Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Chapter 261

Lin Weiwei turned around immediately, took the letter and planned to settle the score, his little face flushed with anger, he was injured and lost the qualification for the competition has always been an unforgettable pain.

But Zhang Yumeng deliberately stabbed the knife in the wound, so don't blame yourself for not giving her face.

"Come on, if you go to Zhang Yumeng now, she might not admit it. Besides, maybe I made a mistake?" Liu Lu was not ready yet, seeing her leaving and planning to question her, she hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her. waist.

Liu Lu tried her best to control her. It was the first time she was stumped by an uncontrollable situation, and said in a low voice, "Don't let us bear with it until we find the evidence. The main reason is that I am afraid that I may be wrong."

Lin Weiwei calmed down slowly, opened his hands around his waist, and said angrily, "I know it's reckless, but people who are so familiar with my waist injury can't pick out a few people. All the conditions you mentioned meet the requirements." Her, it's so obvious."

She came here to speak harshly, and she eliminated the candidates one by one, leaving only Zhang Yumeng.

"But you are too impatient. If you have a lot of opportunities to settle the score, expose this letter on the show so that everyone can see Zhang Yumeng's true face, otherwise it will be useless." Liu Lu handed over a glass of water and said softly Persuade.

As long as the two are torn apart on the show, no matter how great their fame is, they will disappear, and she is happy to see it succeed.

"Let me think about it first." Lin Weiwei frowned, unwilling to expose his private affairs to the public, and thought about how to deal with Zhang Yumeng.

Liu Lu nodded with a smile, her eyes flickered sinisterly, and she kept persuading: "With your current reputation, everyone will definitely stand by your side, and Zhang Yumeng's reputation will definitely be discredited."

At this time, the store door opened, and Ji Mingyou looked at the two people sitting together, and asked suspiciously: "You guys came here quite early, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I'll just wait for you to come and pack it together." Lin Weiwei's thoughts were interrupted, and he silently put the letter away and put it in his bag.

This move made Liu Lu heave a sigh of relief, and quickly got up and started to work: "Some things still need the store manager to come."

Ji Mingyou glanced at the two suspiciously, feeling as if they were hiding something from him, he rolled up his sleeves and moved the table and chairs.

Seeing Lin Weiwei's distraught look, he walked over and pinched her little face, and asked softly, "Is it still because of Zhang Yumeng? Or is it uncomfortable?"

Being hit by his words, Lin Weiwei turned his head unnaturally, and said stiffly, "That's not it."

Ji Mingyou shook his head helplessly, his eyes were piercing, it seemed that he still needed to vent his anger on this girl.

Seeing the intimate movements of the two, Liu Lu put the teacup into the sink, and the water flowed down with a "crash", as if the jealousy in her heart was hard to vent.

In the gymnasium, the children were all overjoyed. They punched quickly, and their movements were standard and powerful. It was clear that there was no lack of practice.

"You are very self-conscious and make the coach very happy." Lin Weiwei clapped his hands, with a gratified smile on his face, and returned to the gym, all his troubles disappeared consciously.

Encouraged, the little radishheads worked harder and showed the results of many days of practice.

Only Zhang Baobao in the center of the team moved slowly, and often glanced at the others next to him, and he was lazy when he saw it.

Lin Weiwei stepped forward, corrected it several times in a row, and asked with a headache: "What's the matter with you, Baobao? What have you been doing the last few days?"

"Oh!" Zhang Baobao avoided his eyes guiltyly, and sat on the ground carelessly.

He pursed his lips, his chubby face became thinner, and he whispered: "I'm too busy thinking about my aunt, I don't have time to meet with me, so I don't care about practicing."

Lin Weiwei couldn't help but softly speak soft words, touched his head and said: "Look at you slick tongue, hurry up and follow, you can't be lazy anymore."

"Then, aunt, can you take me to my uncle's place?" Zhang Baobao nodded, grabbed her little hand and asked, "My mommy will pick me up from the store when the time comes, and I won't bother you."

Lin Weiwei looked into his watery eyes, couldn't bear to refuse, and agreed, "Okay!"

She took the children to practice again, looked at the time, clapped her hands and shouted: "Okay, it's almost time, wait for the bell to ring during the rest."

As soon as school was over, the children ran out like runaway ponies, telling their families about Coach Lin, their little faces flushed red.

After Lin Weiwei bid farewell to the little radishheads politely, as soon as he walked out of the door with a bag, he saw a figure he didn't want to see.

Contempt flashed across her eyes, she didn't stay for a second, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Hey, are you scared by me? You didn't even say a word when you saw me, just because you were afraid of delaying your escape?" The harsh words came, and Zhang Yumeng, who was wearing a tight black dress, got out of the car, her lazily curly hair scattered. When she came down, she was chic and sexy, and her charming curves attracted many people to look around.

Zhang Baobao ate the lollipop, looked around, blinked his eyes like black grapes and asked, "Auntie, who is this auntie? I can't even understand what she said, I don't like it."

"It's a woman who likes to pry the corner of the wall. You don't understand if you tell me. Not everyone knows about this kind of thing." Lin Weiwei took his little hand and planned to send Zhang Bao back first, arguing directly for fear of being frightened. He who is in the world.

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Zhang Yumeng coldly and continued walking forward.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yumeng thought she didn't dare to quarrel with her, so she stretched out her hand and pulled Lin Weiwei's hair, and said angrily, "You are really owed to say that about me on the street."

"What are you doing!" Zhang Baobao stopped and shouted angrily.

Lin Weiwei's scalp was hurting, he hurriedly covered his head, turned around, and the suppressed anger broke out suddenly, and he shouted furiously: "You dare to pull my hair! The previous account has not been found a chance to settle, but you Stupidly looking for it."

"I'm talking nonsense, so what's the point? You deserve it. If you dare to settle the score on the street, it's fine, let's see how the media exposes you." Zhang Yumeng knew that she was not afraid of being on the street at all, and she was full of confidence He stepped forward and poked her chest with his fingers.

The two are so beautiful that not all passers-by will look at them.

With a faint sneer on Lin Weiwei's face, he said in a low voice: "It's really hard to settle accounts on the street, you're right."

As she spoke, she unexpectedly grabbed Zhang Yumeng's hands and dragged her towards the alley.

"What do you want to do? You crazy woman, I'm going to call someone." Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened, and when she realized that she had reached the alley, she shouted involuntarily.

Lin Weiwei was determined to question her, and with unabated strength, she took out the previous letter paper from her bag and stuffed it into her mouth: "The letter in my mouth is the letter you wrote to me, as long as you don't feel ashamed, just call it. "

Her words were extremely cold, Zhang Yumeng's mouth was stuffed with a ball of letter paper, and she had written many letters in college, including those that slandered others.

In a hurry, Zhang Yumeng couldn't guess what was written in the letter for a moment. Afraid that his handle would fall into Lin Weiwei's hands, she gave up resistance and walked into the alley almost obediently.

"Auntie, what are you going to do with this?" Zhang Baobao was startled by the quick response, and followed curiously.