Girl, there's something wrong with you

"It's not respectful to come to your door and ask for a small courtesy."

Wang Wanrou placed the gift box on the coffee table, which seemed to be a set of expensive tea sets.

Xing Yunzhi quickly took it away, as if even taking a look at what it was would make her look snobbish, and then replied with a smile in accordance with the etiquette of the family:

"No, the elegant scholar is here, and the flowers are blooming."

The so-called "elegant scholar" is a popular honorific among the children of aristocratic families. If you are from a poor family or a commoner, then you should address the children of the aristocratic family as "noble".

The rotten feudal class was almost inhumane in its useless cultural customs such as titles. Even if they are from the same aristocratic family, the more estranged the relationship or the class gap is, the more etiquette they have to interact with each other.

The highest level of supernatural beings in the Cheng and Xing families is only fifth grade, and the gap between them and the third grade and five surnamed families is actually quite large. However, because of Wang Xinzhi, Wang Wanrou and Xing Yuanzhi were also familiar with each other, so there were not many polite words, and they soon started chatting easily with Xing Yuanzhi.

"Yuan Zhi, your home is really clean." Wang Wanrou looked around and said with a smile, "Although the servants clean our home from time to time, it is far from as clean and tidy as yours."

"Really?" Xing Yunzhi said modestly, "It's actually the housekeeping robot that cleans it."

The Wang family in Taiyuan has a very strange family rule, which prohibits the use of electronic devices within the clan. For example, Wang Wanrou's mobile phone must be handed over to the warehouse after returning to the clan area, stored in an electrostatically shielded lead box, and applied for access the next time she goes out.

In fact, many aristocratic families have similar rules that exclude high technology.

The origin probably dates back to the implantation experiments of supercomputing chips. At that time, some scholars believed that supercomputing chips connected to the cerebral cortex could be implanted in the body to replace manual calculations developed in the brain. However, after the implantation, the bloodlines of the experimenters were discovered. There was a massive decline in intensity.

At that time, the argument that "technology harms blood" became so popular that many aristocratic families cleared all their computers. Although it was later discovered that as long as no random implants and replacements were made to the body, the strength of the bloodline would hardly be negatively affected, there were still many strange rules that remained.

Xing Yunzhi knew that it was impossible for the Taiyuan Wang family to hire a housekeeping robot, so she said this. As expected, Wang Wanrou changed the subject and said:

"Housekeeping robot, I thought it was Jinyang cleaning."

"Him?"

"Haha." Wang Wanrou covered her mouth and laughed, "Yuan Zhi, the way you scolded him just now makes you feel like an old married couple."

Cheng Jinyang and Xing Yunzhi looked at each other and turned away awkwardly.

"By the way, have you heard about the attack on Zhongshan South Road this afternoon?" Xing Yunzhi asked, changing the subject.

"Of course, I was at the scene at that time." Wang Wanrou looked a little scared.

"That's right. I remember you and I were from the same school." Cheng Jinyang finally found an opportunity and interjected, "It was really scary at the time. Half the street seemed to have been blown up."

This is a lie. After so many years of nightmare training, Cheng Jinyang's first reaction when encountering an accident was not to see what happened, but to quickly find a place to hide.

So he just took a look from a distance and saw that a store seemed to have been bombed...that's all. Only a fool would get close enough to observe the scene.

"Yes." Wang Wanrou also chuckled and said, "Fortunately, no one was injured."

"No one was hurt? It's so lucky." Xing Yunzhi said.

"Well, there was a cake shop at the center of the explosion, but the proprietress hid in the back kitchen in time when the gunfire rang out." Wang Wanrou patted her chest as if relieved, and replied, "They are probably unemployed refugees. Just vent your grievances, there are more and more things like this lately."

The movement of her tapping her chest immediately attracted Cheng Jinyang's attention again - of course, the main reason was that this young lady's hairstyle was so distinctive.

The single ponytail goes around the neck and falls in front of the chest, giving people the impression of a gentle and quiet lady. However, Wang Wanrou is a sixteen-year-old girl with unbeatable looks, so it is a bit inconsistent with such a mature hairstyle.

Xing Yunzhi coughed angrily, attracting Cheng Jinyang's eyes back.

Fortunately, Wang Wanrou did not have an attack, but said softly:

"By the way, I almost forgot about the real thing. Senior Jinyang, I played a little prank last time. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay." Cheng Jinyang pretended to be generous, "I didn't know that your superpower bloodline was this, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed easily."

Wang Wanrou covered her mouth and smiled softly, her posture elegant.

To be fair, Wang Wanrou's appearance is indeed a little better than Ah Zhi's. Girl Ah Zhi's appearance is that of a particularly pure type. Sixty-seven points of her overall appearance is due to the cold temperament exuded in her speech and behavior. She is like a beauty coming out of a classical lady painting, which makes people feel "only You can’t look at it from a distance without looking at it”.

But if you are a Lao Sepi who doesn't like the purists, you may not have any feelings for her.

As for Miss Wang, no matter what her sexual habits are, there is no way she can find any flaws in her face. The Taiyuan Wang family is indeed well-deserved. How many beauties and handsome men must be used to optimize the family genes in each generation to achieve such perfect appearance?

Of course, in fact, most of the children from the aristocratic families are not bad in appearance. I still prefer Miss Ah Zhi, Cheng Jinyang thought to himself.

Mainly because Miss Wang's temperament... was so perfect that it made him feel a little unreal.

His elegant behavior, gentle and pleasant tone, and the impeccable smile that always hangs on his face are like the most exquisite script written by the most skilled playwright. Every smile is specially designed. .

It's okay to appreciate it, but Cheng Jinyang will feel uncomfortable if he stays with such a person for a long time.

After another conversation with Xing Yunzhi, Wang Wanrou said goodbye and left.

The two of them walked her downstairs and waved goodbye.

Wang Wanrou looked at the warm scene of them standing side by side and waving to each other, and the sense of déjà vu as a couple became stronger.

Hehe, he is obviously just an ordinary, even a little lustful little boy, but Xing Qingfeng can actually accept such a person as her future husband?

It seems that the key... does not lie in what can be found on the surface.

She suddenly had a strange intuition. The school physical examination next Monday might reveal some clues about this guy.

You can try setting up a layout.

When the two returned home, Xing Yunzhi grabbed Cheng Jinyang and scolded him:

"How can you keep staring at other people's chests? It's so rude!"

Only then did Cheng Jinyang react and quickly explained to his fiancée that he was not looking at her breasts, but her hairstyle.

"What does the ponytail have to do with a married woman?"

In this world, unmarried girls mostly have simple and casual hairstyles, while married women are used to tying their hair into simple or complex buns to show distinction.

The corresponding hairpin is also reserved for mature women. What Ah Zhi said is indeed true, but Cheng Jinyang knew that this was a cultural generation gap. It was normal for others not to understand, so he didn't say much.

"Anyway, the next time you face her, please keep your eyes level with her and don't move down!" Xing Yunzhi warned a few more etiquette details, and suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside.

"Who?" Cheng Jinyang asked quickly.

"It's me, Cheng Xinnan." My cousin's friendly voice sounded outside.