"Bad dad, stinky dad..." Ye Duoer dragged her luggage on the way to Annan University and kept scolding her dad who insisted on letting her study in some aristocratic school. In fact, she
She felt very white in her heart. Her father did this because he didn't want her to be with Zhang Yang. When she thought of Zhang Yang, Ye Duoer's face was filled with happiness. She didn't even hear the horn sound behind her, so she still dragged her along.
The luggage was walking back and forth in the middle of the road.
The person in the car behind was very impatient, but because of the route Ye Duoer walked, he couldn't pass. He could only honk the horn angrily, and the uninterrupted sound of the horn finally pulled the wandering Ye Duoer back.
, she turned around and saw the horn of a Porsche behind her blaring continuously. She knew that she was blocking someone's way, so she leaned over, but the car behind her came too fast, and Ye Duoer hadn't reacted yet.
, the car had driven away from her at a close distance, and Ye Duoer was so frightened that she patted her chest to calm down her heart. After calming down, Ye Duoer recalled the people in the car that had just passed by, as if she had seen them somewhere.
, and the expression on his face was speechless.
"New classmates, new classmates, come here, come to us...come to us..." As soon as Ye Duoer entered the school, he was pulled by two girls, no, two groups of girls, what happened...
.
"Don't worry, I got her first." A girl said to the girl on the other side of Ye Duoer.
"You just let me go. She must like our new classmate, Mr. Fan, am I right?"
Facing Ye Duoer, who was smiling happily with her, she was confused: "This...I..."
"She doesn't know how. She must like our Young Master Leng."
"I like Mr. Fan..."
"I like Young Master Leng..."
"I like Mr. Fan..."
"I like Young Master Leng..."
The two groups of girls were arguing in front of Ye Duo'er with faces red in the face. Ye Duo'er couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Shut up, everyone."
This shouting really had an effect, and both parties stopped.
When Ye Duoer saw both parties stopped, she said, "Who can tell me what's going on?"
"Is such that...."
"For me, it's like this..."
One person said something, the other said another, but Ye Duo'er didn't hear a word: "Stop, you come and tell me." Ye Duo'er pointed to someone and said.
"We are Mr. Fan's club and our supporters. They are Mr. Leng's. We want you to join."
"We also want you to join..."
"she is...."
After hearing the previous sentence, Ye Duoer thought, what kind of school is this? How could there be such a thing? Did I come to a university? Is this the characteristic of an aristocratic school? No, this stinky dad was all caused by you...
.Um...hey...
"You said, you join that one?"
"Yes, you mean that?"
"Is it okay if I don't join?" Ye Duoer really doesn't want to join such a boring club.
A group of people said in unison: "No."
"Then..." Ye Duoer thought about a Young Master Fan and a Young Master Leng. Judging from the name, Young Master Fan is better. That Young Master Leng must be as his name suggests. He is very cold, just like the guy just now. How could he think of him?
Woolen cloth.
"I choose Mr. Fan."
"Great, you are welcome to join. Come over here to complete the formalities." Ye Duoer didn't know that this decision would change her life.