Zhang Jiaqiang reluctantly dragged Lin Zeyu out, and when he wanted to chat with Zhao Mengyao again, Zhao Mengyao had already ruthlessly rolled up the car window. Xuantian returned to the car in time and started the car.

Lin Zeyu was awakened by the sound of the engine, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Mengyao's back getting farther and farther away.

He felt a slight pain in his heart and shouted, "Zhao Mengyao! ”

However, the car Zhao Mengyao was sitting in had disappeared around the corner of the road.

"Ah Yu, don't miss others. Didn't you see what car she was sitting in? That's not something that a middle-class like us can imagine. Zhang Jiaqiang persuaded bitterly.

Lin Zeyu stared blankly at the direction where Zhao Mengyao disappeared, with a splitting headache and red eyes.

Is this love?

It's really painful.

When class was in class the next day, Zhao Mengyao's mobile phone received a private chat from Yu Ruifeng.

"Hey, Meng Yao, Lin Zeyu asked you what university you want to go to in the future?"

The corners of Zhao Mengyao's mouth twitched slightly. What is this for? Is it difficult to go to the same university?

Zhao Mengyao is seriously biased, so she is still a little suspenseful in the face of the college entrance examination. There is a university with a good Chinese department in City A, which is her first choice, but the score is a bit high, and her total score may be enough to improve by about 30 points.

But for Lin Zeyu, this school is more than 30 points apart.

If Lin Zeyu can be admitted to this school, it is estimated that the head teacher's eyes will pop out. That's probably the degree. So Zhao Mengyao was not afraid to tell him her first choice.

"A big. What does this do, he asked? ”

"Maybe I want to be college classmates with you in the future." Yu Ruifeng replied: "However, I think it's impossible. ”

Lin Zeyu usually has difficulty even passing, and with his grades, it is estimated that it is impossible to be admitted to this college. Yu Ruifeng thought.

About half an hour later, Yu Ruifeng sent another message to Zhao Mengyao and brought a photo.

In the photo, Lin Zeyu is rarely sitting on a chair reading a book, how serious and serious he is.

Yu Ruifeng sent several "hahaha" in a row, and it seemed that he was about to roll to the ground with laughter: "Guess what? He said he wanted to go to the same school as you! Hahaha 666！ I'm really reading a book! ”

Zhao Mengyao was full of black lines, and replied: "You are too immoral when you laugh, right?" If Lin Zeyu really plans to study hard, it will be a good thing. ”

"I think it's only three minutes of heat, do you want to win your heart in this way?"

"Don't say that, he said he just wanted to be friends with me."

"I don't believe it." After a while, Yu Ruifeng sent another message: "However, he seems to have reunited with Fan Leilei." ”

"Then I'll be relieved." Zhao Mengyao thought that although Fan Leilei has a problem with her character, she looks good and has a better figure than her, with her by her side, Lin Zeyu estimates that she will not bother her for a while.

When school was out in the afternoon, as soon as Zhao Mengyao came out of the school gate, she saw her aunt, Zhao Chunlian, who was rubbing her hands at the door.

She frowned slightly, what did she do at this time? Hasn't Zhao Mengyi been rescued?

As soon as Zhao Chunlian saw Zhao Mengyao coming out, she immediately put on a flattering and smiling face with a warm spring breeze, stepped forward, and greeted warmly: "Mengyao!" ”

Zhao Mengyao had no choice but to ignore it, so she had to walk over and ask expressionlessly, "What's the matter?" The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.