Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  The man's black hair was slightly curly, and his height of nearly 1.9 meters stood out in the crowd. Next to him was a girl who was about 1.7 meters tall. She was very handsome in motorcycle clothes. Her handsomeness is completely different from Mo Xingxing's handsomeness. Mo Xingxing's heroic spirit is a casual heroic spirit sandwiched between charming and charming, but this girl is sharp and handsome, handsome and aggressive.

   Quan Wanwan inadvertently saw Han Xiaoye who was staring at them in surprise, his handsome eyes twitched, and he sneered, "Little Er, your concubine?"

   "Quan Wanwan, how many times have you said that, don't call me Xiao Er." Quan Ronglian frowned, looking away as if she didn't know Han Xiaoye, impatiently, "I don't know."

Quan Wanwan didn't care about his protest at all, looked him up and down a few times, raised her eyebrows, peach blossom eyes were more seductive than men, "Why don't you feel good about not knowing you? I heard Xiaosan say that you like a woman and you will die. Two years ago, my sister was busy with the troubles on the site and had no time to take care of you. Now that you are willing to help take over, my sister finally has a lot of time. Tell me, which girl, do you want me to help you."

   "Does Yin Jue know that you call him Little San'er?" Quan Ronglian avoided her question.

   Quan Wanwan didn't care, "So what if he knows, what if he doesn't know. I call him Xiaosaner because he looks down on him and treats him as his own younger brother. Either he will give face, or he will give fingers."

   "Men's wife."

   Quan Wanwan jumped up and grabbed his ear, "Quan Xiaoer, do you want to die?"

   "What is it that fights and kills all day long, isn't it a man's wife?"

   "What do you know, it's called pleasure and enmity, it's Jianghu..."

   "Chichi, is Jianghu just letting you squat?"

   "It's not Fu Er! That kid waits, my sister will definitely take revenge!"

   The two passed by Han Xiaoye, their voices drifting away.

  Han Xiaoye was still wondering whether to say hello or not, but Quan Ronglian pretended not to know her, which was better. She breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in her heart was finally put down.

   At this moment, Jiang Ning came out.

  Han Xiaoye went up to meet him, a little unhappy, "Xiao Ningzi, did she bully you?"

   "No." Jiang Ning didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart, so he repeated what Mu Xiaoxiao told her just now, and finally sighed, "Actually, she is quite pitiful."

"poor person must have something mean."

Jiang Ning thought about it again, closed his mouth, and changed the subject, "It's half past three, let's go back quickly. Professor Fu's class has already started halfway through, and if we go back now, we should be able to catch up with the second session. ."

  Han Xiaoye couldn't wait for a long time, and dragged Jiang Ning back to A University together. Sure enough, as Jiang Ning said, just in time for the second quarter, after she shouted 'report' at the door of the classroom, Fu Zhiyan looked up at her and let her in.

   In a class, she was quietly admiring the heroic appearance of her kissing husband.

"Financial management is a comprehensive financial service for individuals and families. It includes asset and liability analysis at each stage of a person's life cycle, cash flow budgeting and management, and personal risk management..." Fu Zhiyan's thin lips After a pause, it was impossible to ignore the hot gaze of someone in the penultimate row. Danfeng looked over there, and as expected, he saw the little hooligan holding his face with his hands and looking at him without blinking. He probably looked over at him, and even pouted at him and made a kiss. That movement is very small, and if you don't pay attention, you won't notice her small movements at all. The corners of Fu Zhiyan's mouth twitched suddenly, delighted by the funny expression on the little rascal's pretty face. Thin lips touched up and down, "Next, let's put a video for everyone, watch it carefully, and tell me later what financial management means in your understanding."

   said, he clicked on the projection and played the video. He walked down with the book, just like an ordinary teacher walking around in class.

   But Han Xiaoye knew that he must have come for himself. The corners of his mouth were about to fly up to his ears, and he was extremely happy. I can't wait to dance.

  Fu Zhiyan was indeed coming towards her, but he was standing out of her reach.

   As soon as the video finished playing, he lifted his beautiful eyes and lowered his eyes, "Han Xiaoye, get up and tell me what you understand about financial management."

  what?

ask her? He clearly saw her and only looked at him! He even asked her what financial management is, how would she know!

   She stood up reluctantly, flipped through the book quickly, and kept winking at Jiang Ning beside her. Although Jiang Ning was in a hurry, he was helpless. Everyone knows that Professor Fu's lectures are always different from the theoretical knowledge in the book. The questions he asks, let alone find the answer from the book. Because the answer in the book must be wrong.

  Han Xiaoye cast countless glances, and Jiang Ning shrugged. She gave up, pouted, and planned to break the jar.

   "It's all about trying to make more money."

   This answer is too... blunt.

  The classroom was buzzing, all waiting to see her joke.

  Fu Zhiyan curled the corners of his mouth and walked up to her, "Just trying to find a way to make more money?"

   The person who was originally gloomy and unhappy suddenly shuddered, and tugged the hand under the table that hooked her fingers, and her heartbeat thumped. Obviously just hooked his fingers, but dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at her like this, and this little action in private was like cheating. Exciting to death. In particular, he obviously took the initiative to hook her little hand, but he still had the abstinence and coldness of a serious teacher. That contrast can simply make people's little hearts want to.

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes, scratched the palm of the man's palm, and replied shrewdly, "Financial management is the way to make more money."

   She was excited when the man's big hand suddenly pulled away, her thin lips hooked, she thought she had answered correctly, and then heard Fu Zhiyan's ruthless voice, "Wrong both times, stand and listen to this class."

Depend on!

   lean on!

   There is no such thing! Sichuan Opera doesn't change its face so fast! Isn't she just late for a class? As for taking the initiative to seduce her, and cruelly letting her stand in class?

  Han Xiaoye resented, and looked at the arrogant man with incomparably resentful eyes.

  Unfortunately, Fu Zhiyan has always had a heart of stone, and her little eyes were automatically blocked. Turn around and walk to the podium, not forgetting to tell the correct answer while walking. Slapped Han Xiaoye in the face.

  Han Xiaoye murmured in a small voice, "Stingy, crazy, big bastard..."

   She muttered softly, but her mouth moved, and Fu Zhiyan could see clearly. Thin lips pursed, very ruthless, "You are too annoying to stand there, stand at the door of the classroom."