Chapter 155: It's good that you can come to class

It seems that it is impossible to implement it according to the plan, Aunt Yan has spoken harshly, and she can't ignore it.

If they hadn't gone to her house this weekend, Aunt Yan would have really visited her in person, and it would have been the parents of both sides who would be embarrassed.

Lin Xia never thought that things would develop in such a direction. Brother Yu, does he know? If he knew about Aunt Yan's phone call, he would probably be so angry......

The person you don't want to see the most comes to your house for dinner, talks and laughs with your mother, and you won't welcome it in your heart.

However, if Lin Xia knew that Yan's mother's phone call tonight was half of Yan Zhengyu's contribution to the trouble, maybe she wouldn't think so, and the story might be another story.

Lin Xia bent her knees in distress, wrapped one hand around her, her head was lying on her side, her eyes were staring at the other hand and picking at the sheets, and suddenly she remembered that before talking to Yan's mother, she was still exchanging WeChat chats with Jiang Shuzhe, and they just happened to talk about the key place, and she accidentally sent a "why" to the past.

Lin Xia woke up instantly, quickly looked at the mobile phone placed on the other side of the bed, stretched out her hand to take it, and unlocked it with some trepidation, thinking that if Jiang Shuzhe was willing to tell her the answer, then how would she reply to him, after all, she was not good at comforting others.

But when she saw the last sentence of the chat box with Jiang Shuzhe, she was stunned on the spot.

Jiang Shuzhe: Rest early! Good night.

He... Sided.

Jiang Shuzhe didn't answer this question, whether she didn't want to or didn't want to, maybe their friendship was not good enough to confide in one party, although she didn't mean to ask, but she was still a little disappointed, she was a little interested in the mysterious robe that Jiang Shuzhe was wearing, peeling off this layer, what would it look like inside? She was curious.

The next day, Lin Xia got off the bus, closed his eyes slightly, and walked on the pavement paved with red bricks a little sleepy.

She yawned with her hands over her mouth, then shook her head, her hands slapping her face to sober herself.

She had insomnia last night, and she didn't fall asleep until more than three o'clock in the morning, and Jiang Shuzhe's sentence "I hate being at home more than boring" has always made her very concerned and kept echoing in her mind.

I've only slept for about three hours, and I guess it's hard to get through a whole day of classes today.

Thinking of this, Lin Xia's hand slapping his face harder, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter in his ears, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you stupid?" Why are you smoking yourself early in the morning for no reason? ”

Lin Xia stopped her hand, raised her eyes and saw Jiang Shuzhe looking at her with a funny face, she suddenly felt a little stupid, and said a little embarrassed, "I'm sleepy." ”

"Didn't sleep well last night?"

"Hmm!" Lin Xia looked at the people walking beside him, and felt that the sleepy insects had been driven away a lot, and he was a little more energetic, "You came to class." ”

"How can you forget what I promised you yesterday?" Jiang Shuzhe smiled cheerfully.

Lin Xia was affected by him, and her mood was better, she sighed sincerely, "It's so good." ”

Jiang Shuzhe heard her beautiful voice and continued: "It's good that you can come to school. ”

At this moment, Jiang Shuzhe looked at Lin Xia in surprise, looking at her beautiful face, his heart began to beat wildly.

She really cared about him.

There was a Porsche parked on the side of the road not far away, and the man in the driver's seat was looking this way, and the interaction between Lin Xia and Jiang Shuzhe was completely lost in his eyes.

This man is Yan Zhengyu, he is holding the steering wheel tightly, as if he is enduring some emotion.

Lin Xia, do you really like this bastard? What good can a poor student be.