After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Xie Dingyuan was also looking at her.

She was originally waiting at the school gate, but when she hurried into a small clinic, the man fell silent.

The fingers hanging on the side of the body, moved unconsciously...

He's still a high school student after all, blame him... he's too ruthless.

"Hello, my surname is Xie, and I'm Zhong Zian's uncle." He crossed the road, stopped in front of Jiang Fuyue, and introduced himself gently.

It doesn't seem to be the same as the rude man who picked her up and put her down again yesterday.

Jiang Fuyue looked at him with undiminished coldness.

Looking closer, Xie Dingyuan found that these eyes were more beautiful than yesterday, like two surging vortices, with the magic power to attract people at any time.

"After I went back yesterday, I asked Zi Ang the cause and effect. It was he who was at fault first, so... I'm sorry." The man's half-drooping eyelids silently expressed humility. .

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him up and down. Undoubtedly, the man was very handsome, with a serious awe in his eyebrows, and his gestures showed an upbringing demeanor.

From the first sentence he said, the attitude was gentle, the etiquette was thorough, and even the expression on his face could not be faulted.

Besides "perfect", Jiang Fuyue couldn't find a second word to describe him.

Unfortunately……

The snow-capped mountains are hidden in those seemingly peaceful eyes, and the gentle and modest attitude is only superficial.

Zhong Ziang's uncle, also surnamed Xie...

Jiang Fuyue almost guessed his origin.

Speaking of her and the Xie family...

Anyway, the past life was like a smoke, and it should have been scattered long ago. In this life, she is Jiang Fuyue.

It's just Jiang Fuyue!

"Mr. Xie's apology, did you say it for yourself or for Zhong Zian?"

The man paused for a while, then immediately laughed: "All."

"That's too simple, there's no sincerity at all, what do you think?"

Xie Dingyuan nodded: "My mistake. What does it mean to be 'sincere'?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Why don't your nephews and uncles apologize to me at the same time?"

The man was noncommittal, only said: "I heard that your grades are very good, but in addition to burying your head in your studies, you also occasionally have to look up at the world. This is my little intention, and I should apologize to you."

Saying that, he handed Jiang Fuyue a paper bag with both hands.

Even with such a small gesture, he maintained his manners and manners.

But the pressure caused by the invisibility is by no means something that Jiang Fuyue's little chicken can withstand.

The group of people in the upper circle of the imperial capital seem to like playing this set. It is called "reserved and noble" to say it nicely, and it is "pretentiousness" to say it ugly. The inadvertently opened class gap can easily make the other party feel inferior and timid.

What a good mental strategy?

It's a pity that I met Jiang Fuyue, a legendary figure in that circle who lived at the top of the pyramid for a long time.

Who can make her feel inferior?

Who has the right to make her cowardly?

really--

Jiang Fuyue's calmness attracted the man's glance several times, and her behavior of not picking up the bag also made her raise her eyebrows with amusement.

"Don't look at it?" Xie Dingyuan asked.

"The latest fruit notebook, if you guess correctly, is still a high-end product. The estimated price is more than 20,000 yuan. Mr. Xie is really generous. Unfortunately, the price does not equal sincerity."

The smile between the man's eyebrows faded, until it disappeared completely, turning into a silent deep sea.

He thought that he understood Zhong Ziang's mood a little bit.

Shame on the face, I don't know what to do... I'm really right.

Retracting his hand extremely naturally, and smoothing the folds of his cuffs by the way, Xie Dingyuan raised his jaw slightly, and his sparse and cold eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue's face, "It seems that we can't talk about it today."

"Is it so difficult for you and Zhong Ziang to apologize at the same time?" Jiang Fuyue smiled.

"Heh... all you want is an apology?"

I just didn't expect a high school girl to have such a complicated mind, so maybe it's not a matter of unilateral pursuit between her and Zhong Ziang.

Who knows if she has her or not? Are you trying to whet your appetite?

If so, then Zhong Ziang really can't play with her...

The man's eyes showed three points of scrutiny and seven points of contempt. Jiang Fuyue didn't know what he was thinking about, but his intuition would not be a good thing.

He immediately smiled and met his gaze: "If it wasn't for Zhong Zian's fault first, you wouldn't have come here. Your apology is only out of self-cultivation, not from sincerity. In other words, your mouth I'm sorry, but I don't think there was anything wrong with my actions, at least I shouldn't take full responsibility."

Xie Dingyuan remained calm, and the slightly raised camber of his lower jaw carried a somewhat unattainable dignity and arrogance.

"Because I acted on Zhong Ziang, in order to save him, so you acted on me. In the final analysis, I was wrong, and your actions are based on this premise, then the original mistake has become excusable. Apologize to me by lowering your body here, just because you are willing, kind, and generous." Jiang Fuyue pierced his true colors.

Finally, he asked: "Since you have no sincerity, why should I be serious?"

Xie Dingyuan looked at her for the first time, a very young girl, still wearing a school uniform, under the age of 20, but her words were thorny.

And her open mouth did hit him.

"You are biased against me," he said.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and said casually, "Maybe."

"That's not right." The man was serious, as rigorous as a scholar.

She came a little interested, "So what? You want to teach me how to be a man?"

His reserved lower jaw rose unconsciously, his eyes squinted, and he looked at her, saying, "Please take back your prejudice."

"Okay, let's talk about it when you let go of your imperious arrogance."

A conversation that broke up.

Xie Dingyuan sat in the car, the half-downed car window revealed the man's stern profile, "Old Zhang, drive."

Jiang Fuyue turned around calmly, her back straight.

A person who puts himself in a box, wants to be perfect, but is hypocritical and talks to her about "prejudice"?

ridiculous!

...

Zhong Ziang asked for leave today and did not go to class.

In the morning, Dr. Tang came over to examine him. Except for the unsightly bruise around his neck, his trachea, heart and lungs were all fine.

In the end, he left behind a tube of ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Zhong Ziang applied medicine to the mirror, looked left and right, the more he looked, the more he felt like a dog with a collar—

"Grass!"

He threw the ointment and lay back on the bed angrily.

When I woke up, the sun was setting outside the window.

knock knock --

"Who?" he said impatiently.

"Little Master, Mr. is back and told you to go to the living room." It was Mama Liu.

Zhong Zian didn't dare to delay, simply washed his face and went to the living room.

"uncle."

"Well." Xie Dingyuan sat on the sofa, dressed meticulously in his shirt and trousers.

"Has Dr. Tang been here?" he asked Mother Liu.

"I've been here, I've been here, I came early this morning and said that the young master has a skin injury, and it will be healed in a few days."

Xie Dingyuan nodded slightly: "Let's go to work first."

"Eh." Liu Ma turned and left.

His eyes fell on Zhong Zi'ang, he paused for a moment, "Half an hour ago, I met Jiang Fuyue."

Zhong Ziang was stunned.

This chapter is full of rival dramas~

The Shuangwen version of "Pride and Prejudice" will eventually become "Pride and Prejudice", it depends on who bows his noble head first.