Childhood Sweethearts: He's Jealous Again!
Chapter 439: We Are So Scared

Chapter 439: Chapter 439: We Are So Scared

This person was Wu Qiaoqiao.

She wasn’t wearing her student ID.

At the moment, she was preparing to sneak into the crowd, attempting to blend in unnoticed.

But she failed to realize that the larger her movements, the more noticeable she became.

Luo Mengmeng narrowed her eyes and called out to her directly, "You, the girl with the blue hat, come here!"

Her voice had barely sounded when all the students at the school gate instinctively started to look for the girl with the blue hat.

Wu Qiaoqiao hadn’t even realized that Luo Mengmeng was talking about her when a girl nearby couldn’t help but remind her, "Hey, the duty student is talking about you."

"Me?" On hearing this, Wu Qiaoqiao instinctively looked up, only to meet Luo Mengmeng’s gaze.

As their eyes met, she was instantly startled.

Meanwhile, Mengmeng also paused for a moment, then gave her a meaningful glance, "So it’s you..."

Wu Qiaoqiao hadn’t expected that the duty student of the day would be Luo Mengmeng, and she had been caught red-handed for not wearing her student ID, turning her face alternately pale and green as if it were a palette.

"Wow, such a good student from Class Two also has a day when she forgets her student ID, how shocking!" Tong Mo hadn’t forgotten how she had competed with Luo Mengmeng the day before, and took this opportunity to throw stones her way.

Wu Qiaoqiao’s face grew even gloomier as she forced an explanation, "I, I just accidentally dropped it in the washing machine while doing laundry and it got ruined. I was about to go get it replaced."

Alright, the truth was she just forgot to wear it.

Listening to this familiar excuse, Mengmeng couldn’t help but sweat, "Can’t you come up with something fresher?"

Please, such an excuse was obviously fake!

It sounded as if she was saying her student ID had been snatched away by aliens on the way!

"And it fell into the washing machine, huh? Why not say it fell into the toilet while you were pooping!" Tong Mo couldn’t help but tease her.

"You, you..." Wu Qiaoqiao was now so angry that she was lost for words.

"Enough, no matter the excuse, the fact that you’re not wearing your student ID is indisputable. Write down your name," Luo Mengmeng said sternly, walking over and handing her the late list in a gesture of impartial enforcement.

But deep down, she was overjoyed.

Humph!

Don’t think she hadn’t noticed her trying to hit on her man!

Wu Qiaoqiao pinched her backpack strap, staring at the name list with a stubborn face, "I won’t write!"

If she did, points would be deducted from her class, and if the class lost points, they wouldn’t be able to get the red flag, and the homeroom teacher would definitely scold her to death.

"This isn’t up to you!"

Mengmeng and Tong Mo shared a look, then went straight up to her, grabbing her arm and forcing her to write her name.

Wu Qiaoqiao’s tears were about to fall as she stamped her foot angrily and glared at them, dropping a bitter threat, "Just you wait!!"

"So scared!" Tong Mo and Mengmeng burst into laughter.

Seeing that her threats had no impact on them, Wu Qiaoqiao was so enraged she almost passed out on the spot, and had no choice but to leave in a huff.

When she got back to the classroom, Luo Mengmeng vividly described to Gu Zhihan how she and Tong Mo had turned the situation into a personal vendetta.

"Naughty." Gu Zhihan chuckled and affectionately ruffled her hair, his tone full of doting.

After a while, the homeroom teacher came in.

She tapped the desk, adjusted the glasses on her face, and began, "The school’s bulletin board competition is about to start. Are there any students in our class willing to volunteer their free or recess time to make a bulletin board for our class?"