The big class in the afternoon was about the history of Chinese and foreign clothing. It was really drowsy given the weather outside.
But on the podium, when the old professor talked about "crossing the right lapel and buckling the belt", his eyes lit up.
Tang Yili sat in the corner of the lecture theater. After copying the last line of notes, he took out his mobile phone from Dior's flowery tote bag and sent Jun Pang a "Sorry" expression.
It was a not-so-serious little rabbit with crooked ears, and an orange carrot flew out of the screen.
The video of Zhao Meilun drowning was sent to her by Jun Pang.
He originally got it from someone else.
Because it contained the part about him saving people, Jun Pang cut it out and sent it to Tang Yili, along with the text——
[Look, you made a scene and almost drowned me.]
After all, Tang Yili only watched this ten-second video. She knew that Jun Pang was good at water, so she thought he was in Versailles, so she added another sentence.
【Okay! I know you were a hero and saved the beauty last night.】
Little did I know that a whole night had passed, and Jun Pang came back in seconds.
[I’m not kidding you. If someone hadn’t taken advantage of us last night, I would have invited you to attend Zhao Meilun and I’s funeral today. To be honest, Master Li still cares about you, otherwise he wouldn’t have killed Zhao Meilun.
Lit up.]
[I have explained the cause and effect to you. How about you forgive Li Jiaoyang? 】
Does cheating count as a concern?!
If you don’t care, why don’t you find someone else to talk to you?!
Pooh!
Tang Yili replied: [If you mention Li Jiaoyang again, I will block you.]
After sending this message, Tang Yili continued copying the writing on the blackboard.
Jun Pang and Li Jiaoyang are in the same department of economics and trade, so they might sit at the same desk in class. This information is most likely written by Li Jiaoyang.
The phone was turned upside down with only a trace of power left. Tang Yili let it linger and continued to concentrate on class.
After class, Tang Yili followed the flow of people and walked out. The tall and bright corridor was filled with people.
Tang Yili didn't want to climb the stairs, so she stood in the lobby waiting for the elevator, but she didn't want to be glanced at by someone around her.
The breakup was so bad that Tang Yili didn't want to pay attention to the gossipers, but the two girls behind him became louder and louder.
One said: "Did you see that you are still such a dick after being dumped?"
Another said: "After all, she is also the daughter of the Fengtang Group."
"Yes, this is probably the first time that Miss Li has been poached. I see that Mr. Li's new girlfriend is driving in her car."
"Hey, get in her man first, then get in her car -"
The surrounding air suddenly became quiet.
Tang Yili wanted to continue listening, but found that the two girls had stopped talking. She turned around and saw Li Jiaoyang walking over at some point.
Standing 1.87 meters tall, he was wearing a black shirt and slacks, with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing a section of Burberry's special cuffs. When he glanced at the two girls with his sharp eyes, he did look a bit domineering.
mean.
Almost everyone is timid.
"Ali."
He had just finished class and came over immediately, "Why didn't you reply when I sent you a message?"
Tang Yili didn't want to say anything more. When the elevator arrived, she was about to get on, so she asked Li Jiaoyang to hold her shoulders.
"Let's talk."
"unnecessary……"
Without any explanation, Tang Yili was dragged away by Li Jiaoyang and walked out against the flow of people.
People around him were afraid of Li Jiaoyang's domineering behavior and all gave way to him.
The two went to the top terrace.
There is only one server room there, which provides information services for the whole school. Except for maintenance, few people come here.
Tang Yili broke free from the restraint and held her left wrist with her right hand. A red mark made her angry, and she glared at Li Jiaoyang.
"I thought we had made it clear about our breakup."
"I thought Fatty Jun had explained it clearly to you." Li Jiaoyang clamped Tang Yili's shoulders with his hands again, and looked at her with his extraordinary height, "But it seems not."
Tang Yili turned away, not even wanting to look at him.
Li Jiaoyang felt helpless as if his fist was hitting cotton.
"Ah Li, I compensated Zhao Meilun for that car purely because of what happened last night." He softened his tone and bent down to submit to her.
"She and I were just playing around from beginning to end. You are the one I want to marry."
Tang Yili raised her head and looked directly at him, her beautiful eyes quickly shining.
In just half a year, how could she change from "You are the person I like" in Li Jiaoyang's words to "You are the person I want to marry"?
Is this an upgrade of status or a cessation of emotion?
Tang Yili couldn't explain clearly either.
But there was one thing she had to explain clearly.
"I don't have to marry you, Li Jiaoyang. From the moment you cheated, we ended. Please go back and make it clear to your family that the responsibility for the breakup is yours, not mine. Don't let your dad cause trouble for my dad."
"You know you're afraid of my dad," Li Jiaoyang chuckled and suddenly let go of his hand.
He looked at Tang Yili's wary eyes and licked his lips.
"Baby, you have to recognize the reality. As long as I say continue, no one can stop this marriage."
Tang Yili's eyes widened: "Then what do you mean?"
"It means that if I don't break up, you will still be mine. In University A and in Beijing, I will see who dares to touch Li Jiaoyang's girl."