Chapter Twenty-Seven: Dignity and Cheekiness

As long as the word 'rich' is spoken, there will be a very direct sense of superiority wherever it is placed, which is completely a feeling that has nothing to do with the region. Born in a family that does not lack money rights, except for a very small number of freaks who can be stable and low-key, children who stand above most ordinary people, who can stand the slightest grievance? Arrogant and arrogant, this is a common disease, especially when you are still in the rebellious period, you are splashed with alcohol on the spot, and it is still two glasses, which is a person who will feel humiliated, in a normal state of mind.

Qi Fengluan gritted his teeth and walked out of the bar, ignoring the surprised eyes along the way, walked out of the gate, wiped the wine on his face fiercely, turned around, and found that after not half of the people chased him, the anger and grievances in his heart intensified, stomped his feet, and walked to the parking lot. She is different from Chu Qianyuan, who occasionally has to take a taxi when she goes out, at the age of her sophomore and third year of high school, she already has a Porsche-Panamera, a sports car with a very controversial appearance, but at her age, driving a car like this, there is no doubt that she has arrived home, Qi Fengluan, who has been accustomed to a superior life since she was a child, opened the car door, started the Porsche, and left the bar at a fast speed, the more she thought about it, the more it was not a taste. In her heart, the man who was fortunate enough to enter her circle by relying on Chu Qianyuan, no matter how powerful he was, he was just a minion, why did Sister Qianyuan not hesitate to turn her face with herself for her? Qi Fengluan gritted her teeth, the car was driving on the highway, she slammed the steering wheel, and screamed: "Dead bastard, I hate you, I hate you!" ”

After venting, Qi Fengluan, who was the most radical at this age, gasped, his eyes were resentful, he hesitated, took out his mobile phone from his bag, flipped through the address book, and finally dialed a number, and after the phone was connected, he said straightforwardly: "Brother, don't you like Sister Qianyuan, I want you to help me do something, but also to help yourself." ”――

The party started lively, but the end was very weird.

If Wang Fuxing appeared in this circle last time, and with the appearance of Tang Ning, it gave everyone a shock, then this time Comrade Wang Fuxing can be regarded as a boundless wind, and the limelight is out. Although it is not beautiful to be splashed with a glass of wine, but first Tang Ning, and then the performance of Chu Qianyuan, it is enough to bluff everyone was shocked, some male surnames were watching Wang Fuxing, and suddenly there was a sense of high mountain admiration, always felt that this benevolent brother was really masterful, obviously not handsome, but every move, it seemed that there was a kind of pure man who was born to be a little white face, quite contradictory and complicated.

Dewey, who thought he had a good relationship with Wang Fuxing, seemed to be a little unsatisfied, but under Chu Qianyuan's glare, he still stopped the idea of continuing to drag a certain comrade to fight for three hundred rounds, and a group of people said goodbye to the flashing people, and even Xia Qinwei, who was supposed to be with Chu Qianyuan, seemed to see some signs, and found an excuse to slip away, so he came out of the resurrection bar, and the originally lively group of people disappeared immediately, leaving only Wang Fuxing and Chu Qianyuan looking at each other.

"I'll take you home."

Chu Qianyuan said softly. Teacher Chu is a very down-and-out and generous girl, although she will be reserved, but communication between people is definitely not a problem, but after such a fuss tonight, now facing Wang Fuxing alone, I suddenly feel a little awkward.

Wang Fuxing shook his head, took out a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "I'll just drive, it's very close to your home, and there are few cars, rest assured, ensure safety." ”

The two walked into the parking lot, took out the A6L, Wang Fuxing started the car, looked at Chu Qianyuan, who was not sitting in the back seat but chose to sit in the co-pilot's seat, subconsciously threw away the cigarette butt, and laughed at himself: "This time I am famous in your circle of friends, the dignified Chu beauty did not hesitate to turn her face with her good friend when she came out for me, this story spread, and in the end, it was inevitable that I was a little white face, and it was a lot of fun." ”

"Do you mind?"

Chu Qianyuan said cautiously. Inferiority and self-esteem, the difference between the two words, the actual distance is not far away, extreme inferiority derives from almost deformed self-esteem sensitivity, and it is normal for anyone to hurt or touch. Chu Qianyuan didn't know what she was thinking, but subconsciously, she didn't want to destroy the relationship between her and Wang Fuxing because of tonight's incident.

"Don't worry, I'm thick-skinned, but I have damaged Miss Chu's reputation, and I can't say anything."

Wang Fuxing said. I turned off the air conditioner in the car, opened the window, and let the wind blow on my face, although my head was still a little dizzy, but in this quiet section, it didn't affect anything.

"I don't mind."

Chu Qianyuan whispered, as if he felt that what he said was too ambiguous, and his face was red, but he forced himself to calm down, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "Rumors stop at the wise." ”

Wang Fuxing smiled faintly, but he didn't think of the indifference when Tang Ning pushed the 100 million check to himself, and then gradually transformed into the yin and yang weirdness of the little phoenix splashing his face, Wang Fuxing's surname was indifferent, but after all, he was not a bodhisattva without the slightest temper, and he would naturally feel angry and humiliated. There are many uneven roads and uneven things in the world, and the probability of everyone encountering them is not large, but if they really bump into it, it is inevitable that they will feel uncomfortable, and it is a very normal emotion, Wang Fuxing quieted down, and said in a calm tone: "My grandfather instilled in me some great truths that most parents think are crooked in the hearts of most parents when I was a child. For example, he said that there is such a thing as dignity, for children from ordinary families, they must first learn to let go of dignity before they can get it, which is a very complex paradox. I thought about it for a long time and didn't understand it, in junior high school, in high school, in Huaqing, and even after graduation until now, I don't agree with his old man's words, I always feel that I am a straight waist and a person, I can have a clear conscience, even if I have no money and no power, I can live comfortably. It's just that tonight I suddenly figured out that it was just my own wishful thinking, no matter how strong my self-esteem is, if I don't work hard, I can only live in my own spiritual world and dominate in the end, in the eyes of the superiors, my self-esteem is just garbage that they want to step on. I don't have the strength to have too strong self-esteem, which is a sad manifestation of low self-esteem. He has been dead for nearly five years, but now that he thinks of what he said, he feels that it makes sense, if you want to face, you must first know how to bend down and fight, and live in your own world, at best, it can be self-comforting. ”

Chu Qianyuan opened his mouth, and seemed to be very uncomfortable Wang Fuxing suddenly said so much, his little head couldn't digest it, and he wanted to say something at the moment, but in the end he just said very simply but firmly: "I support you." ”

Wang Fuxing took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it, shook his head and said, "Feel free to sigh, moaning without illness." ”

Chu Qianyuan was silent for a while, quietly took the lighter placed in front of the car, lit the cigarette in Wang Fuxing's mouth with his own hands, and said softly: "Your family, was it very powerful in the past?" ”

No matter how she says it, she is also a woman, she will have a strong curiosity, especially what she is interested in, in the past few days, Teacher Chu has pestered her cousin Xia Qinwei almost whenever she is free, soft grinding and hard bubbles, and finally got some very one-sided information, combined with it, it is the young man's family around her, which was once brilliant, but now it is down.

It seems to be a simple thing, but the glory and unwillingness behind it, how strong the conflict is, Chu Qianyuan can't think through it in his little head, which he thinks is not shrewd, and he didn't ask his cousin how much Xia Qinwei knew about the changes decades ago.

Wang Fuxing paused, nodded, and said with a smile: "It's very powerful, but it's all in the past." ”

Chu Qianyuan sighed, pulled the hair in front of her forehead, pursed her lips, and suddenly raised her head, in the slightly dark environment, she seemed to have mustered up courage, a pair of eyes were unusually bright, looked at the man who was driving, and said softly: "Fuxing, you shouldn't stand in the current position." ”

Wang Fuxing was stunned for a moment, the car had already arrived at the door of the Chu family's villa, he stopped the car, turned his head, looked at the beautiful teacher, and said with a smile: "Where should it be?" ”

Chu Qianyuan stretched out his small hand, raised it from top to bottom, and drew a perfect arc in the car, in the dark, it seemed to arouse someone's ambition that had been silent for a long time, her tender white fingers pointed to the dark sky outside the roof of the car, and her eyes were confused: "It should be in a very high place, the same as my cousin, or even better than my cousin." ”

Wang Fuxing was interested, and seemed to have invisibly narrowed the distance between him and the young girl, joking: "Is this your intuition? ”

Chu Qianyuan nodded, hummed, paused, and then smiled half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If you need it, I can help you." ”

Facing a man who has only been familiar with him for a few days alone, saying this sentence is probably already Chu Qianyuan's reserved bottom line to challenge himself.

Wang Fuxing shook his head and said with a smile: "Then haven't I really become your little white face?" ”

Chu Qianyuan didn't speak, got out of the car with a smile, waved at Wang Fuxing, walked to the gate of the villa, took two steps, but suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Wang Fuxing who had not left, learned Xia Qinwei's tone, and said something unusually meaningful with a smile: "Hey, that, if you don't mind, I won't mind either." ”

One sentence seemed to consume the vast majority of Chu Meiren's reserve, and when the last word fell, this extremely moving young woman's face was already red as if it was dripping blood, this innocent woman seemed to have forgotten even the most basic reply from Wang Fuxing, and after saying this, she hurriedly turned around and walked to her door.

Under the moonlight, the long skirt and hair fluttered slightly, and the beauty was as delicate as jade, like an elf.

Wang Fuxing was distracted for a while, silently thinking about the meaning of Chu Qianyuan's words, did he mean doing something with a little white face?

He lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and drove home, not bothering to say hello to Yan Di in the living room, and went straight to his bedroom. After locking the door, Wang Fuxing took a deep breath, pulled open the quilt that gently covered the wedding dress, then pulled out the blue box from under the bed, opened it, carefully took out the pair of wedding rings from inside, and finally, brought the man's one on his left ring finger.

The ring was worn on Wang Fuxing's slender and clean fingers, which were suitable for playing the piano, and under the light of the crystal lamp on the roof, it shone slightly.

His hand with the ring gently stroked the blood-stained white wedding dress, kicked the blue box under his feet, looked at the blue notebook quietly placed in the box, pinched his face, and muttered: "It's just a face, what if you don't want it for the time being?" ”

(Fourth Update.) Ask for power. )