Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   But no resentment, no resentment, she hasn't posted it again. She deleted the text message, and before she put down the phone, another message flew in.

"Depend on!"

  Han Xiaoye couldn't help but let out a rough sound.

   The saliva of the principal above was splashing, and the people below were just like her, who were playing with their mobile phones secretly, drowsy and drowsy, and they were all very quiet. Her voice was not loud, but everyone was quiet, and that one word was instantly magnified countless times.

brush--

   The people around her looked at her in unison, making it clear that she said it!

Han Xiaoye looked at Fu Zhiyan, who was in front of him. His heart beat thumping, his mind was spinning fast, his eyes were bright, and he opened his mouth to talk nonsense, "It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on the sky, the principal said it too well! Entering society is not only a matter of Relying on academic diplomas, but also on willpower!"

  No one is a fool, how can you not hear that she is talking nonsense.

  a The principal gave her a hard look, too lazy to care about her, and continued to say what he said next...

   After all the eyes around him were removed, Han Xiaoye quickly took out the phone hidden behind his back and clicked on the message. This time it was not Han Junqing who sent the message, but Gu Qingshen.

  Gu Qingshen's message was very simple, roughly the same as Han Junqing, telling her that Han Chengming was getting married and asking her to come back. Just one more sentence than Han Junqing, "The stepmother will surprise you."

   She frowned, and the two words had already been typed out. When it was time to send it out, she deleted it and replaced it with, "Who is it?"

  Gu Qingshen quickly returned to her, and this time, it was even more wicked, "You'll know when you come back, but I'm sure you can't call your mother."

  Han Xiaoye pursed the corners of his mouth, his fingers swiftly, "Forget it."

   "I advise you to come. Not only can you watch a good show, but someone else has something important to tell you. Anyway, I brought the news, you can decide whether to come or not."

   Han Xiaoye didn't return.

   She won't go, her father died long ago, and when her mother died, she died with her, where did her stepmother come from? There is no such thing as a wedding with a stepmother.

   I felt better after I figured it out, and Han Xiaoye left all the troubles behind.

   Anyway, the drowsiness is gone, so she propped her chin up and stared straight at the stern man in front of her without any concealment.

   In the middle of a group of old men, Fu Zhiyan was very attractive. It's like a swan that has fallen into a group of ducks. It's hard to make people think about it.

  Han Xiaoye first saw his beautiful thin lips from his plump forehead, and then moved from his beautiful thin lips to his overlapping slender legs...

   Her eyes were piercing, and it was hard to ignore the man in front of her.

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at her with Danfeng eyes, and saw the little woman below excitedly and quietly waving to greet him. His cold and hard outline softened a little, and even the bottom of his eyes showed a little tenderness.

   Although it is only a little change, many people still notice it.

  Mu Xiaoxiao subconsciously glanced at the person on the left, and sure enough, he saw her little movement hidden under the chair. His lips were tensed, and he involuntarily picked up the phone and pulled out the photo.

   At this moment, Yang Xin, who was beside him, came over and wanted to complain to her that the principal's speech seemed to be endless like the old lady's foot-binding cloth. With a flick of the corner of his eye, he saw the photo Mu Xiaoxiao was looking at. Shocked all over, he tried his best to restrain his surprise, "What is this?"

  Mu Xiaoxiao immediately hid the phone, his eyes were a little flustered, "It's nothing."

  Yang Xin stretched out his hand to take it. As he stretched out his hand, he couldn't help but ask repeatedly, "I clearly saw Professor Fu and Xiao Ye..."

   Yang Xin was also not sure, Mu Xiaoxiao received it too fast, and she passed by in a flash. It can only be confirmed that the two are holding each other, and it is not certain whether there are other intimate acts.

   "Why do you have this kind of photo? Xiao Xiao, where did you take it? When did you take it?"

   Without waiting for Mu Xiaoxiao to answer, she remembered that soon after getting off the bus, Mu Xiaoxiao said that he was going to the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao in surprise, "Could it be that time..."

   Wood Xiaoxiaosheng was afraid that she would say it, so he said coldly, "I don't know what you are talking about, it's inexplicable!"

   "You weren't looking at Professor Fu and Ono on your phone just now..."

  Mu Xiaoxiao noticed that Jiang Ning was looking at him, his expression became even colder, with a cold arrogance that refused to give people a thousand miles, "You are dazzled, I just watched a still of a TV series I was chasing recently."

   Yang was anxious, "Impossible! I clearly saw that it was Fu..."

   At this moment, the principal of University A, who was speaking in front of her, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded with a dark face, "The girl with short hair in the third row from the bottom, what do you think of my speech?"

  Han Xiaoye, who was admiring his kissing husband, turned his head and saw Yang Xin's face pale and stammered, "...No, I have no opinion."

   "Can you be quiet if you don't have an opinion?"

  Yang Xin glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao beside her as if asking for help. Seeing that she didn't see her, she bit her lower lip and apologized in horror, "...I'm sorry."

   The principal retracted his gaze displeased.

  Three hours later, the sun went down, and the ideological education of the fool was finally finished. After the dean of the department arranged for everyone to submit a paper on practical insights, they officially disbanded and began to make dinner and free activities.

  Jiang Ning and the others are the ones in charge of cooking, but they finished washing the dishes at noon, so now they have no work and can move freely. Jiang Ning shouted to go to the lawn by the river to take a few selfies and send them to the circle of friends, when he encountered Yang Xin dragging Mu Xiaoxiao into a fierce dispute about something.

   The two found them and stopped arguing, their faces were not very good-looking.

  Yang Xin saw that Han Xiaoye moved his mouth, as if he had something to say. Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to know what she was going to say, his face sank, and his voice was cold, "You want to see, right? Well, I'll give you the phone, you can see for yourself. After reading, if there is nothing you said, you have to give it to you. I apologize."

   "Just look at it!" Yang Xin was convinced that she had seen the photo and took over the phone. After a while, his face became extremely ugly, and he turned left and right, unable to believe it, "How is it possible? I clearly saw it."

  Jiang Ning didn't know what they were making, so he asked, "What did you see?"

"See……"

"When the principal was talking just now, I was bored and flipped through the news for a while, and I happened to see a still from a TV drama I was chasing. Yang Xin didn't know from which angle she looked like Professor Fu, so she insisted that I give her my phone. Look." Mu Xiaoxiao took back the phone from Yang Xin's hand, and turned to the photos. Except for some landscape photos, they were just notes in class. There were not many people at all. Even if there were, they were her artistic photos. After confirming that Jiang Ning and Han Xiaoye could see clearly, Mu Xiaoxiao put away the phone, raised his chin slightly, became more and more cold, and looked at Yang Xin unhappily, "You have also looked at the phone, and you have flipped through the photos, I don't know. Who do you take me for, but Yang Xin, I'm very disappointed in you, I've made a wrong friend!"