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Chapter 27

Liu Wenying was about to cry, and then she said that her family members were not satisfied with the [-]% of the exam, and she was very strict.

Hearing that Li Xiaole was sleepy and yawned, Li Xiaole said a few words of comfort, "Not everyone can succeed in going to the toilet. I am the proud son of heaven and I am different. Otherwise, there are so many people dancing every day. How many talents are there, right?"

Liu Wenying looked aggrieved, you are the proud son of heaven, bah, a week ago, you were nothing in my eyes.

But she finally stopped being obsessed with the toilet, maybe, she should study hard.

Watching Liu Wenying leave, Li Xiaole let out a long sigh of relief. Talking to such a stubborn person is really tiring.

Li Xiaole finally asked for a leave of absence from the school, and it lasted for a month.

Not for anything else, his reason is very simple, he was like this in school, and he wanted to go back and review by himself.

Originally, he was guessing whether Li Xiaole looked down on Liu Yuting who took the mock exam, but now his thoughts became more firm.

In view of Li Xiaole's victory for No. [-] Middle School this time, the dean also happily granted him a leave of absence, telling him to come back before the final exam.

Under Lao Wenyan's lingering eyes and Zhao Qian's caring words, Li Xiaole escaped from this prison.

He is going to fly free for a month.

As for the big exam, hehe, he has a master system, so why not be afraid.

Taking a taxi as soon as he leaves the house shows Li Xiaole's insanely inflated heart.

All the way back to Century Garden, Li Xiaole got on the elevator and was about to go back to his home when he suddenly found several adults blocking the door of his house.

"What are you doing?" Li Xiaole didn't understand, and asked.

One of the men turned his head, glanced at Li Xiaole, and said, "Go away, kid, it's none of your business."

"Why, what are you doing blocking the door of my house?" Li Xiaole was not happy, saying who is a child, you are a child, and your whole family is a child.

"Your family?" Hearing this, several people stopped, turned their heads, and stared at him.

"In the past, this was my home, but it was sold later. I want to go in and have a look, and find my old thoughts."

A young and thin man walked out from the group of people, with firm eyes and steady steps.

"Then you can't just pry the door of my house, can you?" Li Xiaole mustered up his courage so that he wouldn't be frightened by you.

"Oh, no, we're waiting at the door for the owner to come back." The young man smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Say it."

"Emperor Yan..." A man next to him wanted to say something, but Yan Fang glanced at him and didn't dare to say anything.

"Li Xiaole." Li Xiaole shook hands with Yan Fang. In fact, they are not much different in age. Li Xiaole is now 17 years old, and Yan Fang is probably in his early 20s.

Open the door and let a few people in.

Li Xiaole frowned. In his impression, the house didn't seem so chaotic.

Is this recruiting thieves?

In his mind, as he entered the house, the system countdown started, and he had to stay here for two hours.

Two hours, just enough time to sleep.

Several people walked around in his house, and finally, a man approached Yan Fang and said softly:

"Sure enough, there are traces of them."

Scanning around, there are signs of rummaging everywhere.

Yan Fang frowned, and looked at Li Xiaole who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa.

Is it safe for this heartless child to stay here by himself?