Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

"But I really don't understand why Xiao Xiao treats you like that? Is it because the school boys say you are prettier than her in private?" Jiang Ning took a pen from his bag and took advantage of the teacher's absence. Lowered his voice, "You don't know, when you first came to school, a lot of boys noticed you. There are various ways to contact you on the post bar. Chi Chi, it's a pity that you brought your son to school later, otherwise the Department of Finance The Xiehua may be replaced. Don't look at her usually ignorant look like she doesn't care about anything, she actually cares about Xiehua's position. Anyway, I think she cares a lot. Why do people who don't care go out every day? Are you all dressed up?"

  Han Xiaoye completely missed the point. What she noticed was the first half of what Jiang Ning said, she touched her face and asked, "Do any boys really notice me?"

  Jiang Ning looked at her strangely and nodded, "Yes, who doesn't pay attention to the beauty?"

   "I'm... good-looking?" No wonder she was not confident, everyone in junior high and high school pays attention to good-looking girls with good grades and good-looking girls, and scumbags have no rights in junior high and high school. Later, I met Fu Zhiyan. Fu Zhiyan always disliked her in various ways, and the frenzied bees and butterflies around her were more beautiful than each other, which made her feel a psychological shadow.

  Jiang Ning thought she was showing off on purpose, took out a small mirror, put it in front of her, and complained, "The mirror tells you that you are the most beautiful person in the world."

Han Xiaoye really looked in the mirror, admired it for a long time without restraint, and came to the conclusion, "Looking at it this way, she is really pretty, with a good figure, long legs, slender waist and big breasts, Emma, ​​beautiful! "

   "..." Jiang Ning was speechless and wanted to pretend not to know her with the book.

Han Xiaoye admired it vigorously, looked left and right, and found that she was really beautiful, she took out her mobile phone, found a good angle, took two selfies, handed it to Jiang Ning, and bumped her shoulder with her, "Xiao Ningzi , which of these two looks better?"

  Jiang Ning flipped through the two almost identical photos several times, and picked one at random, "This."

"I also think this looks good. After a while, I'll do PS, smooth the skin and whiten my eyes, and then zoom in on my eyes." Han Xiaoye put the phone on the table, carefully edited the photo, and then let Jiang Ning go to the next level. Only then did I send Fu Zhiyan the photo that looked like there was no PS.

   At this time, the teacher came in.

   She hid her phone under the table and typed quickly with one hand, "Husband, is she beautiful?"

After sending out   , she listened carefully to the class for a while.

   Her heart was flying on the phone, and finally the phone vibrated, she immediately picked it up, lowered her head and nodded. There was indeed a message, but it wasn't from Fu Zhiyan, it was a private message on Weibo.

  ID is Kwon Yong-ryeon.

   She clicked on it, and there was a sentence on it, "Master is hospitalized."

  Han Xiaoye pointed his finger for a while. He didn't want to return. After hesitating, he replied, "What's the matter? Are you sick?"

   She replied to her message five minutes later, "Well, lovesick."

  "..." After Han Xiaoye returned to his row of ellipses, he put the phone in his pocket. Just as he put it down, the phone vibrated again.

   She took it out, and it was written by Quan Ronglian—“Isn’t it lovesick for smoking and drinking?”

   Han Xiaoye didn't know what to reply, so he simply didn't reply.

  Fortunately, Quan Ronglian didn't send her any more after she sent it. After staying up until the end of get out of class, Han Xiaoye couldn't wait to pull Jiang Ning downstairs.

"You, slow down..." The last time Jiang Ning ran out of breath, the person in front had stopped. She put her hands on her knees and gasped for breath. Before she could breathe evenly, she heard the man's hoarse voice. , "Let's go."

   This voice...

  Jiang Ning raised his head abruptly, his eyes almost falling, "Fu, Professor Fu!"

   A man who has always been expensive and doesn't pay much attention to people has actually taken care of her for the first time, "En."

   With a faint kindness, Jiang Ning had already left half of his soul.

  Professor Fu! That's Professor Fu! Professor Fu, who is aloof and unattainable, actually ignores her! Attitude is not as cold as in class! And I just glanced at her! Jiang Ning's little heart was so startled that he didn't know how to beat, and he didn't know how to put his nervous hands and feet away.

   "What do you want for lunch?"

  There were already many people in front of the teaching building, and it was lunchtime after class, and there were even more people. Fu Zhiyan is also one of the most influential figures in a big man, just standing there with a flash effect of one kilowatt, naturally attracting countless eyes. Han Xiaoye is also an influential figure, although most of her influential figures come from scandals. But everyone knows that the attraction of two people standing together is self-evident.

  Han Xiaoye of course noticed the murderous gazes of the girls looking at her, his sly eyes blinked, and he spat out two words, "Canteen!"

  The petrified Jiang Ning regained his senses, his eyes kept falling on Fu Zhiyan, and he tugged at Han Xiaoye, nervous and excited. Unfortunately, under the pressure of the powerful aura, she was speechless.

  Ono even let Professor Fu eat in the cafeteria! Canteen! The food in that place is famously unpalatable, and there are too many people, and it is still the kind that queues up for food!

  Professor Fu, shouldn't he go to a Michelin restaurant or a five-star hotel?

   What if Professor Fu refuses?

   Contrary to Jiang Ning's expectations, the tall and cold man not only did not refuse, but naturally walked ahead.

   With Professor Fu opening the way, the rate of turning heads along the way is no different from that of a star. On the way, not only the students looked back, but even the teachers looked back in amazement.

  Han Xiaoye pretended not to be able to see it, and stared at the man walking ahead blocking most of his eyes. Wearing a light gray thin sweater on him, he was elegantly abstinent, with a narrow waist and long legs, which was the standard for a male god. Incredibly beautiful.

   She was so excited that she wanted to put her hand into his sweater and feel it, but unfortunately the time and place were not available, so she couldn't 'commit a crime'.

Jiang Ning didn't know that she was already thinking about how to touch the aloof Professor Fu, and she was so nervous, her fingertips were shaking, she pulled Han Xiaoye's clothes, and whispered in a low voice, "Xiaoye, you really are with Professor Fu... that what? already?"

   She wanted to talk about being together, but she felt that this combination was too unimaginable, just like the real version of Cinderella and the prince. So when the words came to the lips, they were automatically replaced by the ambiguous one.

   "Did you mean that photo?" Han Xiaoye understood that the kiss in the photo she was talking about was a kiss. She didn't hide it at all, and readily admitted, "Yes."

  Jiang Ning's mouth was wide open. After a long while, he asked tangled, "What about Young Master Quan?" They already have sons, and the kittens are so cute. Is Ono really going to abandon her husband and son for Professor Fu?