Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

Jiang Ning also felt being noticed, he straightened his back unconsciously, his hands and feet were a little unsure of how to walk, he glanced at Han Xiaoye, who was in a trance beside him, winked, "Hey, Xiaoye, do you know? Our department is famous. Thanks to many people knowing that you have a son, otherwise there must be a lot of people chasing you."

   "Oh, is that so?" Han Xiaoye absentmindedly found a seat and sat down. She was thinking about the small books in her bag at the moment. If there were not all people around, she would like to take it out and look at it immediately.

"Yeah." Jiang Ning sat next to her and lowered his voice a little excitedly, "But Quan Ronglian, I'm still in a dream, I can't believe it. By the way, speaking of this, did you see it yesterday? ?"

  Han Xiaoye didn't want to explain anymore, he followed her, "What do you see?"

   "Quan Ronglian has updated Weibo." Jiang Ning couldn't believe it, how could anyone not care about her boyfriend like this? She took out her mobile phone and flipped out Weibo. Isn't the most popular one on Weibo posted by Quan Ronglian?

   As always, the unruly black and white pictures only showed a pair of long legs of a man, cigarette butts scattered all over the ground, all Marlboro, and two or two empty cigarette cases were left beside them. There is an unprecedented sentence on it - apart from you, what else in this world can't get rid of?

  Jiang Ning's face swayed, "Ono, this is for you, right? It's so romantic!"

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes, not seeing any romance at all. She took out her mobile phone and replied neatly under the Weibo post, "Rice, water, oxygen, breathing, there are so many things that can't be quit."

  Jiang Ning saw her fingers typing quickly, and was about to lean over to look when the class bell rang.

  Fu Zhiyan walked into the classroom solemnly and elegantly, and glanced at Han Xiaoye without a trace. When he saw the little woman put away her phone with a guilty conscience, his Danfeng eyes narrowed invisibly, and he quickly returned to his expressionless face, "Class."

The people below    opened the book one after another.

   Fu Zhiyan's lectures are as sharp and concise as he gives people the feeling. After a class, there was basically no time to be in a daze. Han Xiaoye kept taking notes, for fear of missing a word from his kissing husband.

   Even so, by the end of the get out of class, she still felt that there were a lot of things she didn't have time to write down.

  On Wednesday afternoon there is only one class on finance.

   After class, Han Xiaoye told Jiang Ning and the others that he had left beforehand, but in fact, he quietly avoided everyone's attention and slipped into Fu Zhiyan's office.

   As if she knew she was coming, the office door was just ajar. Han Xiaoye raised the corner of his mouth happily, and immediately closed the door after entering.

  Fu Zhiyan just put down the book, his beautiful fingers untied the buttons on the sleeves, rolled up the sleeves, revealing a white and vigorous wrist, and said lightly, "Do you understand everything in class?"

  Han Xiaoye didn't like his calm appearance the most. He blinked, suddenly stood on tiptoe, held the man's face, and slammed it up. With a crisp sound, she suddenly felt much better. Hooking his neck, he leaned on him like a little monkey, "If I don't understand, will you explain it to me again?"

  The girl's body fragrance lingered around, Fu Zhiyan's eagle eyes darkened, and his voice was hoarse, "Stand still."

"I do not want."

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye had a smile in his eyes, took out the notebook in his bag, and shook it in front of him, "Why is the registration date on this one three years ago?"

  Fu Zhiyan's Danfeng eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

Han Xiaoye didn't expect him to say it at first, the corners of his mouth were about to fly up, and he pouted his composure, "You obviously have secretly obtained the marriage certificate, why do you still need it when I return to China? Pretend to be ignorant and do whatever I want. Are you not afraid that I found a handsome blond and blue-eyed guy back after three years abroad?"

   "You can't get married."

  Han Xiaoye choked on his neck, "Then what if we don't even need a marriage certificate, why do we have to be together?"

  Fu Zhiyan's eyes turned cold, as if a layer of ice had formed, "There is no contingency."

   If there is such a possibility, then he does not recommend sending that man to jail for a few years to calm down.

  Han Xiaoye just said it casually. Seeing that he was angry, he wisely jumped the topic, "Little uncle, are you going to the school organization tomorrow?"

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, "I have a meeting tomorrow, but I can't go."

  Don't go? !

   He didn't even go!

  Han Xiaoye originally thought about two days and one night. Although he went to the nearby hills, he had calculated the five rings, so it could be regarded as a tourist. If Fu Zhiyan went, she would just take this opportunity to be on her honeymoon. Anyway, she is not very demanding, and both of her dreams have come true, and she is not greedy for a sensational wedding or a global honeymoon. But anyway, he had to go out and wander around... As a result, he didn't go.

   She couldn't help but feel a little lost, let go of the hand around the man's neck, and couldn't help complaining, "Can't we not have a meeting?"

   They are all married!

get married!

  A serious certificate holder is on the job, why does he seem like he doesn't care at all?

  Han Xiaoye felt a little uncomfortable.

   is like a carnival between two people. She is the only one who is foolishly happy, and the people around her have no reaction at all. That feeling, suffocated panic!

   "Should not."

  Han Xiaoye really couldn't laugh anymore, so he took a bite on his wrist to vent his anger, and bared his teeth, "Go, go, go to your meeting. It's good if you don't go, I'll have more fun playing by myself."

   Mouth said this, and his face was clearly unhappy and unhappy.

  Fu Zhiyan slightly hooked his thin lips, squeezed her sharp-toothed mouth, and pushed her against the desk, "Want me?"

   "I want you to go?" The heart that was about to give up jumped up again.

   Before she could say what she thought, she heard the man's slightly black-bellied joke, "No."

"……"Depend on!

  Han Xiaoye was about to bite, but Fu Zhiyan seemed to see through her, faster than her, leaned down and blocked her mouth...

  *——*——*——*

  Collection.

   euphemistically called, extracurricular training. In fact, it is a collective camp in the wilderness.

   However, each department of the freshman year will organize once a year. It is considered as an extracurricular extension course, which is related to 1 credit. Unless you do not want credits, you must participate.

   At 8:30 in the morning, Han Xiaoye arrived at the meeting place on time. There were already many people on more than ten buses. She didn't find Jiang Ning and got on one of the buses casually. The car was full of people, and there were not many seats left. She saw that Mu Xiaoxiao and Yang Xin were also in the car. After saying hello, I found a window seat and sat down.