Chapter 1917: .Lonely Ballet

Tang Moran sat in a chair, "Uncle Qi, may I ask, has Uncle Fu gone out?"
"Yes, Mr. Fu has something to do with the company today, and he went out early in the morning." The manager Qi said: "Before Mr. Fu left
Say, if you have anything you can contact him. "
"I want to go to school..."
"Ms. Tang should call and talk to her husband by herself. You know, without Mr. Fu’s order, I
We can't let you out of this house. "
"Oh."
Tang Moran lowered his head unhappy and took a sip of porridge.
After breakfast, Tang Moran lingered for a while before calling Fu Tingye.
As soon as the phone was connected, the man's cold voice came immediately, "What's the matter?"
"Uncle Fu, I have an exam at school today, can I go to school?"
Fu Tingye pondered: "Yes,"
Tang Moran was happy: "Thank you Uncle Fu!"
But she hadn't been happy for long, Fu Tingye's next words directly hit her back to the prototype.
"Let the driver take you there and the bodyguards will follow."
Tang Moran suddenly suffered a face, "Uncle Fu..."
"You still have time to bargain with me here, it seems you don't want to go to school that much."
Even if you can't see Fu Tingye at this moment, Tang Moran's face still turns white.
Tang Moran hung up the phone in a ruthless manner, but was angry after thinking about it, and dropped the phone to the ground, "Fu Ting
Night, you bastard! Dog thief! I hope you are so awesome forever! Someday you will go broke, I will definitely be
Step on two feet on you! "
The butler on the side twitched the corners of his mouth twice before moving forward and picking up the phone.
"Miss Tang, your phone is broken. You can use it temporarily. I will ask someone to buy a new one for you when it's late."
In the face of a housekeeper who does everything like cotton, Tang Moran lost his temper in an instant, and took the phone in an unspoken manner.
Come, tuck it into your pocket.
After the bodyguard came, he escorted Tang Moran to the school.
Tang Moran looked at the bodyguards wearing sunglasses coldly at the front and back, and his heart became heavier.
After a while, the luxury car stopped at the school gate.
"Miss Tang, please get off."
When Tang Moran got out of the car, countless lines of sight shot from all directions.
Accompanied by those harsh sounds.
"Look, she's back to school again."
\"Every time I came, it was a big battle. The last time I saw her sitting in a Rolls Royce, this time it was...Maybach again.
With bodyguards, how much money does her family have? "
\"Hehe, she and I are high school classmates. Her family went bankrupt when she was in high school. Where did the money come from?"
One voice sounded particularly ear-piercing.
"Then she can still afford a luxury car? She is also full of big names!"
"It's been kept by others."
Tang Moran's expression froze instantly.
But she just squeezed her fist and walked forward quickly, throwing all those sounds behind her ears.
She became angry, but she couldn’t find anything to refute. After all, she didn’t know that she and Fu Ting
Ye's relationship...what the is it.
Tang Moran rushed to the agreed place and saw a girl in red standing under the tree.
"Yingying!"
"Sugar!"
Fan Yingying rushed towards Tang Moran carrying two bottles of milk tea, and she hung on Tang Moran's body all at once.
Tang Moran hadn’t seen her for a long time, and was too excited. When he was about to give her a beloved kiss,
The bodyguard stepped forward and pulled Fan Yingying away.
\"Miss, please keep your distance from Miss Tang."
Fan Yingying stood there stupidly, her expression a little awkward for a moment.
It’s not to advance or retreat.
Tang Moran was so angry.
She also had a few friends who had a good time before, all because Fu Tingye and her gradually became estranged, only one was left
Fan Yingying, now that her good friend treats her like this, Tang Moran was angry at first.
"What are you doing?! This is my friend!"
The bodyguard was expressionless: "Miss Tang, I'm sorry, Mr. Fu said, I don't want others to get too close to you."
"She is not someone else, but a good friend of mine! This is the school. Could someone else do to me?"
The bodyguard was reprimanded, and after a moment of silence, he stood behind Tang Moran.
Tang Moran took Fan Yingying's hand: "I'm sorry, it's all that Fu Tingye..."
Fan Yingying smiled indifferently, "It's okay, it's okay."
Then he handed the milk tea to Tang Moran: "I bought milk tea for you, your favorite red bean flavor."
Tang Moran hadn't picked it up yet, and the four bodyguards surrounded him again.
Looking at Tang Moran with sharp eyes.
Tang Moran took the milk tea, but didn't open it: "I recently lost weight and stopped drinking it."
Fan Yingying guessed the reason. This Mr. Fu ordered Tangtang a bunch of inexplicable rules, and she also understood a little.
I really don't want to embarrass my good friends.
The two walked side by side to the playground. As soon as they arrived, they saw many students warming up there.
\"Why is the school suddenly sideways..."
Tang Moran’s exercise has always been relatively poor. He used to be out of breath after running two laps in high school, not to mention the past three years.
She has been with Fu Tingye for the past three years. Fu Tingye has never been too tired. Three meals a day have been prepared and delivered. ,
Fan Yingying is obviously also very painful, "Yes, I heard that there are no previous students, just from our current year.
It's too late, and it's too hard to choose our freshman year. We have to run 800 meters later. What can you do? If run
Isn't the last one a shame? "
Tang Moran pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, you can't be the last with me as the bottom line."
"Also, haha, then I will wait for you reluctantly and run with you to the second to last."
The two talked and laughed and walked to the side of the runway. There were already a lot of students gathered there, and some of them were familiar with each other.
It should be Tang Moran’s classmate, because Tang Moran hardly attended class this semester, so
There are only familiar impressions of them.
Those classmates still smiled at first, but as soon as they saw Tang Moran, they instantly pulled their faces down and turned to the side.
After standing, the evasive appearance was as if Tang Moran was a plague who couldn't see anyone.
Fan Yingying had a violent temper, and she had to argue with these people on the spot, but was held back by Tang Moran.
"Tangtang, you have a very good temper. If you want to change it to me, dare to look at my old lady with that kind of colored glasses, I will definitely rush
Go smash their cheeks. "
"Fine
These bodyguards have been following me all the time, and it's no wonder that they are thinking wildly. One thing more is worse than one thing less. "
Tang Moran didn’t want to have any friction with these classmates. When the time came, Fu Tingye would be angry.
It’s easy to ruin these girls for a lifetime.
Tang Moran pulled Fan Yingying aside to warm up.
Tang Moran didn't want to pay attention to these people, it didn't mean that someone just let Tang Moran go.
As soon as Tang Moran sat down and pulled his legs, Jiang Feifei, a tall literary committee member, walked over.
"Hey, isn't this Tang Moran's school flower?"
Speaking of this school girl, Tang Moran was really dumbfounded.
At that time, she had just started school and the school was still in military training. She finally persuaded Fu Tingye to allow her to participate.
In the middle school, the instructor asked her to get up and perform talent. Tang Moran danced on the playground casually from elementary school ballet.
On the same day, he became famous among the freshmen, and was regarded as a joke by countless male gods, and many seniors came to give Tang
Mo Ran sends water.
That afternoon, Fu Tingye, who learned of the incident, went to the school in person and pulled Tang Moran who was still training out of the team.
Here, she ended her short half-day military training.
Fu Tingye became very angry. That night she was punished to dance a ballet for two hours, only for him to watch, and the police
Tell her to dance in front of outsiders in the future, don't blame him for being rude.
Tang Moran was so scared that he never danced again.