It sounded like there was a hint of unhappiness in his tone.
She didn't think too much, "Well, Mr. Ye Fan, I want to go back to school."
"Let the driver take you there tomorrow. Nothing else?"
Is it her imagination? There seemed to be a hint of expectation in Ye Fan's voice.
"there is none left."
"so be it."
He hung up the phone and a beeping sound came from the receiver.
Tong Caiwei held her cell phone and texted for a while. That night, she dreamed of Ye Fan again.
It seemed like I was back at Lucifer Manor again.
She stood with Ye Fan, wearing a white wedding dress and surrounded by red roses.
Ye Fan knelt in front of her, holding a ring in his hand, and stared at her affectionately, "Caiwei, marry me and be my wife. I will love you all my life."
Her heart was beating fast, her face was red, and she was about to nod in agreement when Tong Mengqi suddenly rushed out, pushed her to the ground, took Ye Fan's hand, and sneered, "Sister, the only person who can marry Ye Fan is me.
Only I am worthy of him. He is just teasing you. Do you think he really wants to marry you?"
"Mengqi, I did as you asked, are you happy?"
Ye Fan stopped looking at her, turned around, and stared lovingly into her eyes just now. He only looked at Tong Mengqi, put her into his arms, and put the ring in his hand on Tong Mengqi's finger.
When she woke up in the morning, Tong Caiwei thought of the scene in her dream and felt it was ridiculous.
Dreams are just dreams, divorced from reality and so absurd that they make people feel ridiculous.
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"Just park your car here."
Tong Caiwei doesn't want to be too public. She has already made too many enemies in school. If people see her being picked up and dropped off in a luxury car, she doesn't know how many unpleasant rumors will be spread.
"Yes, Miss Tong."
The car was parked outside an alley near the school.
To walk to the school, you need to walk through a long alley.
The morning air was fresh and pure. She took a deep breath, stretched, and walked into the alley.
When they arrived at school, Ling Xiaoxiao pulled her and looked at her for a long time, then pouted and said, "Caiwei, you worry me so much. Your uncle asked someone to come and ask for leave for you. He said that you accidentally hit your head. I
I was so frightened at that time that I originally wanted to visit you, but the people sent by your uncle said it was inconvenient and said that the wound on your head would heal soon and there was no need to visit you."
"I don't know where your uncle lives, so I can't even visit you. Why did you hit your head?"
"Everyone is careless sometimes. Xiaoxiao, don't worry about me. Since I'm here at school, everything will be fine."
Ling Xiaoxiao reached out and touched the pink mark on her forehead, and sighed, "You have always been so confused. I still remember when we were walking together when we were young, you would suddenly fall down, and the injury on your forehead looked like
It's healed, but the scar hasn't gone away yet. You must apply medicine on time to make the scar go away."
Tong Caiwei held her hand and said softly, "Yes, I will. Okay, let's not talk anymore. It's time to go to class."
Ling Xiaoxiao nodded. The two of them met every day anyway, so they had plenty of time to chat.
The day passed quickly.
What made Tong Caiwei happy was that she had a very quiet day.
Finally, no more sarcastic comments were heard, and no one caused trouble for her.