She picked it up, tore it open from the middle, tore it to pieces and threw it into the wastebasket, turned and left resolutely, not looking at it again.

Jingle Bell –

When she was eating, the landline at home rang, although there are smart phones now, but their family with a special profession still retains the landline.

The phone number on the landline is a bit impressive, but the people who can know that the Cai family's landline is looking for her should only be Ke Rou and Su Yi.

And the tail number of this call looks familiar.

Su Xiayu pursed her lips, opened the door, and walked to the middle of the staircase.

"Mother Cai, there is an internal phone in my room, can you see if this number is someone you know??"

"The inside line that hit your room" Cai Zhihong frowned, and a voice came from downstairs, "Xia Yu, you leave it alone, I'll go up and take a look." ”

Cai Zhihong quickly went upstairs and grabbed the receiver of the phone.

"Hello, this is the Cai family, who is it?"

It wasn't Su Xiayu's voice in the microphone, Yan Jing frowned and pressed the phone, "Are you sure you're connected to the inside line of the woman's room??" ”

He called Su Xiayu's phone and found that he was always on the phone, there was only one possibility, the woman had blacked herself, Yan Jing didn't do anything, and simply made this move.

Xiao Lin, who was working in his notebook, took advantage of the gap to raise his eyes and replied, "The wiring in this room is located according to Miss Su's mobile phone signal, and there is no problem." ”

"Then why is it a middle-aged woman's voice answering the phone?"

Xiao Lin thought for a while and asked, "Can I take a look at the phone number you used?" ”

Yan Jing pursed his lips, this phone number, he contacted Su Xiayu the most, and there was another mobile phone number at work, and he suddenly realized it now, and made an exception for that woman many times, but now...

Junyi's face suddenly became ugly, and a cold low pressure condensed around his body.

The woman knew it was him, so she deliberately asked someone else to answer the phone.

Yan Jing's red lips pursed into a straight line unhappily, his slender hands were in his pants pockets, and his fingers tapped his thighs one after another.

Yan Jing sat expressionlessly, and after half a ring, he said, "Fifteen minutes later, change the number and start again." ”

"Okay."

Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Lin found that he couldn't connect to Cai's phone line according to the method just now.

"Young master, the other party has strengthened his defense, and he is a professional."

"Give it to me."

Yan Jing took the notebook and put it on the table, staring at the garbled characters on the interface, and pressed his ten fingers without stopping, leaving an afterimage.

As time passed, Yan Jing's eyes narrowed dangerously.

The opponent not only strengthened his defenses, but also made a reverse interception, and when he tried to rush in, his position was probably better than anyone could have captured.

Yan Jing's face was gloomy, and he repaired

The long hands were clenched into fists, and the strength was so great that the tiger's mouth hurt slightly.

Since Xiao Lin reminded him yesterday, he hadn't slept well all night.

I couldn't bear it anymore this morning, and I went out at five o'clock in the morning, and I had only one thought in my heart: that is, to find that woman, even if she didn't speak, whether the other party was angry, and at that moment I really wanted to see her. 1

I stayed at the door of Cai's house until more than seven o'clock, and learned from the housekeeper's mouth that your man has been sick and has a fever since he came back yesterday.

I originally called to condolence the stinky girl's condition, but I didn't expect her mobile phone to be on the call all the time, that is, he was blacklisted.

That's why he used technical means to contact Su Xiayu, but he didn't expect to be cracked.

The slender fingers irritably unbuttoned the top two buttons of the shirt, and the bright eyes like stars looked at the garbled characters on the computer unhappily, and the mood became more and more irritable, and he raised his hand to wave the computer.

Bang.

Xiao Lin glanced at the computer that was already lying on the ground after not using it a few times, and sighed, he really didn't understand the worldview of rich people.

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The other side.

Cai Zhihong received a call from her husband.

After hanging up the phone, Su Xiayu, who was staying on the side, couldn't wait to speak, "Mother Cai, what did your godfather say?" ”

"Don't worry, it's all done." Cai Zhihong caressed Su Xiayu's head lovingly, "Recuperate with peace of mind, there will be no more street calls." ”

Before Cai Zhihong left the room, Su Xiayu directly unplugged the phone line and handed the landline to Cai Zhihong, "Mother Cai, I don't want to see the phone, I'm always afraid that it will ring suddenly, it's weird and terrible." ”

Cai Zhihong didn't think about him, "Okay, if you're still scared, sleep with Cai's mother tonight, with me, no one can bully you." ”

"Okay, thank you, Mother Cai."

Su Xiayu sent Cai Zhihong out of the room, her eyebrows and eyes full of guilt for Cai's mother who cared about her.

Mother Cai, I'm sorry.

She knew that the call was made by Yan Jing, but she didn't want to answer it, and she also knew that it was easy to get an internal phone call with the other party's ability, so she used her godfather's ability.

Su Xiayu returned to the room, and when she passed by the wastebasket, her footsteps paused, staring at the scraps of paper inside, she looked at it for a long time, and suddenly bent down to pick up the pieces inside little by little.

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Su Xiayu took a leave of absence.

Yan Jing couldn't get through on the phone, so he simply waited at the door of Cai's house for four days.

Today is the fourth day, the gate of the Cai family is still closed, and Yan Jing is talking to the Yan family's family doctor: "Doctor He, how many days can a person with a fever get better at the earliest?" Didn't you say that Su Xiayu's fever had subsided and her body was fine?

”

Dr. He is the family doctor of the Ouyang family, but he is also the family doctor of the Cai family, and doctors with good medical skills often serve as the personal doctors of wealthy families, and it is not surprising that there are only a few top rich people in the city.

Sometimes, even people like Yan Jing, who have never believed in fate, have to sigh that in the dark, there is always a line that leads the development of things.

Dr. He asked, "It's just a small problem, if you really think about it, you can be alive in two or three days." ”

"Then why hasn't she been to school yet?"

"No, I just talked to Cai's family on the phone yesterday, and Mrs. Cai said that Miss Su had gone to school."

Yan Jing's dark eyes narrowed dangerously, and his sharp gaze fell on the bay window on the second floor of Cai's house.

The pale pink screen window was blown gently by the wind, and through the half-open window, you could still see the beige bookshelves and the dolls leaning against the window, but the bag was missing.

Stinky girl!

Yan Jing hung up the phone and turned to get into the car.

The temperature in the carriage dropped sharply, Xiao Lin shook his arm, and asked, "Young master, school or company?" ”

In the past four days, Su Xiayu didn't go to school, and neither did Yan Jing, and after he couldn't wait for Su Xiayu in the morning, he went to the company to help Gu Luhong deal with the company's affairs.

Seeing Yan Jing Tieqing's face through the rearview mirror, Xiao Lin could already see how hard this little young master would have to chase after the girl in the future.

Yan Jing looked straight ahead, his red lips slowly fluttering, and he squeezed out three cold words from between his teeth word by word.

"Go-school-school!"

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School, recess

After the Chinese class, the students prepared painting tools in twos and threes, and the next class was the Chinese painting class, and they had to go to the art room to go to class.

Yun Hui was the fastest to clean up, but he still sat in his seat and waited for his good friend, and when he saw that Yan Jing's table was empty, he asked casually: "Xia Yu, why hasn't Yan Jing come to class again these days, he was quite diligent some time ago?" ”

Su Xiayu's hand to clean up her things paused, and pulled her lips, "I'm not his mother." ”

"I thought he was giving you a lot of tutoring during this time, you know?"

"I haven't made it up lately."

Yun Hui stared at Su Xiayu's ugly face and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you two?" ”

"Nothing!"

Yun Hui crashed into Su Xiayu's clear and translucent eyes, which did not contain a trace of impurities.

She was unsure in her heart, obviously Su Xiayu didn't lie with a serious face, but she vaguely felt that something was wrong, and it was a big deal.

Su Xiayu saw what Yun Hui was thinking, but she didn't want to bother to hide it anymore.

She and Yan Jing had never quarreled, and if she really had to ask her what was wrong, it might be that she found out that she was just one

is a stand-in, but she is unwilling to be a stand-in, and her self-esteem makes her want to have nothing to do with Yan Jing anymore.

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Art classroom.

The art teacher only took up five minutes of the class time, and let the students draw the rest of the time.

Su Xiayu was bending down to take the tools he used for painting, when Yun Hui next to him suddenly screamed.

She touched Su Xiayu's elbow, her breath was a little unsteady, "Xia Yu, it's hard to look up quickly." ”

Su Xiayu's arm trembled all the time when she was patted by her, and she asked helplessly: "What are you looking at!" ”

"You look up first and look out the window?"

Su Xiayu looked in the direction Zhao Yunhui pointed.

The classroom is a large transparent glass, and there are no curtains closed, so you can clearly see the corridor outside.

In the hallway, the art teacher is talking to a man in a suit, a black suit with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and although he is not outstanding, he is a type that can be remembered at a glance.

This man Su Xiayu was no stranger, but she wandered out of sight and pretended not to know.

Xiao Lin?

How did he end up here?

This person is working for Yan Jing, since he is here, does it mean that Yan Jing is also there? ……

Su Xiayu looked at Xiao Lin, her right eyelid suddenly jumped very fast, and she had a faint feeling that it was very bad, her sixth sense had always been very accurate, very accurate, although she silently thought in her heart that this was the school, and it was understandable that Yan Jing was really coming, but her heart was beating very fast.

In the past few mornings, Yan Jing would come to Cai's house every day to wait for her to go to school, she knew all this, and peeked at the boy outside the street several times.

Waiting downstairs at Cai's house, Su Xiayu could think of who he was waiting for with his toes.

But Su Xiayu didn't want to quarrel, let alone have anything to do with Yan Jing, so she let Cai Zhihong leave it alone, and she walked through the back door every day, and sometimes Cai Zhihong would send her to school, so she kept creating the illusion of being at home.

Fortunately, Yan Jing did not come to school either.

Xiao Lin suddenly appeared at school now, did Yan Jing come to school to attend classes or had she already discovered her little tricks?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible.

Su Xiayu asked: "Yunhui, I'll go to the bathroom, go through the back door, and the teacher will come and say something."

"Go through the front door, and the teacher can't take care of you to the toilet."

"It doesn't affect the other students, I'll go through the back door."

Su Xiayu casually came up with a reason, put the paints and drawing boards into her schoolbag, and asked Yun Hui to help wait to bring the stationery back to the classroom, and then got up and walked away.

Xiao Lin, who was standing outside the corridor, had been paying attention to the situation in the classroom, of course, he noticed Su Xiayu's small movements, and after watching people run down the stairs, Xiao Lin took Chu out of his mobile phone and sent a text message

I don't know that I have long been

Su Xiayu, who was exposed, was relieved after leaving the art room, she looked back nervously, it seemed that Xiao Lin didn't see her, and she didn't chase her, so she could run away.

"It's finally out."

"Where are you going to marry in such a hurry?"

A deep and magnetic voice came from the side, Su Xiayu was startled, and she looked sideways.

Yan Jing was leaning lazily against the wall, the sunlight stretched his slender body very long, his arms folded on his chest, not like he had just arrived, but as if he had been waiting for a long time with a premeditated plan.

When Su Xiayu saw Yan Jing's expression, all the panic and fright just now suddenly disappeared, and the heart lake couldn't stir up a ripple.

Obviously, he has decided that he will no longer have anything to do with it, but whenever he hears his voice, sees his face, and even a small act of his can make his heart fluctuate again, Su Xiayu despises himself in his heart, but he refuses to show it?

The beautiful big eyes looked at Yan Jing calmly, and the delicate pink lips carried deliberate indifference, "It's none of your business." ”

Hearing this, Yan Jing stared fiercely at Su Xiayu's pretended calm face.

From the first time he saw Su Xiayu, the expression on her face had always been happy and optimistic, and she had never had such an indifferent and detached expression.

But now, this woman is like a hedgehog, covered in sharp thorns, and no one is allowed to approach, especially her, the cute and happy Su Xiayu before, is gone.

The soft voice is still the same, but the words that come out are very ruthless.

Yan Jing restrained his slightly uninhibited behavior and stood up straight to face Su Xiayu.

Su Xiayu only reached Yan Jing's shoulder, and she had to look up to see each other on weekdays, but now she refused to look up, Yan Jing looked at her with lowered eyes, her brows furrowed.

The scorching sun was overhead, and the light hit his back, almost enveloping Su Xiayu's petite body in his shadow.

Both of them were silent, and the silence hurt the two of them, Yan Jing's always cold expression loosened, and Jun said with a slightly awkward face, "Are you angry about the events of that day?" ”

"Nope!"

Su Xiayu's head tilted to the side, not looking at Yan Jing, her voice was flat and couldn't hear the ups and downs, "I'm not angry, and I'm not qualified to be angry, I was not good that day, I shouldn't touch your things, you scolded well, I won't be in the future." ”

Although she had worked hard, Yan Jing could hear the slightest grievance in her voice.

"Actually, that necklace ......"

Before he finished his later words, Su Xiayu quickly interrupted him, "No need to explain, anyway, what is the story of that necklace, why are you scolding me, I don't care." ”

She had already heard Song Shuheng tell the story between Yan Jing and his little Qingmei once, and she didn't want to listen to it a second time.

Maybe Yan Jing will name her as a little Qingmei after explaining, which is tantamount to embarrassing her alive, she is not angry with Yan Jing, but angry that she is not there

realized earlier that being a stand-in for others stupidly, the more Su Xiayu thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and her expression became colder.

She didn't want to look back on that unbearable past anymore.

"I'm going back to do my art homework."

After Su Xiayu finished speaking, she quickly turned around when she was about to cry, a warm big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, stopping her steps, Yan Jing's voice was nervous, and her eyes locked on her figure.

"Su Xiayu, you ...... Have you ever seen that necklace, other than mine? ”

After saying that, he was a little annoyed, in fact, he wanted to ask Su Xiayu if he also had an identical necklace, but the more anxious he was, the easier it was to make mistakes, and he didn't express it clearly.

Su Xiayu is now very sensitive to the word 'necklace', she doesn't know where the strength came from, she shook off Yan Jing's hand suddenly, her beautiful big eyes were impatient, "No, it's the first time I've seen that necklace." ”

After a pause, Su Xiayu said again: "We are still students, we must be students, and you don't want to gossip about the two of us in the class, so keep your distance in the future and try not to interact!" ”

After saying this, Su Xiayu left without turning his head.

Yan Jing squinted at Su Xiayu's resolute figure, but instead of getting angry, he smiled with a smile on his lips.

Want to draw a line with him?

Before he was completely sure whether Su Xiayu was the girl back then, he wanted to get rid of himself, but there was no door.

But, what if she's really not a girl? Yan Jing vaguely knew in his heart that even if Su Xiayu was not a girl, he couldn't let go immediately without any guilt, he couldn't do it.

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"Would anyone like to switch seats with me?"

In the self-study class, Su Xiayu stood on the podium and asked the classmates.

She thought about it, it was best to sit separately, so that the two could really have nothing to do with each other, and this time her heart was unusually firm.

There were whispers in the classroom, wanting to change seats, there were many girls sitting next to Yan Jing, and there were even boys who loved learning who wanted to change to Yan Jing, the god of learning, but between Yan Jing's special aura and previous deeds, no one dared to answer for the time being.

Su Xiayu first locked a few female classmates who were eager to try, and their expressions were full of eagerness, and they enthusiastically threw olive branches.

"How? It's good on a first-come, first-served basis. ”

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(End of chapter)