Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Originally this was just a small episode, but Han Xiaoye obviously felt that he was being targeted.

   She was locked out by him in the class, and they were quarreling because of this. During the cold war, he called her up to answer questions related to the class. It's like humiliating her on purpose!

   It's not just Han Xiaoye who thinks so, most of the people in the classroom have this idea. But everyone didn't show it, only the girls who asked questions who were also rejected by Fu Zhiyan looked at her mockingly.

   Originally, those eyes were nothing.

   As usual, Han Xiaoye didn't bother to care about them.

   After all, who cares about the grinning grin of the wild dog you don’t know on the roadside?

   But at this moment, that sneer was like a steel knife, stuck in her heart, dripping with blood.

  Han Xiaoye felt that she couldn't listen anymore. There was a steel needle on the seat. It hurt her buttocks and she couldn't stay any longer.

   People looked in this direction from time to time, and she felt they were looking at her.

   Zheng's heart was terribly congested, and he heard Fu Zhiyan's voice again, "That girl just now, get up and answer. The question I asked."

  “!!”

  ‘Shoo! ’ This time, it was even more tidy than last time, and the whole classroom turned around!

  Han Xiaoye clenched his teeth tightly, stood up in front of everyone's eyes, his face was so bad that he could see the extreme, "Professor Fu's question is...?"

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, "You didn't listen?" He asked a question that was almost no problem to find a question, and a three-year-old child would answer as long as he listened to the class.

  "..." Han Xiaoye was about to be abused by him, grinning, revealing eight teeth, "It's all because Professor Fu is so good-looking, I looked at his face and didn't listen."

   This rascal, this rascal.

   There was a commotion in the classroom.

  Han Xiaoye picked up the book, and although he smiled, he might as well not smile, "I'll go outside and listen."

   Didn't he just want to abuse her?

   Can she go out by herself?

   Although she went out with the book, her nose was sore. Holding the book, she tried her best to look indifferent and stood at the door with a straight back.

Fu Zhiyan's hands were bulging against the lecture table. He tightened his jaw forbearance. He swept down and looked at their eyes. His temples throbbed suddenly. He picked up the book and restrained the stubborn man at the door. With the urge to pull her into her arms, she continued speaking hoarsely.

   He is a very active person, even if he didn't give a lecture attentively, no one would hear him.

   He saw that the little rascal was holding the book tightly.

   Seeing her secretly bowing her head, her eyes seemed a little red.

   Seeing her straightened back...

  shi-t!

   The heart was like being pulled by a hand, clenched and loosened, a feeling he had never experienced before. But it was so fierce that he couldn't ignore it, but he was helpless and at a loss.

  Oh, in his life, there is actually the word overwhelmed?

   At the same time, everyone saw that the aloof Professor Fu seemed to be in a 'good mood' and hooked the corner of his mouth. Many people looked sympathetically at Han Xiaoye, who was standing at the door listening to the lecture.

   Those eyes were too explicit, Han Xiaoye clenched the book and straightened his back.

   She had never had such a long class before, it seemed that every second was infinitely long, and when she was about to collapse, she finally made it to the end of the get out of class.

   As soon as the get out of class bell rang, she couldn't wait to return to her seat, stuffed the book into her bag, and left the classroom directly. Jiang Ning glanced at the people on the podium with a little fear, courage overcame timidity, and chased up.

   "Ningning!" Yang Xin wanted to pull her.

   Mu Xiaoxiao said coldly, "If she wants to go, let her go. You are not afraid to offend Professor Fu, you can follow."

The three words   Professor Fu not only represent a course in finance, but also represent the YG Group. Who doesn't want to work at YG Group after graduation?

  Yang Xin gave up the idea of ​​catching up. Anyway, she had already called Jiang Ning, and Jiang Ning had to chase after her, not that she was not enough friends.

  Fu Zhiyan also saw Han Xiaoye running out, and was very upset. Knowing that he shouldn't show too obvious intimacy in a place like school, he still strode out.

  …

"Xiaoye, wait for me." Jiangning trotted to catch up with the person who was trotting in front of him, touched Han Xiaoye's reddish eyes, stunned, and hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his bag and handed it over, "You, are you alright? "

  Han Xiaoye took a breathless nose, pressing down the sourness that was almost uncontrollable, "It's alright."

Seeing her, Jiang Ning couldn't help but be angry, "Professor Fu is going too far! You didn't mean to be late for class, it's obvious that you have an upset stomach, and people are in three urgency, so why doesn't he **** or go to the toilet? As for trying to make things difficult for you today? Forget it once, and make things difficult twice. Even if it's not because you are his student, but because you are a girl, you shouldn't do it. It's ruthless!"

   She is also the mother of his ex-girlfriend's part-time little niece and son.

   He didn't torment her so ruthlessly.

"However, Ono, you should apologize to Professor Fu." Jiang Ning suggested cautiously, "He is a professor, or his background, it's not good for you to offend him. If you confess to him seriously in private, he shouldn't care about you. ."

   "I'm not right."

   "Ono..."

"Don't worry about me, anyway, some things are useful if I don't apologize. And I don't want to apologize. Like you said, I did nothing wrong. There must be something wrong with apology." Han Xiaoye knew that she was really worried , but you can't tell her that Fu Zhiyan abused her not just because of 'diarrhea', right?

   The strappy high heels under his feet were sore that his heels hurt. Han Xiaoye squatted down and took off the shoes, holding them in his hands. He walked forward barefoot regardless of the strange eyes of others. Anyway, no one will look at her good-looking clothes, so why should she force herself to wear shoes she is not used to?

   Just walked out of the teaching building.

  Han Xiaoye stopped suddenly.

   She looked at the person on the side of the road in surprise and blurted out, "Quan Ronglian?" How could he come?

The rebellious man leaning on the Maybach put the zippo lighter in his hand, raised his head, raised his rosy thin lips, looked at her lazily up and down, and his peach blossom eyes fixed on the high heels she was holding. Going up, he picked the end of his eyes and said, "Well? I asked you to replace your donkey's hooves and you will replace it, not bad. However, how do you know that my father likes strappy high-heeled shoes? You also said that you didn't like what I liked."

  Jiang Ning bumped Han Xiaoye's arm, unable to restrain his excitement, "Xiaoye, do you know Quan Ronglian?"

   That is Quan Ronglian!

   Quan Ronglian!

   Kwon Ronglian, who is red through half of the sky and arrogantly withdraws from the entertainment industry!

   She actually saw a real person!

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  PS: As the end of the month is approaching, my brother still has the cheek to ask for a ticket, a monthly ticket is recommended, and some people remember the ticket, brother ha