The wall was not covered with lime, and the bricks were originally like this, and they were neatly stacked.

This wall...

So strange!

Ye Huian stood there and looked at the wall for a long time. Suddenly, a murderous gaze shot from behind him, and he turned around subconsciously, "Haha, isn't this Zhuang Tingting?"

"Who asked you to come here?" Zhuang Tingting's eyes flashed slightly on the brick wall, and her voice was a little nervous.

"If you have any rules, I can't come?" Ye Huian raised the book in his hand and raised his eyebrows lightly.

Zhuang Tingting looked at the books in her hand for two more times. There was a row of traditional Chinese. If she remembered correctly, those books were specially taught how to convert simplified and traditional Chinese characters.

"What is your relationship with Ze?" Withdrew his gaze, Zhuang Tingting looked for a high stool and sat down, still looking at Ye Hui'an with a proud look.

Ye Huian smiled lightly and blinked at Zhuang Tingting mysteriously, "You guess?"

"Hehe, it's my man named Zhuang Tingting. I advise you that if you want to continue in the entertainment industry, let me leave Ze's sight now."

Isn't this woman having some conjectures?

Ye Huian complained silently, turned to face the bookshelf, his eyes wandering on it.

She was wearing an old-fashioned women's suit, with her head high and her head covered with bare face, but she was even more beautiful than those actresses with heavy makeup.

Especially, this woman's skin was really good to the extreme. At this moment, she stood there casually, her whole body full of nobleness.

For some reason, Zhuang Tingting suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was so noble and could not be compared with her.

Realizing that she was lost, Zhuang Tingting suddenly tightened her five fingers and was upset. She was almost fascinated by a woman, especially that woman was her rival.

Ye Huian naturally didn't know that Zhuang Tingting had turned a dozen turns in her heart in this short time. Seeing that Zhuang Tingting had no intention of leaving, Ye Huian was too lazy to continue staying there.

What's strange is that Zhuang Tingting didn't make things difficult for her, but sat there for some time. She lowered her head slightly, her eyes shining with a starry sky.

When going downstairs, Ye Huian couldn't help but look at the wall again. It was strange, it was so strange.

*

In the car, Si Jingyu seemed to be very busy today. He was reading a book full of notes with his knees, and Mark kept calling one after another.

Ye Huian moved a little awkwardly, and the three books placed on his knee fell down. As soon as he bent down to pick them up, he saw Si Jingyu looking at him.

"Young Master, are you in trouble?"

"You don't watch?"

"Ah?" Ye Huian blinked, "What are you looking at?"

"Book."

Book? Ye Huian subconsciously looked at the book in his hand and turned his head slightly, "Young Master, are you asking me to read these three books?"

"Low culture, learn more." Si Jingyu summarized and continued to read his script.

Low culture...Is this saying that she has no culture?

Ye Huian's mouth twitched, she was a talented woman, a talented woman!

OK, just take a look, I have nothing to do anyway.

When I opened the book, there were dense small characters in it, arranged neatly, but the fonts of those characters were never seen by Ye Hui'an before, and they were slender and formal, so that a lot of words could be written on one page!
Chapter completed!