Chen Ling gently opened the quilt, got out of bed, and even washed and put on makeup without making too much noise.
It was gray when she got up, and it was less than six o'clock, but she had to get ready to meet an important client.
She didn't want to wake up Lin Ze who was sleeping soundly, nor did she want the two of them to be in an awkward and speechless state. She harassed him last night because of impulsiveness, and Lin Ze came because he drank too much and felt a little depressed. Last night, the two of them hit it off right away, but now, there will be countless embarrassments and embarrassments when getting along face to face. Chen Ling doesn't want to put any burden on Lin Ze. She has been working hard to do this.
click,
When Chen Ling left the room and gently closed the door, Lin Ze, who was pretending to be asleep, finally opened his eyes.
A touch of loneliness appeared on his face, he turned over and got out of bed,
She didn't wake up Lin Ze. He could guess Chen Ling's thoughts, so he pretended to sleep until Chen Ling left a kiss on his cheek, closed the door and left, then opened his eyes.
Everyone's life is not allowed to be criticized by others. No amount of gesticulation can change their attitude. Lin Ze has never dissuaded Chen Ling. He has no position and no qualifications to dissuade. He is not the kind of person who likes to evaluate from a superior perspective. The only thing Lin Ze can do is to support others, the annoying guy who guides others, what kind of life Chen Ling chooses, as a friend who is not a friend, and a lover who is not a lover, but still silently,
Chen Ling wants to make money, and she wants to earn enough wealth to be able to be popular even if she doesn't work for the rest of her life.
She was still angry with her father who once took out a wad of money and smashed it in her mother's face. He became a billionaire at the age of thirty, so Chen Ling made up her mind to reach his height before she was thirty. ,
She wanted that hateful father to know that not all women care about your dirty money. If you can do it, you can do it if you love me.
She also wants her mother to know that women do not have to be men's accessories. Women can also live a wonderful and proud life on their own.
She has too many reasons to take the path of her choice. Even Lin Ze cannot change the trajectory of her life.
After entering the bathroom, Lin Ze turned on the spray and took a shower.
Through the clear and smooth mirror, Lin Ze could see his lean body without any fat. Different from his pale face, the skin on his body was a healthy wheat color. It was forged by the rain and sun in the past few years and was criss-crossed. His scars remind Lin Ze all the time that his life is not beautiful, but it is not full of tragedy. Every scar has paid off for him, even if in the eyes of some people, this so-called The reward was too cheap, too worthless, but for Lin Ze, it was enough.
Who can gain as much as he pays? God is fair sometimes, but there are also times when he is dozing off.
I took a shower, lit a cigarette, left a note on the bedside table, got dressed and left.
It was less than seven o'clock when we went out, and the sky was not completely clear. There were cleaning ladies occasionally walking by the roadside. White-collar workers who were far away from the company were also hurriedly eating express breakfast and catching the bus and subway, but Lin Ze was walking around leisurely. On the road, he was in no hurry to return to the Han family. Anyway, Han Xiaoyi always went to the company recently. Not only on the road, but also in the company, there were a large number of bodyguards following her. Lin Ze was not overly worried about her safety. In addition, the Han family had Chen Laizi. This kind of top-notch master in black and white robes has no pressure to fight alone. When Lin Ze went back, he just squatted in the living room and watched TV to pass the boring time.
Lin Ze is satisfied with his current life. When he is busy, his life is indeed in danger at any time, but when he is at ease, he can also be as relaxed and savor every aspect of life as retired or top Wall Street giants who wear casual clothes and ride bicycles. detail,
A man who has faced the risk of losing everything countless times can always be grateful for life and that he is still alive. This is the case for Lin Ze.
At eight o'clock sharp, after wandering around for an hour and finishing his cigarettes, Lin Ze bought a pack of Zhongnanhai light cigarettes at a convenience store. To Lin Ze, they were not much different from women's cigarettes. He couldn't even smell the nicotine in them. But they are not available everywhere in Changbai Mountain. The ones he smokes are specially purchased.
After smoking a cigarette, I ate a bowl of beef noodles and a cage of siomai at a breakfast shop. After paying the bill, an idea flashed through my mind. I remembered that I hadn’t gone back to Yanyuan for a while. There was a person who made a promise to me there. girl is studying hard,
I caught a taxi and went straight to Yanyuan.
The campus is different from any place in society. It is simple and clean. Even if it is called a small society university, it can still make Lin Ze, who has a mental age of an uncle, feel a touch of greenness.
"It's great to be young..."
Brother Xiao Lin, who was pretending to be a rival, stepped into the gate and walked towards the school.
It was already past morning self-study, and it was the time for the first class. Although Lin Ze slept during class and ate after class, he still roughly remembered what class he had today, so he didn’t linger too much and went straight to the classroom.
Because it is a lecture theater for large classes, there are always some students who have no place to sit in or fall in love. They just choose a classroom to play with their fingers under the table. No one cares about Lin Ze who sneaks in from the back door. He just picks it casually. A back seat, searching for familiar figures among the students in the front row,
The girl's dress has not changed much since she left high school and entered college. She is still so demure, with a simple hairpin tied up with a full head of black silk, clean and plain clothes, and no extra fancy accessories, like a girl in a sea of books. Like an elf, one cannot bear to blaspheme,
Her eyes sometimes stayed on the podium, and sometimes she lowered her head to take notes. She was focused and serious, which was completely different from the attitude of nearby students towards learning.
Lin Ze stared at the girl's back with a smile. He did not send any harassing text messages or ask anyone to pass notes. He knew that girls usually turned off their phones during class and were more self-conscious than passengers on airplanes.
After watching for a while, Lin Ze, whose eyes were a little sore, glanced left and right, on the one hand to relieve fatigue, and on the other hand, he looked at the appearance of the students nearby.
This didn't matter, and Lin Ze was immediately confused.
When did the Chinese Department have so many beautiful girls? Please note that when the first conference was held, Lin Ze studied with the three animals in the dormitory. Except for Dong Xiaowan, a very talented girl, the other girls' looks were above average, and many were still average. At the lower level, not to mention Lin Ze, who has a vicious eye, even the hungry and wretched otakus like Eyebrow Buns sneer at him. But today, when I look at it, there are actually a lot of soft girls at the upper-middle level. What's going on? The Chinese department has suddenly emerged. Have you vigorously recruited foreign aid?
Lin Ze also found that the eyes of these girls did not stay on the podium, but were all looking at a certain angle. He looked along, his expression changed slightly, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth,
It turns out that Young Master Chen was present, so no wonder it attracted so many wild bees and butterflies.
But what is he doing here?
A thought popped into Lin Ze's mind. This invulnerable young man seemed to be interested in Xiao Wan. Could it be because of her?
Lin Ze didn't think much about it, just waiting to meet up with Dong Cainv after class.
Ding ding ding~
The end of class bell rang in anticipation of countless students who were so bored that their balls ached. Some students who had slept so hard that their desks were all covered with sweat during class suddenly got up as if they had been beaten to death, and started to fight and talk nonsense. But the girl took out another notebook from her bag and rewrote the notes she had taken during class. The joking and joking of her classmates did not affect her, including Chen Yifei, who was walking towards her gracefully.
Many girls saw their favorite Prince Charming and still didn't look at them. Instead, they walked towards the most talented girl in the Chinese department who was so quiet that she didn't have any words to say. They felt three parts resentment, three parts jealousy, and the other four parts. It's envy, envy for the princess-like treatment Dong Xiaowan enjoys, and even more envy for her demure aura and dreamy pure beauty.
What man would not love this gentle, reserved, shy and quiet girl, but would like those crazy, dark girls?
Even if everyone has their own preferences, Dong Cainu, a graceful woman who has been loved in China for thousands of years, is always the first choice for men.
This is already the hundredth time that Chen Yifei walks towards Dong Xiaowan.
His initiative and the hidden meaning behind it are impossible for even a woman who is confused to figure out.
Similarly, women seemed to have expected Dong Cainü’s attitude quite habitually.
When Chen Yifei greeted Dong Xiaowan warmly, the latter just nodded lightly and continued to write notes quietly.
But this time, Chen Yifei did not say hello and leave as usual. Instead, he glanced down at what Dong Xiaowan had written and asked in confusion: "Why do you always make two copies of your notes? Is it the roommate's request?"
"No." Dong Xiaowan has never been an aggressive girl. She is as gentle as a spring water. She cannot be hard-hearted to hurt anyone's face. As long as her bottom line is not touched, she can always treat anyone gently and tactfully. chat,
The confusion on Chen Yifei's face slowly dissipated, replaced by an inexplicable meaning, and he said in a leisurely tone: "He has dropped out of school."
"What does it matter?" This time, Dong Xiaowan put down the pen, slowly raised her head, a persistent smile appeared on her pure and soft white cheeks, and said, "I am willing and like to write two copies, even if he doesn't I know how to read it, but he always promised to accept it, isn’t that enough?”
It was also a very non-aggressive response, but it could give Chen Yifei the heaviest blow.
But if Chen Yifei is the kind of man who immediately stops when he is rejected, he is not worthy of becoming the number one young lady in Yanjing. He just nodded and said with a smile: "Girls who persist are always more appreciated." He paused and said again. He smiled like a spring breeze and said, "I'm not just saying hello to you this time. I hope you can accept my request."
"I'm sorry." Dong Xiaowan said softly, "I will not accept any invitation from you."
"You didn't even listen to my request." Chen Yifei smiled and said,
"Because I can only say sorry for any request you have."
"My original intention is just to ask you to help me comment on a calligraphy I copied. I know that your calligraphy is enough to make Yanyuan proud." Chen Yifei magically took out a piece of fine rice paper, which was filled with dense writing. He picked up Chen Yifei's original work, then threw it on the desk and placed it in Dong Xiaowan's sight.
Dong Xiaowan felt quite uncomfortable with Chen Yifei's move.
She is gentle and friendly, but it does not mean that she can accept the coercion of others. As far as the eye can see, she finds that Chen Yifei's calligraphy is much better than expected. A trace of anger first flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then surprise, but only for calligraphy. Appreciation has no other meaning,
Those who study in the Chinese Department have more or less some understanding of calligraphy. Even if they cannot write Chen Yifei's vigorous yet restrained handwriting, they still have basic appreciation skills. Even the teacher on the podium who is highly accomplished in calligraphy showed his face. With admiration, he secretly commented that this Yanyuan celebrity is indeed an all-round talent. Not only is he not as arrogant and domineering as the ordinary rich second and third generation ancestors, but he also has extremely high inner cultivation. He is truly an extraordinary person.
He felt a little unworthy of Chen Yifei. No matter how good Dong Xiaowan was, this young master from an aristocratic family with an outrageous family background was not worthy of her in any way. No matter how reserved and reserved he was, he could still express his feelings to some extent.
"Very good." Dong Xiaowan slowly raised her head and said in a calm tone,
"Can you please leave your handwriting on it? This calligraphy is for you." Chen Yifei said softly, not feeling any shame in saying this in public.
Dong Xiaowan frowned slightly and was about to say something when a joking voice came from behind him: "Young Master Chen, can I stay for Xiaowan?"
