Chapter 668: The Counterattack of the Silk Silk!

Chen Ling didn't make too much noise from gently turning over the quilt to getting out of bed, and even washing and putting on makeup.

When she woke up, it was gray, not yet six o'clock. But she had to be prepared to meet an important client.

She didn't want to wake up Lin Ze who was sleeping soundly, and she didn't want the two of them to be in an awkward and speechless state. Harassed him last night because of impulse. Lin Ze came because he drank too much and was a little disappointed. Last night, the two hit it off. But now, there will be countless embarrassments and embarrassments when getting along face-to-face. Chen Ling didn't want to give Lin Ze any burden, she had been trying 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, and he turned over and got out of bed.

She didn't wake up Lin Ze, he could guess Chen Ling's thoughts. Therefore, he pretended to sleep, and did not open his eyes until Chen Ling gently left a kiss mark on his cheek and closed the door to leave.

Everyone's life is not to be pointed over, and no amount of fingering can change their attitude. Lin Ze has never dissuaded Chen Ling, he has no position, and he is not qualified to dissuade him. He is not the kind of person who likes to stand on a high perspective to evaluate others and guide others. What kind of life Chen Ling chooses, the only thing Lin Ze can do is support, as a friend is not a friend, a lover is not like a lover to support, or silently.

Chen Ling wants to make money, and she wants to earn enough wealth that she can eat and drink spicy food even if she doesn't work in the second half of her life.

She was still angry, angry with the father who had pulled out a stack 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 heights before the age of thirty.

She wants to let that hateful father know that not all women are rare for your stinky money, and that if you can do it, you can do it if you love me.

She also wanted her mother to know that women don't have to be appendages to men. Women can also live wonderfully and proudly on their own.

She has too many reasons to follow the path she has chosen, even Lin Ze can't change the trajectory of her life.

After entering the bathroom, Lin Ze turned on the spray shower.

Through the clear and smooth mirror, Lin Ze could see his lean and not half fat body. Unlike his pale complexion, the skin of his body was a healthy wheat color. It was forged in the rain a few years ago. The criss-crossing scars reminded Lin Ze all the time. His life wasn't pretty, but it wasn't full of tragedy. Every scar paid off for him. Even in the eyes of some, this so-called return is too cheap and too worthless. But for Lin Ze, that's enough.

Who can give as much as they get? God is fair occasionally, but there are times when you doze off.

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 I went out, and the sky was not completely clear. There are occasional cleaning aunts shuttling on the roadside, and white-collar workers who are far away from the company are also in a hurry to nibble on a quick breakfast to catch the bus and subway. Lin Ze was leisurely walking on the road. He was in no hurry to return to Han's house. Anyway, Han Xiaoyi has been going to the company recently. Not only on the road, but even the company has a large number of bodyguards to follow. Lin Ze was not overly worried about her safety. In addition, the Han family has a first-class master like Chen Cripple who has no pressure to fight the black and white robe, and Lin Ze just squatted in the living room to watch TV to pass the boring time when he went back.

Lin Ze is satisfied with his current life. When you're busy, your life is in danger at any time. But when he's at ease, he's as casual as retired or Wall Street's top giants who wear casual clothes and ride bikes.

A man who has faced the risk of losing everything countless times can always be grateful for life and that he is alive. Lin Ze is like this.

Eight o'clock sharp. After wandering around for an hour and running out of cigarettes, Lin Ze bought a bag of Zhongnanhai at a convenience store. Light cigarettes are not much different from women's cigarettes for Lin Ze. You can't even extract the flavor that contains nicotine in it. But Changbai Mountain is not available everywhere, and all the ones he smokes are specially purchased.

After smoking a cigarette, I ate a bowl of beef noodles at a breakfast restaurant, a cage of siu mai. After checking out, a flash of inspiration flashed in my head. I remembered that I hadn't been back to Yanyuan for a while. There, there was also a girl who had made a promise to study hard.

Stopped 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 social university, it can also make Lin Ze, whose mental age is completely at the level of an uncle, feel a trace of green atmosphere.

"It's good to be young..."

Brother Xiaolin, who pretended to be Bi, stepped through the gate and walked towards the school.

At this time, it was already early for self-study, and it was time for the first class. Although Lin Ze slept in class and ate after class. But I still remember about what class I was taking today. I didn't linger too much and went straight to the classroom.

Because it is a lecture hall for big classes, there will always be some students who are skewed in it to listen or fall in love, and there is no place to simply pick a classroom and hook their fingers under the table to play. No one cared about Lin Ze who slipped in through the back door. He picked a random seat in the back row and searched for familiar backs among the students in the front row.

The way girls dress hasn't changed much because they have left high school and moved to college. She's still so demure. A simple hairpin is tied with black silk all over the head. Clean and plain clothes. There are no fancy ornaments, like an elf in a sea of books. It's unbearable to blaspheme.

Her gaze was sometimes on the podium, sometimes she was down to take notes. Focused and serious. It is very different from the attitude of the students in the neighborhood towards learning.

Lin Ze stared at the girl's back with a smile, did not send text messages to harass her, nor did he ask someone to pass the note. He knew that girls usually had their phones turned off in class. More self-conscious than passengers on an airplane.

After looking at it for a while, Lin Ze, whose eyes were a little sore, glanced left and right, relieving fatigue on the one hand, and looking at the nearby students on the other.

This didn't matter, which immediately made Lin Ze a little confused.

When did the Chinese Department come to so many beautiful girls? It must be known that at the first meeting, Lin Ze studied with the three animals in the bedroom, except for Dong Xiaowan, a talented woman. The rest of the girls are of a medium level, and many of them are still in the lower middle class. Not to mention Lin Ze, who has a vicious eye, even a and obscene otaku like an eyebrow bun also scoffs at it. But now I look at it, there are actually a lot of upper-middle level soft girls. What's the situation? Has the Chinese department sprung up and vigorously attracted foreign aid?

Lin Ze found that the eyes of this group of girls did not linger on the podium, but looked at a certain angle in unison. He looked over, his expression changing slightly. The corners of his mouth flashed with a mockery that was not salty or light.

It turned out that Chen Dashao was present, 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 invincible young man seems to have some interest in Xiao Wan. Could it be because of her?

Lin Ze didn't think much about it, just waited for a small reunion with Dong Cainu after class.

Ding Ding Ding ~ The bell for the end of class rang in anticipation of countless boring students. Some of the students who were still sleeping so much during class that their desks were full of blood suddenly got up one after another. Slapstick slapstick,. The girl took out another notebook from her bag and rewrote a copy of the notes she had taken during class. The banter and laughter of her classmates didn't affect her. Including Chen Yifei, who walked towards her elegantly.

Many girls saw that their favorite Prince Charming still did not look at themselves, but walked towards the number one talented girl in the Chinese department who was quiet and had no extra words as before. Three points of resentment, three points of jealousy, and the other four points of envy. envied Dong Xiaowan's princess-level treatment, and even more envied of her demure aura and dreamy pure beauty.

What man would not love this gentle, shy and quiet girl, and like those crazy and dark girls?

Even if you have your own love for turnip greens, Dong Cainu, a graceful woman who has been loved in China for thousands of years, is always the first choice for men, right?

This is the hundredth time that Chen Yifei has walked towards Dong Xiaowan.

His initiative and the hidden meaning behind it are impossible for even a woman with a brain in water to find out.

Similarly, the women seem to be accustomed to anticipating Dong Cainu's attitude.

When Chen Yifei greeted Dong Xiaowan in a warm manner, the latter just nodded lightly, and then continued to write notes quietly.

But this time, Chen Yifei didn't say hello and left as usual, but glanced down at what Dong Xiaowan wrote, and said in confusion: "Why do you always make two copies of your notes?" Roommate's request? ”

"It's not." Dong Xiaowan has never been an aggressive girl, she is as gentle as a spring water, and she can't afford to hurt anyone's face. As long as it doesn't touch her bottom line, she can always talk to anyone gently and tactfully.

The confusion on Chen Yifei's face slowly dissipated, and was replaced by an indescribable meaning. 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, and said with a persistent smile on her pure and soft snow-white cheeks. "I would like to write two copies. Even if he won't read. But he always promised to take it. Isn't that enough? ”

is also a very non-aggressive response, but it can 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 being the first young man in Yanjing. just smiled and said, "The girl who insists always makes people appreciate it more and more." He paused, then smiled again. It's not a simple hello to you this time. I hope you will accept one of my requests. ”

"I'm sorry." Dong Xiaowan said softly. "I won't accept any invitation from you."

"You didn't even listen to my request." Chen Yifei said with a smile.

"Because I can only say sorry for any of your requests."

"I just wanted you to help me review one of my copybooks. I know that your calligraphy is enough to be proud of Yan Yuan. Chen Yifei magically took out a piece of fine rice paper, which was densely filled with Chen Yifei's true handwriting. Then he threw himself on the desk and put it in Dong Xiaowan's sight.

Regarding Chen Yifei's move, Dong Xiaowan felt a little uncomfortable.

She is gentle and friendly, but it does not mean that she can accept the coercion of others. But as far as the eye could see, I found that Chen Yifei's calligraphy was much better than expected. There was a hint of anger in her beautiful eyes, and then a hint of surprise. But it is limited to the appreciation of calligraphy, and it has no other meaning.

Those who read Chinese have more or less some understanding of calligraphy, even if they can't write Chen Yifei's vigorous and restrained handwriting, they still have basic appreciation ability. Even the teacher on the podium, who was highly accomplished in calligraphy, showed admiration. secretly commented that this Yanyuan celebrity is indeed an all-round talent. Not only does it not have the arrogance of the ordinary rich second generation and third ancestors, but also has a very high connotation of cultivation. It's really an amazing character.

He is a little worthless for Chen Yifei. No matter how good Dong Xiaowan is, this son of a family with a strong family background is not worthy of her, right? No matter how reserved and subtle you are, you can express a little bit of your heart, right?

"Good." Dong Xiaowan raised her head slowly and said in a calm tone.

"Can you leave your handwriting on it? This book is written for you. Chen Yifei said softly. I didn't feel ashamed to say this in public.

Dong Xiaowan frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but a joking and ridiculous voice came from behind her: "Chen Dashao, shall I keep it for Xiaowan?" ”

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