Although University C is a first-class university in City C, Qian Lianxia's original intention of coming here is to live a safe and ordinary university career. Therefore, the students in University C only know that Qian Lianxia is a student from an ordinary family.
She has a title, Qian Lianxia, and now she has officially become the flower of the Department of Economics and Finance of C University. Of course, this title is awarded by all the classmates and has nothing to do with a certain woman's narcissism. And of course, Qian Lianxia
Even Fu Xiaonian, a best friend and best friend, didn't know about his identity.
After getting on the bus with Fu Xiaonian and waving goodbye, Qian Lianxia spent another ten minutes detouring into her villa.
A slender man in a white suit holds his hands and leans on the railing outside the balcony garden on the second floor. The white crocheted railings set off the white beauties. When the wind picks up, a piece of white clothes rustles, which is the most moving thing in the world.
The scenery of the soul.
A corner of Qian Lianxia's heart softened a little. She walked into the villa, put down her bag and went up to the second floor.
She sneaked up behind the man in white, preparing to scare him. As she got closer and closer, Qian Lianxia's doubts deepened. "Brother Shang Xuan, what are you thinking about?"
Qian Lianxia poked her head out from behind him and complained, "Why don't you know when I'm walking in or out? If I am a bad person today, then you are not very dangerous." She shook her head and winked at him.
When Situ Shangxuan turned around and saw her, he seemed to be surprised, and his hands immediately held hers reflexively, and said with urgency, "Corridge, you are back,"
His long, cold, snow-like eyes looked at her whole body nervously, and then looked straight into her eyes, "Are you okay, are you okay, I've heard about it, I'm sorry, it's all because I didn't protect you.
Good on you,”
Qian Lianxia stupidly listened to Situ Shangxuan's series of words that she had never said before. Unexpectedly, Situ Shangxuan's long arms suddenly hugged her in his arms. His hot breath was above her, "Porridge"
Porridge, you can cry if you want, don't hold it in. It's Brother Shangxuan's fault. I thought he was serious about you, and I thought I could let you go as long as you were happy. Now I realize I was wrong.
How outrageous.”
Qian Lianxia stretched out her hand several times to push him away, but after trying several times, it still didn't work, so she just let him hold her still.
It's really strange, why is she crying, and who is he?
On a warm winter day, on a warm winter day, Qianlian leaned on the counter of a specialty store with her chin in her hands and looked at the sun outside. The weather was really nice. She yawned lazily and waited for a certain beauty in the fitting room.
A narcissistic woman changes her clothes to appear on camera.
Fu Xiaonian, a scumbag among women, was dragged to go shopping early in the morning. Now she was not only very tired, but also very sleepy, extremely sleepy.
As soon as a yawn came up, Qian Lianxia opened her mouth and let out a very uncivilized sound. Fu Xiaonian's family is considered to be middle class. His father is a university professor and his mother is a high school dance teacher. However, it is a pity that this guy has not learned at all.
Realizing that her parents' few advantages were that they were squanderers and were imbecile in learning, Qian Lianxia once suspected that she had gotten into University C through the back door.
Fu Xiaonian put on a bright yellow dress, turned narcissistically in front of Qian Lianxia, raised her small chin and raised her orchid fingers, "Xia, how about it, girl, I'm beautiful, right?"
"Beautiful, of course beautiful," Qian Lianxia was purely perfunctory, "The charm of Fu Xiaonian's children's shoes is simply better than that of Xi Shi and Chang'e. Why aren't they beautiful?"
"Dead Xia, you actually compare me to a dead person!" Fu Xiaonian screamed, and Qian Lianxia's palms were pinched and pulled to both sides by her.
"It hurts...it hurts," Qian Lianxia slapped away a certain woman's paw, "Okay, okay, I praise you and you still hate it, let go, let go!"
Qian Lianxia rubbed the flesh on both sides of her forehead bitterly, looking up to the sky and sighing, what kind of bad luck did she have in her life to make such a bad friend.
"Humph, let's see if you dare next time," Fu Xiaonian raised her lips proudly and ordered the clerk on the side: "Wrap it up for me. I also want the dress I tried on just now."
Qian Lianxia bumped into Fu Xiaonian, her eyes narrowed, "You girl, you have more money to spend, right? You even bought two of them!"
"Idiot Xia, that one is for you!" Fu Xiaonian poked Qian Lianxia's forehead with his index finger, "My friend Fu Xiaonian, of course I share the blessings."
Qian Lianxia was just about to say no, but Fu Xiaonian quickly swiped the card and made a childish gesture.
Qian Lianxia's heart felt as warm as her lungs. It turned out that the dress she just tried on was actually for her. She has many dresses that are hundreds of times more expensive than this one, but none of her friends are as good as Fu Xiaonian.
There were two clerks in the store, one had finished swiping his card and was placing an order, and the other was actually reading a magazine, and the laughter of "chichi" kept coming.
Fu Xiaonian's brows immediately raised and he patted the table in front of her, "Hey, do you have a service attitude like yours? Didn't you see that your colleague is busy? Why don't you wrap up the clothes for me quickly?"
Perhaps he had never seen such a fierce customer with such a sense of justice. The shocked eyes of the clerk who was reading the magazine met Fu Xiaonian's fierce gaze, and he immediately put down the magazine and ran to pack clothes.
"What are you reading so fascinatedly?" Fu Xiaonian chirped and took the magazine on the counter. There was a man and a woman in the magazine. The bright red title appeared on the page. Fu Xiaonian's eyes immediately lit up, "Wow.
Damn, where did this handsome guy come from? He’s so stylish!”
Suddenly, she slapped her head and realized: "Isn't this man the one I told you one day that he is very similar to your man?"
She pointed her thin and thin elbow toward Qian Lianxia's chest, "Hey, look at it, don't they look alike?"
Qian Lianxia was so hurt by her strong impact that she almost burst into tears, "Boss, can you be gentler? I'm a little girl, and I can't stand such explosive 'gentleness' from you."
Fu Xiaonian's magazine had been handed over, and her eyes, filled with tears in pain, turned around casually and touched the clear and charming face of the man in the magazine.
At that moment, her limbs and facial features were stiff, the blood slowly drained from her face, and her eyes grew bigger and bigger.
There was sunshine outside the window, bit by bit, and the streets were filled with the happy faces of lovers, and the laughter filled her ears, but she could hardly hear a sound in her ears, and she focused almost all her attention on the magazine.
He took the magazine almost tremblingly and held it tighter and tighter.
There is a man and a woman in the photo. The woman smiles sweetly like a flower, and the man is pure and charming. A striking caption stands above it, "Long (Ye) Shengge, the new crown prince of the Long family, will marry the family's royal daughter, Princess Ji, in five days."