Chapter 84
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
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Chapter 84: He took a fake recording pen and tricked us
Translator: 549690339
âI donât think itâs that simple. Maybe ran ran and Fu Yunke did something shameless?â
thatâs right. It should be possible. Otherwise, why would an Yao be so nervous? â
âAh Yingluo, look, an Yao is found.â
The crowd took two steps forward and saw an Yao really find the pen from the garbage pile.
An Yao knelt on the ground and looked at the pen carefully. However, after looking at it for a long time, she couldnât find any buttons or mechanisms.
âWhy not? Could it not be this brush? Thatâs impossible. I saw it clearly just now. Lan Jing took this pen. she protected it so well and even specially put it in the folder that she brought over, â an Yao mumbled to herself as she was so anxious that her forehead was sweating.
Fu Yunke also checked the pen carefully, but he did not find anything special about it.
Suddenly, a girl beside her exclaimed and looked at her friend in shock.
âAh, I remember now. I also have a pen like this. Itâs exactly the same. But why didnât I know that it has a recording function?â
An Yao suddenly raised her head and looked at her. youâre serious? â
The girl quickly nodded. She was a student from Class 302, so she quickly went back to the classroom and found the pen. She quickly ran out to compare it with the pen in an Yaoâs hand.
Fu Yunkeâs heart skipped a beat. He grabbed the two pens and compared them carefully.
âItâs exactly the same. It really is the same.â Fu Yunkeâs brows were tightly furrowed. Holding two pens, he suddenly raised his head to look at an Yao and angrily rebuked, â an Yao, you idiot. Lan Xiao took a fake recording pen and lied to us. She didnât record anything at all, Yingluo.
The girls around her looked at each other.
This Yingying was too dramatic. She had simply overturned their understanding of the world.
LAN Jue, she Xuanji, was too amazing. With just a pen, she easily got herself clean and easily played the empty city stratagem brilliantly.
Gao Ben was really too high.
An Yao was so angry that her vision turned black, and her head was rumbling.
Her lips trembled and she shook her head in disbelief. âHow is that possible? No, Yingluo, I donât believe it. There must be some kind of recording inside, Yingluo.â
Fu Yunke was so angry that his chest was about to explode.
He smashed the pen on an Yaoâs body, his face ashen with anger. âStupid, youâre really stupid. He doesnât actually have anything. Heâs just using an ordinary pen to fool you. You said something about LAN Xuan before, saying that she was stupid, stupid, and like a pig. I think youâre the real stupid pig. The basketball team is so smart. Theyâre not scared or panicking. Allâs fair in war. With just a few words, they scared you to the point of peeing.â
âDamn it, Iâm so unlucky. How did I get dragged into this mess by you, you idiot? F * ck, how unlucky. From now on, donât ever come looking for me again. Weâre no longer friends.â
Fu Yunke angrily scolded an Yao and turned to leave. If he didnât leave now, he really wouldnât be able to control himself. He wanted to tear an Yao, that idiot, apart.
If an Yao didnât feel guilty, how would she have fallen for the basket?
Fu Yunke was completely blaming an Yao for this.
An Yao sat on the ground in a daze, her eyes lowered as she stared at the two pens in a daze.
She actually lied to her?
What recording pen? he was just playing with her like a fool?