this era, people were upright and upright. They were very disgusted with petty theft and would not let it go easily. Stealing a single Yuan might even result in a demerit.
âWhat notebook? How did it get stolen?â
itâs a laptop that my dad bought for me in Hong Kong, â song ran answered honestly. &Nbsp;
The value of the notebook immediately rose because of its origin, and at that time, things from Hong Kong were very popular.
âWas it really stolen and not you who left it at home or something?â teacher Gao asked seriously.
teacher, Iâm sure it was stolen. Also, Iâm a suspect.
âWho is it?â
Song ran pointed at Wen Huihui. Huihui has expressed her love for my notebook more than once.
Wen Huihui could not help but jump up. song ran, youâre slandering me!
weâll know whether you stole it or not after we search your bag, â song ran said casually. &Nbsp;
Wen Huihuiâs face turned pale. Teacher Gao had already walked to her side and reached out her hand.âLet me take a look at your bag,â
Wen Huihui looked smug. So be it. Anyway, the notebook should be with Shen mengfang now. Song ranâs wish to frame her was probably going to be dashed.
Teacher Gao took the bag and rummaged through it. She took out a notebook and asked song ran, â âIs this the notebook?â
âItâs Yingluo.â
Wen Huihuiâs eyes were filled with disbelief as if she had seen a ghost. How could this be? How was that possible?
Teacher Gao glared at Wen Huihui angrily. She had already been disgusted by this scheming little girl after the sample test. This time, the incident with the notebook had hit Wen Huihui to rock bottom.
âWhat else do you have to say?â
I didnât steal it, â Wen Huihui denied vehemently. I donât know why this notebook would be in my bag.