Jiang Chacha didn't know that Bian Jichen left not long after he came.

She looked embarrassed at this time.

She didn't know that her fan club was organized today and she was going to come over and give her gifts together.

Although they were very enthusiastic, Jiang Chacha still felt weird, and felt that this was no different from the behavior of the fan circle, so she kept refusing it.

Suddenly, her eyes were sharp, and she found a bouquet of roses in the trash can not far away.

She frowned and asked, "What's that?" ”

"How can it be thrown in the trash?"

After she finished speaking, she jumped down from the desk and walked curiously to the trash can, she picked up the bouquet of flowers, shook the dust again, and then held it in her arms.

It's amazing.

She always had the feeling that the first time she saw it, she felt that this bouquet of roses was given to her.

The boy next to him hesitated, and finally said, "Vice President, this is for you, we inquired just now, it was a man who gave it to you, and he is not a fan of the support club." ”

Because of his excitement, his voice increased: "We suspect that he has a bad plan against you!" So after some discussion, I threw the rose away. ”

Jiang Chacha listened, she couldn't cry or laugh, she touched the petals, "You can return the flowers, there is no need to toss this poor flower, it's too wasteful." ”

The quality of this rose is very good, not like you just bought it at a regular florist.

Suddenly, she saw a small card stuck between two roses.

She picked it up and looked at it.

There were no words of blessing, only a low-key "edge" remained.

The font is unassuming, restrained and calm, really as the saying goes, the words are like their people.

Seeing this surname, Jiang Chacha's hand holding the card was trembling wildly.

Boy! That's Bian Jichen, who will be buried at every turn in the future, and has the president of the bankruptcy, how dare you throw away the roses he sent??

Jiang Chacha hurriedly looked back with a weak heart.

She is worried that this group of fans will offend the top male protagonist in this B game, Bian Jichen shouldn't know about it.

However, there is a problem.

Why did he give her roses?

Like her? No, it can't be, it's lower than the probability that Mars will hit the Earth.

Waiting for this group of fans to leave, waiting until the class, Jiang Chacha had no intention of listening to the lecture in the class, and was still thinking about this problem.

Her position is quite high, she is not at the same table, and the table next to her has always been full of gifts from fans, and the teacher is already surprised to see such a large bouquet of roses on the desk.

The pen of ginger tea is placed between the nose and lips and sucked.

She thought about it, probably because Bian Jichen felt a little guilty because he misunderstood her, so he wanted to send something to apologize to her.

But......

Ginger Cha Cha felt a headache.

She didn't know what his head was thinking, and he would actually send roses.

The meaning of roses is too ambiguous.

If he hadn't known that he was completely uninterested in himself, Jiang Chacha might have really wanted to be crooked.

When I went to the student union in the afternoon, Jiang Chacha suddenly discovered something.

When she passed by Fu Yin's desk, the head of the Discipline Inspection Commission, she accidentally heard her on the phone.

She held her mobile phone and said impatiently, "There's a ribbon-cutting ceremony in the afternoon, right?" Okay, okay, I know, don't say it, it's really annoying, I don't understand why I have to participate in things like you adults. ”

"Who said I was going to inherit the family property in the future?"

"Hehe, just because I'm an only daughter, your old man's only daughter? I don't mind if you go and have a few more children to split up and grab the family property from me, it's better to have illegitimate children and illegitimate daughters, I don't mind. ”

The sentence "Reverse Girl" trembling with anger finally came from his ear, and Fu Yin hung up the phone calmly.

As soon as she raised her eyes, Jiang Chacha stood in front of the meeting, holding the document in her arms, looking at her with blank eyes.

Fu Yin was uncomfortable, and didn't give a good face, "What are you doing?" ”

Don't just stare at her because you're good-looking.

Fu Yin didn't hold back in the end, looked away, and his face became a little hot.

I saw Jiang Chacha blink her eyes curiously and asked, "What ribbon-cutting ceremony?" ”

Fu Yin looked back at her and continued to have a cold face, "My family is a hotel brand, and my father opened a hotel in the city, and there is a ribbon-cutting ceremony today, so I have to go over to participate." ”

It is precisely because of this background that others will jokingly call her the eldest lady of the Delo Hotel.

Who knows, after Jiang Chacha heard her words, he was so excited that he stepped forward and held her hand, his eyes lit up like a light bulb, "Your family actually runs a hotel?!! ”

The main thing is that her eyes are too bright, and she looks forward to it like countless stars twinkling.

Fu Yin couldn't resist this enthusiasm, her body couldn't help but retreat, her paralyzed face finally had another expression, she hesitated, "yes, what's wrong......"

Why is the eyes of this annoying vice president so weird, as if they are going to eat her.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chacha asked, "Does your hotel give discounts to classmates?" ”

Fu Yin: ?

I didn't expect that there were people around me who opened a hotel, so I would have a place to hold a four-million banquet by then. She told Fu Yin about her plan to hold a banquet, and she originally planned to be cheeky and ask her for a six-seven fold.

After all, it is the industry of acquaintances, so it is convenient to use.

But she didn't expect that after Fu Yin heard about it, she rolled her eyes, she said that there was no discount, she could choose the hotel at home, and help her provide a place to hold a banquet for free.

Jiang Chacha didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and he was also prostituted in vain.

But think about it, the students in Shengying are all upper-class, what industries do they have at home, such as oil, finance, jewelry, hotels, etc., and among their classmates, they are all the connections of the children of this group of wealthy families.

You help me, I help you, when you go out of society in the future, aren't you afraid of no connections?

This also opens up another idea for ginger tea.

So, in this "Love Heart" B tour, in this aristocratic school, who are the best connections, of course, those top male protagonists!!

Jiang Cha Cha swallowed his saliva.

A bold plan quietly took shape in her mind.

Recently, Bian Jichen noticed that Jiang Chacha did empathize with him.

Every day, she would follow Lin Xiaoxiao and them, either to the basketball court or to the gymnasium to see handsome guys every day, and to scream loudly at the boy who wiped the sweat on his face with a vest and accidentally showed his eight-pack abs.

She also asked her little sisters to go to see a recent concert of a new generation of Xiao Xianrou in the entertainment industry.

Her days are getting more and more moisturized, and she can see different handsome guys every day.

That's good.

After being plagued by ginger tea for so long, Bian Jichen felt that he might be suffering from Stockholm syndrome, otherwise, why was he still a little unaccustomed to it these days, and even a little irritable.

In the end, he attributed this strange feeling to Jiang Chacha throwing away the flowers he sent, so it affected his mood.

He wrote the question with a blank face.

After all, this is the first time he has sent flowers to someone besides his mother.

It's 10:05 p.m. today.

He received a friend verification message on QQ.

The verification information said that the classmate was written, and he agreed to the application.

As a result, the other party's first sentence came up.

[Classmate Bian, I am the vice president of Jiang Chacha ( ̄▽ ̄)~*!] ］

［。。。 ］

The three speechless periods are enough to represent his mood.

Seeing that Jiang Chacha harassed him with another love bag, he replied coldly.

[Something?] ］

The other party is enthusiastic.

[I'm here to apologize to you, I didn't throw that bouquet of roses two days ago, it was my fan who threw it!] Really, really, really embarrassed! By the way, that bouquet of roses is very beautiful and fragrant, I took it home and raised it, thank you, classmate Bian! ］

Looking at this text, Bian Jichen tapped his fingers on the table.

He pursed his lips.

With her a few days ago, she changed her attitude again, obviously she hated him last time.

And this time, how could he take the initiative to come to the door and apologize to him?

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

[Is there anything wrong with you?] ］

She didn't answer the question, but grinned and went off to something else.

After that, she was like a dog skin plaster, talking to him on QQ every day.

And the title of him has also changed from the unfamiliar "classmate Bian" to "brother".

Every morning when he gets up, as soon as he turns on his mobile phone, he can always see her obediently texting.

[Good morning, brother, are you up.] ］

After school at noon, she would send him pictures of him eating lunch.

[Today's lunch is so hearty, brother, what are you eating?] ］

Two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

[Brother, do you drink milk tea?] There's a new one near the school, I think it's delicious, why don't I order you a drink and send it to you personally? ］

Bian Jichen sat in the classroom, staring at the message on the mobile phone screen, and the person fell into deep thought.

Is she crazy or is he crazy.

She talked about her brother, but how did he feel, she didn't look like she had rekindled her old feelings for him. Moreover, she still goes to see handsome guys and beautiful men with her sisters every day, and when she sends these messages, she doesn't delay these things at all.

Bian Jichen's face sank, and his eyes flashed slightly.

He really couldn't understand her more and more.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, just after playing a game, before going to sleep, the mobile phone placed next to the pillow rang again, and he picked it up expressionlessly.

Sure enough, it was the news of ginger tea again.

It's different.

This time, she no longer sent a text, but a voice.

He clicked on the note again, with a blank face.

The lights in the bedroom have been turned off, only the moonlight that slipped in by the window shone on the black quilt, Bian Jichen just turned over, and heard the voice of the mobile phone, the girl's voice was unique sweet and soft, glutinous, and at twelve o'clock in the night, it was even more ambiguous, and the sound seemed to be wet licking his ears.

She said.

"Brother, have you slept~"

Even if the voice is like that, even the words spoken are so reminiscent.

He's going crazy.

She's been posting something like this for days on end.

The brother who said one after another, I don't know if he is deceiving people or coaxing children.

Bian Jichen turned over again and sat up with a cold face.

He crackled and typed past.

[What the hell do you want to do.] ］

Knowing that it was impossible, but under her sugar-coated cannonballs and soft grinding and hard foaming, he even had to wonder if she liked him again.

A minute later.

[Brother, why are you so indifferent to me!] ］

[I can't sleep, or let's make a bet.] ］

He sent a cold question mark.

[Bet on what.] ］

[Bet on whether I can do it without replying to your message for a week, and the person who loses has to promise the other party one thing.] ］

Bian Jichen frowned.

Is she kidding?

In the past few days, she has to report to him even for a small thing like going to the toilet by herself, and she is extremely clingy to him.

He frowned and put one hand on his forehead.

[I bet you lose.] ］

Next.

Ten minutes.

Half an hour.

An hour passed.

The person who usually says "good night brother" on time every night is gone.

Bian Jichen: ?

He slept, he thought, and she should be back to him tomorrow morning.

At most, she replied to him within two days, she was so clingy, and she lasted for two days for so long, it was already her limit.

But after a short period of coaxing, people will always overestimate their own importance.

Until the sixth day, Jiang Chacha still didn't send him a word.

Bian Jichen: ?