"You kid——" Grandma smiled so much that her face wrinkled into a flower.
Yang Bai coughed hard.
Yang Zimei smiled, sat back down, ate breakfast in a hurry, and prepared to take Zi Xi to school.
Yang Qing followed him out and asked uneasily, "Niuniu, spending four thousand yuan a month to let grandparents go to the club is really expensive. I'm afraid our family can't afford it."
"Dad, don't worry, I will be responsible for all expenses. And, starting from today, I will have clients come to me every day for Feng Shui and other things, so I shouldn't be short of money anymore." Yang Zimei consoled her.
Yang Qing's face became solemn, "Niuniu, although our family is short of money, my father still doesn't want you, as a girl, to do things like magic sticks. That will make people think. Moreover, this kind of spying on secrets
There are too many things that change your destiny against nature, which will eventually harm yourself. Dad just hopes that you can grow up normally like other girls, or that you can learn antique knowledge from Mr. Song."
"Dad, don't worry, I will know how to protect myself." Seeing his father who cared so much about him, Yang Zimei was very moved.
"well--"
Yang Qing knew that his daughter would not listen to him, so he could only sigh slightly.
*
Yang Zimei held Yang Zixi's hand and watched her jumping into the school gate, then turned towards Nancheng Middle School where she was.
Not far behind her, in a black van, a pair of eyes stared at her retreating figure, then got out of the van and walked into the school.
As soon as Yang Zimei walked to the school gate, he heard the jingling of bicycle bells behind him.
Min Gang, wearing white clothes and trousers, parked in front of her on his red bicycle and raised an extremely happy smile towards her.
The golden light of the morning sun fell on his soft hair, reflecting his innocent and handsome smile, making Yang Zimei suddenly think of the little prince.
Haha, yes, in the previous life, Min Gang was exactly the prince she wanted to get close to, but never dared to get close to him.
Now, he still looks like a prince, but she is no longer the humble street goddess in her previous life.
"Zimei, come up, I'll take you."
Min Gang said to her expectantly.
That day, Long Zhutian's words about not being allowed to ride on his bicycle were like a curse that tightly trapped her, causing her to involuntarily shake her head and refuse, "No, thank you, I'll just walk in."
"Although we have arrived at the door, we are still far from the teaching building." Hearing her rejection again, Min Gang's expectant heart was disappointed and he said unwillingly.
"I prefer walking." Yang Zimei still refused.
Many students in the past, especially those female students, naturally stopped to take a look when they saw the school idol in their eyes. They saw that Min Gang, who had always ignored girls and was very arrogant, actually took the initiative to show his kindness to Yang Zimei.
She was sitting on the back seat of a bicycle, and I was really envious and jealous.
"Who is she?" someone began to ask in a low voice.
"It's the transfer student who made a big fuss last time and was photographed with a boy in the classroom."
"Is it her? The last one was said to be a rumor. I heard that she was doing acupuncture on that man."
"Who knows? How old is she? Acupuncture is not so easy to learn, right?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore. The classmate who talked nonsense last time seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. His tongue was pulled by a ghost. It was so scary."