The pretty face flushed a touch of crimson, Guo Shurou slowly put away the smile on her cheeks, first glanced at Mo Qingfeng, who looked abnormal, and then gradually took out the things hidden behind her, while muttering dissatisfied.

"Why, I'm also a student at this college, and I'm going to take classes in this school building. Why can't I be here? ”

"You know I didn't mean that. I mean, are you- have something to do with me? ”

Mo Qingfengjun's face showed a faint look of embarrassment, and when his eyes wandered, he also found a cardboard box in the hand of the girl in front of him. His gaze fell on it, his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, without the slightest intention of beating around the bush, and asked directly.

"yes. Actually, I just wanted to ask you if you left anything in the central cafeteria of the academy yesterday. ”

Guo Shurou's beautiful eyes shone with a little starlight, and with an expectant expression on her face, she handed the delicately packaged carton in her hand to Mo Qingfeng, and reminded her to ask.

"No, I haven't been to the central cafeteria yesterday, how could something be left there? Just, what are you? ”

When Mo Qingfeng heard this, he directly smiled and denied it without thinking about it, and then lowered his eyebrows lightly, and continued to look at the carton in Guo Shurou's hand. It seemed that he was extremely interested or familiar with the type of carton.

"This carton was left there by someone when I went to the cafeteria for dinner yesterday evening, and then somehow it was accidentally taken away by me. I thought you were going to end up there. ”

Guo Shurou explained, but she didn't notice that Mo Qingfeng had reached out her hand, picked up the carton in her hand, and looked at it carefully, her handsome eyebrows were sometimes slightly wrinkled, sometimes relaxed, as if she was in contemplation.

"This thing is not mine. It's just that when I look at its packaging, I feel a little familiar, as if it's a little ......."

"Mo Qingfeng, Guo Shurou, there are still two minutes to go to class, why do you two still have time to wander around in the corridor, hurry up and go to class!"

Just as Mo Qingfeng was about to fall into deep thought, about to say something, a urging voice full of reproach and dissatisfaction came from behind the two. The two of them turned around in surprise and turned back sharply, just in time to see Pan Jie, the dean of the public college who was walking briskly towards the two of them, pointing at them with a solemn face.

"Oops, it's going to be late! Qingfeng, you take the things first, and think about it after class. Good bye. ”

Guo Shurou saw this scene, and then raised her eyes to look at the clock hanging by the wall of the corridor, and then her mood suddenly became anxious. Because she was not in the same class as Mo Qingfeng, she couldn't go all the way with the latter, so she could only hurriedly push the carton in her hand to Mo Qingfeng first, and turned around and hurried towards the upper floor of the corridor.

"Eh, no, Guo Shurou! I'm—"

"Mo Qingfeng, hurry up and go to class!"

When Mo Qingfeng was holding the carton that Guo Shurou had forced into him, and shouted in a little panic, Pan Jie had already come to him, his sideburns stood on end, and he raised his hand to point at Mo Qingfeng angrily with a stern face.

"Director Pan, you seem to have made a mistake, right? There is no class in our class, and my class will not start until the afternoon. ”

Mo Qingfeng glanced at Pan Jie with slanted eyes, his gaze gradually faded down, and he said with a somewhat funny look. It wasn't until the words were finished that Fang quietly glanced at the carton in his hand, shook his head helplessly, turned around and slowly paced towards the stairwell of the teaching building.

"Oh, that's right. I'm sorry, the director misunderstood......"

was stunned by this excuse to defend himself, Pan Jie looked embarrassed without thinking too much, and immediately lowered his head a little, muttering softly and preparing to apologize.

However, when Yu Guang saw the back of Mo Qingfeng continuing to go upstairs with his schoolbag on his back, he thought for a moment with some confusion, and then suddenly understood something, and his voice suddenly burst out, filling the upper layer of cold annoyance-

"Good boy, even I dare to fool, this class clearly has a financial theory class to attend!"

In a multi-functional classroom on the top floor of the teaching building of the public college, it is the students of the entire department of industrial public administration that Tang Yating and Nalan Yunxiao and others are studying, taking an emerging professional course that is quite important to them - industrial engineering development.

The young and somewhat solemn face of the male teacher standing on the podium also looked extremely familiar, because he was the Chang Qing of the Distinguished Youth Teacher of the Public College.

When Chang Qing was calmly holding the lecture pen in his hand, and from time to time he was writing something on the blackboard behind him, Tang Yating, who was in the corner of the seat under the podium, stared out the window a little blankly, as if she was caught in personal contemplation, and her eyes never moved away for a long time.

"Yating, don't think about it, let's concentrate on the class. You are like this, I also feel strange and flustered in my heart. ”

Tong Beibei, who was sitting next to Tang Yating and lying on the desk half-asleep, turned her head sideways and squinted at Tang Yating, seeing the latter's faintly lost pretty face, her heart was also a little uncomfortable again, and finally she couldn't help worrying, and hurriedly touched her with her elbow and muttered in a low voice.

However, for Tong Beibei's body touch, Tang Yating acted as if she hadn't heard it, her body didn't react, and she was still in a daze.

A few minutes before class, Tang Yating rushed to the classroom in a cold sweat. From the latter's slightly gasping words, Tong Beibei also knew that although Tang Yating had been looking in the cafeteria for a morning, she still didn't find any clues.

Tong Beibei stared at Tang Yating's side face intently, hesitated repeatedly for a long time in her heart, and finally her eyes suddenly froze, and she gritted her teeth fiercely, as if she had made some difficult decision in her heart.

After all, in the final analysis, it is her responsibility to be the most responsible, so if she really can't find Yating's things, Tong Beibei can only ask Nalan Yunxiao by herself. Although she could vaguely guess what the consequences might be.

In the back row of seats by the window, when Tong Beibei and Tang Yating fell into a trance, they did not notice the evergreen on the podium, and occasionally projected their eyes on them. Between frowning slightly, Chang Qing surprisingly did not call the two girls directly as before, but chose to ignore them and still teach the course seriously.

Santa Fe Modern City Liujia Garden Community, the second floor of the villa open-air balcony.

The light green lace base chiffon long skirt, under the breeze, raised a beautiful arc, with the girl's long hair slowly swaying, bathed in the light sunlight of the early morning, it looks bright and shiny.

Liu Qingyi raised her hand and gently brushed a few strands of green silk hanging down in front of her forehead, her head was slightly raised, her eyebrows were flowing and looking into the open sea, her eyes were slightly solemn, and she was holding her mobile phone tightly under her wrist. And at this moment, her emotions seem to be a little complicated, and her eyebrows are slightly frowning, thoughtful.

"Qingyi, what are you thinking, don't you still have to go to the company today, why have you been staying here in a daze?"

The sound of footsteps stepping on slippers came slowly from the corridor behind Liu Qingyi, and the familiar middle-aged man's somewhat curious voice also drifted into the girl's ears, pulling her back from her thoughts.

"Dad, why did you come up?"

Liu Qingyi's willow eyebrows were lightly raised, and then a smile slowly appeared on her pretty face, and she turned to look at her father, and after asking reflexively, her beautiful eyes moved again.

"It's just coming up to you, what's wrong, what are you thinking? Mind mind, tell Dad? ”

Liu Cen was still holding half a steaming teacup in his hand, he slowly raised his hand, put it to his lips and took a sip, then his gaze continued to fall on Liu Qingyi's cheeks, and asked inexplicably.

The mantis lowered his head slightly, and after a moment of simple contemplation, Liu Qingyi withdrew his gaze from afar, turned to meet his father's gaze, and took a slight breath of the cold air of the morning breeze.

"Dad, I have other things to deal with today, I may not be able to go to the company, I will ask the head of my department for leave. Tell her that she won't come to me again. ”

After Liu Qingyi finished speaking, he turned back again, and his jade arm lay on the jade fence, as if he had fallen silent again for a moment.

"Well, okay. It's just that I don't seem to be in a good mood anymore, right......"

"It's okay, Dad, don't worry about it. You don't know your daughter or me. Liu Cen's rather concerned inquiry had not yet ended, Liu Qingyi had already turned to look at him, stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand busily, explaining with a chic smile, while already walking briskly towards the corridor on the rooftop, "Okay, I'm out!" ”

"Aunt Mei, the thing I put on the table, if a friend who claims to be me comes to my house today, you should remember to give it to him."

In the hall on the first floor of the villa, Liu Qingyi's voice suddenly came out with a somewhat hurried command, and then the sound of the door closing followed.

Liu Cen, who was located on the side of the open-air balcony, heard this, his thick eyebrows folded slightly, his heart sank slowly, he walked to the stone railing, and casually put the teacup on the railing, his face couldn't help but look a little complicated and confused.

"What friends will come to her house today? What did Qingyi hide from me, and he didn't want to say it? ”

On the asphalt double-lane muddy road in Santa Fe Seaside Modern City, when Liu Qingyi just paced to the nearest station, the mobile phone that had been held in his palm suddenly vibrated and rang, and Liu Qingyi's pretty face was slightly cold at the same time.

Su Hand raised slightly, looking at the text message reminder on the mobile phone screen, Liu Qingyi's pink lips pursed slightly, Liu Mei's eyebrows trembled slightly, and it seemed that after a little hesitation, he opened the text message.

Murong Yao ...... What exactly does he want to do? ”

After reading the content of the text message from the young president of Warsaw Group, Liu Qingyi's expression couldn't help but pass a touch of surprise and confusion.