In view of Yingxue's treat, Zheng Beiqi went to a fast food restaurant near the school, Yingxue knew that he was saving money for herself, and she was not rich in money, so she readily agreed to order two fried rice, and the students were on vacation, and the store was deserted, only Yingxue and Zheng Beiqi were two.

Zheng Beiqi sat opposite Yingxue, and Yingxue asked him, "Is it okay to drive with your feet?" ”

"It's been around for a long time."

Soon, the ordered meal was delivered.

Yingxue still dined elegantly, and Zheng Beiqi felt that even if he didn't speak, it was very comfortable to sit with Yingxue.

After eating, we walked back along the path outside the campus.

Zheng Beiqi's car was parked not far from the school gate.

Zheng Beiqi took out a bag from the car, "Yingxue, this is for you, the cloth shoes you made with your own hands, I like it very much." ”

Ying Xue took the bag's hand, a little hesitant, "Your shoes are stained with blood, and there is no other meaning to make shoes for you." At the end of the day, it's me who should thank you. ”

Zheng Beiqi stuffed it into Yingxue's hand, "Women's clothes, I can't wear them if you don't want them, it's a waste!" ”

Yingxue pouted, this is the first time Zheng Beiqi has joked, his calm personality, it seems, rarely jokes.

Ying Xue accepted the clothes he gave and carried her down from the mountain, Ying Xue couldn't say how she felt to Zheng Beiqi, as if she was very relieved, so relieved that she didn't want to refuse his kindness.

When she arrived at the school gate, Yingxue said to Zheng Beiqi, "Drive slowly on the road!" ”

Zheng Beiqi obviously felt the meaning of Yingxue's send-off, said goodbye happily, and drove away.

Yingxue glanced back at him, and it just so happened that Zheng Beiqi saw from the rearview mirror that Yingxue was beautiful in his heart, and gradually, he no longer rejected himself.

Back in the dormitory, Yingxue put the bag on the bed and lay down to rest.

Half a day of physical labor, tired and sore.

Squint your eyes and rest for a while.

This night, after sleeping for three hours, Zheng Beiqi was about to arrive at his villa.

After entering Xuanhai City, Yaoyue called Zheng Beiqi and asked him to come over for dinner.

Zheng Beiqi did not go back to his villa and went to the Zheng family compound.

Seeing Lan Xin's car at the door, Zheng Beiqi felt tired of it, why did she come?

When I entered the living room, I saw Lan Xin, sitting and chatting with her mother.

Zheng Beiqi came in, and Yaoyue saw that her son was a little different from usual.

Zheng Beiqi just wanted to go back to his room to change clothes, and when he saw his father and Lan Xin's father come in together, he thought, what is the situation.

Zheng Beiqi had a few polite words with Lan Xin's father, and heard his father call him and eat together.

Zheng Beiqi took off his coat and put it on the cloakboard in the living room.

Yaoyue saw her son's dirty white shirt and asked curiously, "Beiqi, where have you been, you're dirty." ”

Zheng Beiqi saw Lan Xin and Uncle Lan at home, and immediately guessed what his mother meant.

When I dated Lan Xin before, my mother liked her very much.

Obviously, her mother didn't like Yingxue, and she tried her best to match Lan Xin with herself at the moment, thinking of this, she simply told the truth, "I helped Yingxue clean up the school swimming pool, and I just came back, and I didn't have time to change my clothes." ”

Yaoyue was stunned, her son was really moved.

He didn't even think about the cleaner, he had always paid attention to his own image, but for the sake of that idiot woman, he had no scruples and was angry with her, because of the presence of outsiders, it was not good to get angry, so he had to save some face for his son.

Divert the topic and ask the aunt to prepare the meal.

Zheng Beiqi had no intention of dating Lan Xin, hurriedly finished eating, went to his room, took a shower, and changed his clothes.

Yaoyue saw her son walking out the door, holding the dirty white shirt in his hand, looking very precious, and for a moment, she felt as if she didn't know her son very well.