There are five days of classes a week, but there are no morning classes only on Friday morning. Not only are there no morning classes, but there are no classes all morning.
After returning to the room on Thursday night, Qiao Yuxian found a TV series and decided not to watch it until ten o'clock tomorrow.
Then she went to bed at two in the morning and was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone at around six in the morning.
She covered herself with a quilt and pretended not to hear, but her cell phone rang until it automatically hung up and then rang again soon after.
Qiao Yuxian was covered with quilt. After a few seconds, he stretched out an arm, took the cell phone from the bedside table, and then retracted into the quilt.
She answered the phone under the quilt, her voice muffled: "Who is it?"
"Aren't you up yet?" It was Zhao Meng's voice.
Qiao Yuxian was silent for a while and said, "I don't have morning classes. What's the matter?"
Zhao Meng's voice was calm, but with a fierceness that wanted to make a fool of someone: "The post I shared with you yesterday."
"Are you feeling hot all of a sudden?" Qiao Yuxian was obviously not very awake yet, her voice was vague.
"That post was not popular," Zhao Meng said angrily, "but there was a new one early last night with high-definition pictures. It was very popular. It was discussed all night last night, and more people are discussing it this morning."
"Do you really have a picture?" Qiao Yuxian said quietly.
"I've shared it with you, please hurry up and take a look." Zhao Mengdao said, "I always feel like someone is pushing it behind the scenes."
"Okay. Don't be angry," Qiao Yuxian whispered, "I will handle it."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yuxian pulled the other pillow on the bed into the quilt, held it in his arms, and wanted to continue sleeping.
But after trying hard for two minutes, my head felt dizzy, but I couldn't fall asleep.
She sat up, took her phone, and looked at the post shared by Zhao Meng.
It's the same account as the one who posted yesterday, and she still talks about how she dated three men in two days. The only difference is that this time there are pictures.
Qiao Yuxian looked at every picture.
There were photos of Meng Yan picking her up from school and opening the door for her, and there were photos of Shang Chen picking her up that afternoon.
That afternoon, Shang Chen waited outside the car with a cold face, attracting the attention of many people.
Different cars, different people.
There were three men in two days, and the third man was Jiang Shouzhuo.
The photo taken was of Jiang Shouzhuo holding roses and a gift box as he went to the classroom to find her. It seemed to be taken from the back door of the classroom.
The photo in the classroom was taken from the surveillance camera. It captured the car keys given to her by Jiang Shouzhuo.
Later, there were photos of her and Jiang Shouzhuo leaving the classroom, meeting Qiao Lechu outside the classroom, and photos of her and Jiang Shouzhuo leaving the teaching building empty-handed.
After reading the photos, Qiao Yuxian scrolled through the comments again.
Early in the morning, my blood pressure almost shot up.
[It turned out that he was so playful in private and so blatant that he brought it directly to the school. It really embarrasses Peking University.]
[How dare she do it, one day at a time, it’s really disgusting.]
[Jiang Shouzhuo has been chasing her for a semester, and she has been fishing for others. After accepting the gift, he was still being fucked by other men outside. It was so dirty.]
[And this man was snatched from her sister’s hands. I’ll go! Look at Qiao Lechu’s appearance, he’s so pitiful that I feel uncomfortable even through the screen.]
[She also has a really wide range of tastes. She has a white face and a smiling tiger, and a black face and a tough guy. She can accompany one of them in one night, which is awesome.]
[What can a few pick-up and drop-off photos show? They are all educated people, but their thoughts are so dirty.]
[You have a holy mind, then tell me, who are these two people who drove her to pick her up in a luxury car? Are they his driver? Look at that license plate number, are the Qiao family qualified to have such a license plate number? Don’t argue with me
It is said that online car-hailing services allow you to book luxury cars within two days of each other.]
[If her family had such conditions, in her junior year, she would take a taxi or ride an electric scooter?]
[Maybe there are other reasons. I don’t think Qiao Yuxian is such a person. And she never accepted Jiang Shouzhuo’s gifts every time.]
[It was not worth the money as a gift before, but why did I accept the car as a gift? The car is a limited edition in the world and cannot be bought with money.]
[How do you know she accepted it?]
[Jiang Shouzhuo left empty-handed. Didn’t he give it to her? Who did he give it to?]
There are also those who speak more harshly and involve sensitive words, so they are blocked.
Reading through the comments early in the morning, Qiao Yuxian was so angry that he woke up.
After Gu Yanjing finished exercising, she went back to her room to take a shower, wash up, changed her clothes and came out. She took a look at Qiao Yuxian's room and went downstairs.
As soon as he arrived in the living room, Aunt Mei came out of the dining room, walked to him, and whispered: "Young Master Gu, Miss Qiao seems to be in a bad mood."
Gu Yanjing looked at her.
Aunt Mei looked in the direction of the restaurant.
Gu Yanjing thought she was still asleep.
When he walked to the door of the restaurant, he saw someone lying on the dining table.
Wearing light pink pajamas, her legs are together, her feet are on the cross brace under the chair, her arms are pillowed under her face, the back of her head is facing the door of the restaurant, and her dark hair is hanging down.
Much like a child.
Gu Yanjing walked to sit opposite her.
Hearing the voice, Qiao Yuxian sat up straight and looked at him.
His eyelids were drooped, his mouth was pouted, and his whole body looked wilted.
Aunt Mei brought breakfast over, and Gu Yanjing asked: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Yuxian reached out and took out a hard-boiled egg, rubbed it in his hands, and said wilfully, "I haven't woken up yet."
Gu Yanjing looked at her, and after a while asked quietly: "Are you in a bad mood?"
"Yeah." There were red bloodshot eyes in Qiao Yuxian's eyes, "I can't wake up, and I feel very unhappy."
"What time did you go to bed?" Gu Yanjing asked.
Qiao Yuxian raised her eyelids and glanced at him, then lowered her eyes and peeled off the egg shell without saying anything.
Gu Yanjing didn't ask any more questions.
When the two of them finished breakfast quietly and returned to the living room, Meng Yan was already waiting for Gu Yanjing in the living room.
Seeing the two of them, Meng Yan respectfully shouted: "Master Gu, madam."
Qiao Yuxian looked at Meng Yan, feeling a little strange about his name.
Meng Yan took out an envelope from his suit pocket and handed it to Gu Yanjing with both hands: "Young Master Gu, this is what you want."
Gu Yanjing took it and gave it directly to Qiao Yuxian.
Qiao Yuxian was still wondering about the title "Mrs." when an envelope suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she was stunned for a moment.
Taking it in confusion, she looked at Gu Yanjing, her eyes bigger than before: "What is this? Divorce agreement?"
Gu Yanjing: "."
Meng Yan lowered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Seeing his reaction, Qiao Yuxian guessed again: "Postnuptial agreement?"
Gu Yanjing's clear and sharp voice was filled with speechlessness: "Why is the agreement so thin in the envelope?"
Qiao Yuxian: "."
She pinched the envelope subconsciously. The envelope was a little thick and hard, and she couldn't touch anything. She whispered in a low voice: "I think what you just said was an insult to my IQ."
"You are insulting yourself." Gu Yanjing said unceremoniously.
Qiao Yuxian pouted, opened the envelope, looked at it, and then poured out the contents.
It is an unlimited black card.
She took it and looked at it, then looked at Gu Yanjing with wide eyes: "For me?"
Gu Yanjing's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at her.
"Why did you give me the card all of a sudden?" Qiao Yuxian took it in his hand and looked at it again. His mood instantly became beautiful, and his eyebrows were filled with smiles.
Gu Yanjing said nothing.
Qiao Yuxian could probably think of something, which should be used by her to decorate Fenglin Villa. She shook the black card and deliberately joked: "Can I spend it as I like?"
"It's up to you." Gu Yanjing's voice had no warmth at all.
But Qiao Yuxian listened to it very pleasantly and felt very happy, and no bad things could affect her mood.