The students of Class 306 were stunned once again.
When had Su Qiao ever asked for leave?
And she had even been so polite. Had she been possessed?
No.
The homeroom teacher was the one who had to be possessed.
He had actually smiled at Su Qiao so amiably.
It was truly bizarre.
When Su Qiao returned to school that afternoon, she held herself much more upright.
She couldn't help it.
She had money.
That gave her confidence.
Twelve kilograms of gold had been exchanged for more than four million yuan.
On her way back, she had even stopped by a lottery shop and casually bought two hundred yuan worth of lottery tickets.
Of course, the numbers had been analyzed by Little Four.
The result was bound to be delightful as well.
The reason Su Qiao had hurried back before school let out was, of course, not to study hard, but for her Little Angel.
She wanted to deliver herself right to his door—to be kidnapped.
Then she would counter his moves and abduct him instead.
As for how she would abduct him...
Of course... once she had leverage over him, he would obediently do as she said.
Unfortunately, Su Qiao's plan had fallen through.
After the students had left one after another, she had lingered around the school for half the day, then wandered around nearby for a while. Still, she had not encountered the adorable "kidnapper."
"Little Four, what's going on? Why isn't Little Angel coming to kidnap me?"
...He had seen people who begged to be abused, but never anyone who begged to be kidnapped.
Su Qiao stood by the roadside and surveyed her surroundings.
She didn't find anything unusual.
She couldn't keep waiting like this.
"Where is he?"
The school grove, where you saw him last