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"yes!"
The monkey responded and first conveyed the order to Lao Hei to send the data. Then he retrieved Mu Qing's files and reported to Fu Sichenhui.
¡°Before Miss Song left the Rebirth Gate, Mu Qing and Miss Song had a very good relationship, and there was nothing unusual about them.
It¡¯s just that among the five disciples of Mr. Yang Chong, there are only two female disciples, Miss Song and Mu Qing.
In other words, before Miss Song became a disciple of the old man, Mu Qing was supposed to be the only female disciple of the Rebirth Sect.
¡°She is extremely talented and pretty, and is deeply loved by her master and fellow seniors¡±
"You mean, she hates the girl just because the girl's appearance took away her edge?" Fu Sichen asked back.
In fact, this is not something difficult to understand.
In terms of talent, no one in the entire Rebirth Sect can compare with Song Qinrong.
Not to mention looks. As long as Song Qinrong is around, everyone's eyes will stop on her unconsciously.
That is a girl who is dazzling everywhere.
What¡¯s more, Song Qinrong had a great personality, everyone liked her, and she was from the Lehong Shen family. No matter what, she suppressed Mu Qing to death.
Anyone else would feel unbalanced.
"More than that." Monkey lowered his voice, "Four Young Masters, we just found out something.
Three years ago, not long after Miss Song disappeared, Mu Qing's grandfather suddenly became seriously ill and was in critical condition and needed rescue.
But at that time, in the entire Rebirth Sect, only Yang Zhong could possibly have the ability to save people"
"But Yang Zhong couldn't be saved?" Fu Sichen narrowed his eyes.
The monkey sighed: "At that time, Miss Song suddenly disappeared from everyone without even saying hello.
Yang Zhong loves his young apprentice, Miss Song, the most. Worried and anxious, he didn¡¯t leave a single word and went out to find his young apprentice all over the world.
Mu Qing was unable to contact his master for a while and was forced to watch his grandfather die. "
Fu Sichen tensed his jaw: "She has a good relationship with the old man?"
"Let's put it this way, it's similar to the relationship between you and Mr. Fu, Fourth Young Master. Mu Qing's parents are very busy at work, and she was raised by her grandfather since she was a child."
Having said this, Monkey shook his head, "Just hearing this, it seems that it really has something to do with Miss Song.
But in fact, Lao Hei checked the hospital¡¯s diagnosis report three years ago and the old man¡¯s medical records. Based on his physical condition at the time, even if Yang Zhong took action, he would not be able to save him at all"
In other words, Grandpa Mu Qing¡¯s death had nothing to do with Song Qinrong.
Fu Sichen pursed his lips.
The truth is this, but it is hard to say whether Mu Qing can have this sense.
After all, there are too many similar examples of blaming innocent people because they cannot accept the death of close relatives and friends.
Even those doctors who try their best in the emergency room will still be blamed by the family members for the death of the patient.
What¡¯s more, Yang Zhong didn¡¯t even come forward.
Fu Sichen suddenly remembered what Mu Qing had said the day before yesterday when he almost threw the medicine on the ground: "Only junior sisters have this kind of treatment. If it were us, I'm afraid the master wouldn't care even if he died."
I see!
"Then, Fourth Young Master, do you need to tell Miss Song about the young master?" Houhou asked cautiously.
"No need." Fu Sichen refused without hesitation.
"Xiaobao is the girl's life."
He simply couldn¡¯t imagine how devastated Song Qinrong would be if she knew Xiaobao was missing.
When he thought of that possibility, Fu Sichen's breathing almost stopped.
He couldn't bear it.
"Xiaobao, he will get it back." There is no need for Song Qinrong to be frightened.
Thinking of this, the man's face became darker and darker, his eyes seemed to be filled with a storm, and his fingertips were tapping quickly on the keyboard.
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In the classroom, after a long silence, the entire Class F erupted into a burst of exclamations that nearly overturned the ceiling.
"Ah, ah, Aunt Rong!!! Are you still a human being? You must be a fucking god, right?"
"L University? L University My ears are not broken, and there are no auditory hallucinations. I am not dreaming, right? I actually have a classmate who studies at L University?"
"Hey, I don't feel like I'm particularly surprised. Aunt Rong is always creating miracles.A traceable person"
Song Qinrong had no expression on her face, as if the person they were admiring and madly admiring at the moment was not her at all. She only took out her phone and took a look, and then her eyes fell on Gu Daxun's face.
"Classmate Song Qinrong, do you have anything to say?" Gu Daxun asked expectantly.
"Yes." Song Qinrong nodded, "Teacher Gu, have you grabbed the tickets for the Jianwei exhibition match?"
Gu Daxun was stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head sadly and unwillingly: "Of course not! How could I get it? In order to get the tickets, I even upgraded the network! It's of no use at all"
"Then do you want to go with me?" Song Qinrong asked politely.
Gu Daxun was stunned and had not yet reacted: "What do you mean?"
Song Qinrong raised her eyes and motioned to the clock hanging behind the podium: "It's almost too late. If we want to go, I'm afraid we have to leave now."
Gu Daxun:! ! !
The man who has always been docile and always slower than others in everything finally showed the fastest reaction speed in his life.
After saying "dismissed, dismissed" to everyone in the audience, he hurriedly walked to Song Qinrong, with an excited look on his face: "Come on, let's go!"
Song Qinrong nodded and walked quickly to the door.
Seeing that there was no movement behind him, he stopped again and looked back at the group of stupid children in the class who didn't know whether they should move or not: "Aren't you going to watch?"
Qiao Luo pointed at herself and asked in disbelief: "We, can we go too?"
"Of course." Song Qinrong tilted her head, "Didn't I say I would take you with me?"
When these words came out, there was a burst of cheers in the class.
The young faces were filled with joy and surprise. Some girls were so excited that they rushed straight to Song Qinrong and hugged her without caring about anything.
Song Qinrong helplessly lowered her eyebrows and waited in a good-tempered manner for everyone to vent all their emotions before breaking free from a few dog paws without leaving a trace, and took the first step out: "It will be too late if you don't leave."
"Yes!" Qiao Luo responded hurriedly.
After answering, he turned back and told his classmates: "There are so many of us, so we can only take a few more taxis. Divide yourself into groups of four. When a taxi comes, we will take one. Hurry up!" "
"Okay!" Everyone responded enthusiastically.
With the temptation of the Car Gods Showcase ahead, the entire Class F was united like never before. In just one minute, forty people lined up consciously and stood on the roadside to get on the bus one by one.
By the time we got off the bus, only ten minutes had passed.
There are five minutes left before leaving the field.
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