Su Rumei quietly escaped from the house. Su's mother is still dreaming.

She wouldn't send Su Rumei to a lunatic asylum as Su Rumei thought. After all, Su Rumei is a "little servant girl" raised by her. How can she "enjoy happiness" in advance without giving full play to her value.

And if Su Rumei is sent to a lunatic asylum, how can she have reason to ask the Shen family for another hard fee!

Old eight is the so-called posthumous child. When her husband Su Wuwei died, she was just seven months pregnant with the child. As soon as she heard the news, she gave birth prematurely.

The baby was born weak, almost as big as a kitten. Fortunately, however, she has a flexible mind and a flexible mouth

Su's mother thought happily that the premature birth of old eight was related to them. The "kind" people of the Shen family knew that old eight had a problem and would certainly plug a lot of money to show their "worry".

At the thought of this, Su Mu turned her lips again. These rich families who only know how to spend money. Since they can't spend all their money, she'll help them.

Su Mei didn't notice that Su Mei had left the window.

Su Rumei ran wildly with her twisted feet and finally arrived at school, but she had finished the first class and began the second class.

Unfortunately, the second section happens to be the class of head teacher Yang Xuemei.

"Report." Su Rumei was not loud because Yang Xuemei on the podium was talking endlessly.

After typing the report, Yang Xuemei didn't seem to hear it, and she didn't have a look in her eyes.

Su Rumei had no choice but to have the courage to shout again, "report!"

Don't mention the whole class now. The next class can hear it.

Yang Xuemei's face sank and said in a strange way, "since some people are going to be late, they are more angry and don't come at all!"

Su Rumei bowed her head and admitted, "sorry, teacher, I didn't mean to. My mother... "

"I don't care what you do!" Yang Xuemei angrily directly interrupted her explanation, "why don't others do those things!"

"You know, this is the school. Originally, he pretended to be a beggar and was late for our school every day. " Yang Xuemei didn't give Su Rumei a good face at all. "You Su family don't want face. If you want to pick up the Shen family, you can be a bedbug all your life. All the students in my class are good children who are eager to learn. Don't ruin our class with your rat shit. "

Su Rumei went to the children's School Affiliated to the red house and the community. Of course, she was blessed by the Shen family. Otherwise, how can she not live on this "Wutong" with her sparrow?

"Now, go wherever you want! You'd better get back to your bedbug nest! " Yang Xuemei's anger made Su Rumei dare not look up.

But the word "bug" made her tremble.

She's not a bug!

Su Rumei suddenly raised her head. "Teacher, I'm just a little late for something at home. You can't rush me home."

"I can't? I'm the head teacher! " Yang Xuemei snorted coldly, "you are late again and again, which seriously affects the study of the students in the class. I can!"

Su Rumei also wanted to retort. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuemei pushed her directly, and then closed the door with a "slap".

Su Rumei bit her lip. What should she do? Looking at Yang Xuemei, I'm afraid she won't let herself feel better if she can go back to class.

She walked ahead with the her head down. She didn't look at road. Unexpectedly, she bumped into someone head-on.

"Ouch..." Su Rumei was knocked down at once.

"Oh, who is blind?" The young man's crisp Beijing accent sounded very good, but Su Rumei didn't feel pleasant, but trembled.

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