The second reason is that even if he returns to China in Yuecheng, the two of them have a world of difference in identity, and they are not in the same circle at all.

So many times living in a city, it's normal not to see each other. Their marriage certificate has always been kept by their father.

Before his death, his father was afraid that she would be a moth, so he handed over her marriage certificate to her husband for safekeeping.

So, until now, she doesn't know what her husband looks like. Oh! No, she had thought about going to his company to meet him.

She did go, and was received by his assistant the first few times, but she didn't see him every time anyway.

The last time she went, she didn't state her identity and was stopped by security guards at the door of the company. Huo Lingshen had just returned from a business trip to the United States, and the moment he got out of the car, she could only look at him from a distance.

That glance was just a rough look, and now I've basically forgotten it. And even if he knows his name, it's useless, Huo Dashao is low-key, never accepts any interviews, and does not allow any media to publish his photos on the Internet.

She remembered that Huo Lingshen was exposed by the media once, and heard that it was a photo of him holding an actress to attend a press conference.

It's just that she was deleted before she could see it. And then today. She actually kissed him in the bar, forehead...... If he also signed, it was the ex-husband.

Also, I heard that there is no shortage of women around Huo Lingshen, Huan Fei Yan is thin, but the most annoying thing is the woman who takes the initiative.

Miserable! Oh my God! Bless Huo Lingshen for not recognizing himself! When I returned to the villa area of the rich in Yuecheng, I was relieved to see that the villa I lived in was dark as usual.

It was really a false alarm, maybe Huo Lingshen didn't hear Xiaoke call her name at all, let alone recognize her.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Nian Yaxuan felt that she was too reckless just now, if she became a woman that Huo Lingshen hated, wouldn't it be more convenient to divorce?

There are more than 50 students in the 22nd class of the third-year finance department of Yuecheng University of Economics and Management, of which at least 40 are admitted, and the other dozen are bought for a lot of money.

Because Yuecheng University ranks among the top three in the rankings of all universities every year, even Huo Lingshen graduated from this university.

Therefore, many people want to enter Yuecheng University even if they break their heads! At this moment, Dou Mingzhi, an old professor wearing glasses on the stage, pushed his glasses and glanced at the sleepy students in the audience, and his liver hurt.

"Smack!" Dou Mingzhi threw the textbook on the desk, and many students immediately sobered up and sat upright. Only in the last row by the door, a girl in a white casual jacket was lying on the desk, still asleep.

Dou Mingzhi glanced at the students in the classroom,

"Nian Yaxuan!" Although his hair was gray, his voice was loud, which frightened the students in the classroom even more silent.

Only Nian Yaxuan, who was named, was still daydreaming, and all eyes were focused on her alone, and she was unconscious.

"Yaxuan, Yaxuan!" The long-haired girl sitting next to her, Lin Wanying quietly pulled the corner of her clothes.

This pulled her out of her sleep, and Nian Yaxuan looked at her good friend Lin Wanying in a daze,

"What's wrong?" Lin Wanying secretly pointed to the professor on the stage, Nian Yaxuan followed her fingers, and Dou Mingzhi was looking at herself angrily.

The confused brain immediately cleared up a lot. Like the rest of the students, sit upright. This Professor Dou Mingzhi is the weirdest and most difficult professor in the academy, and there is no one.

He actually found out that he was sleeping in class and was about to fail! Nian Yaxuan opened the book in embarrassment, and glared at her classmates fiercely.

Frightened, all the students immediately withdrew their gaze and put it on the textbook or the professor's face.

Not to mention the mysterious background of this young Yaxuan, everyone who has been in the same class as her knows that she is simply a little sister.

Fighting, drinking, skipping class, climbing over walls...... She was done with all the bad things. Yuecheng School of Economics and Management has a strict academic style, and students are not allowed to dye their hair, dye their nails with exaggerated colors, or wear exaggerated jewelry.

And Nian Yaxuan At this moment, her long lilac hair was tied in a ponytail and tied behind her head, and her burgundy cardamom nails were helpless.

She has not been expelled from school until now, entirely because of her strong family background.

"Nian Yaxuan, tell me what finance is." Dou Mingzhi looked at the student who gave the teachers a headache sternly, and he knew her background.

Because not only Huo Lingshen's assistant Zhong Haicheng has a relationship with him, but even Huo Lingshen is also his student.

However, she can't be allowed to indulge in all kinds of things! Nian Yaxuan slowly got up from her seat, and before standing up, she didn't forget to kick the good student, class leader and her good buddy in the front row, Shu Zenan.

Shu Zenan immediately understood, and hurriedly turned the textbook to that page, put it up, and moved it to the left.

The content of the textbook was clearly presented in front of her eyes, and Nian Yaxuan showed a satisfied smile.

This smile made many men start to secretly look at her again. A white and flawless goose egg face, a pair of big eyes that can talk and smile, a high nose bridge, and delicate cherry lips.

The figure is not very thin and thin, nor is it very fat, just right. If it weren't for her poor studies, she would definitely be the school girl, and there would be no second choice.

Nian Yaxuan blinked her eyes and began to read according to Shu Zenan's textbook,

"Finance refers to various forms of credit activities centered on banks, as well as in ......"

"Enough!" Looking at Nian Yaxuan, who was reading according to the book, Dou Mingzhi blew his beard angrily and glared at her, and shouted to stop her.

Frightened, everyone's hearts trembled slightly, Nian Yaxuan looked at the professor who was staring at her, and smiled,

"Professor, isn't that right?" Dou Mingzhi turned around the podium several times with his hands behind his back with a black face, and his anger had not subsided.

"Professor, don't be angry, I'll memorize it before class!" Nian Yaxuan shrunk her neck, but the 'all wise' professor had something to do with Huo Shao, who she hadn't seen for a long time, so she didn't dare to mess with her.

When Dou Mingzhi heard this, his anger really disappeared a lot. This young Yaxuan's qualifications are very smart, but she doesn't like to learn.

Even if you don't like to study, good! Even if she hangs up all the subjects, okay! But he just can't hang up on the discipline of finance!

"If you go to sleep again in my class in the future, Han Huiming, Lin Wanying and Zheng Xiaoke will all stand under the national flag!" As soon as Dou Mingzhi's words fell, the three classmates who were named wailed silently.

Why did Nian Yaxuan sleep, and they were the ones who stood in front of the national flag and were embarrassed! The reason why Dou Mingzhi said this is because he knows that this young Yaxuan classmate usually values love and righteousness.

She will never do anything for her own benefit and hurt others, which is also one of her strengths.

Sure enough, Nian Yaxuan glared at the professor angrily, no one could touch her good friend!

"Got it, Professor! Don't sleep anymore. She sat down in her chair and picked up the pen on the table, and seemed to be writing and drawing earnestly, but her soul did not know where it had gone.

When the bell rang for the end of class, the whole campus boiled, and Professor Dou Mingzhi left the finance classroom with his textbook. Several people hula gathered in front of Nian Yaxuan, who continued to fugue, and began to complain.

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