After the lady lost her horse, she made a sensation in the whole city

"So, you want to put people on my side?"

Xiao Rongchen lit a cigarette, and in the lingering white smoke, he looked at the cute little girl sitting on the sofa.

The large school uniform was washed and faded, and the hair was neatly draped down, making a small face so white that it was almost transparent. Sensing the gaze cast by Xiao Rongchen, she raised her eyes, her pupils were black and pure, oozing with water. Meaning, looking at him harmlessly.

Xiao Rongchen exhaled again, and asked, "Child, what's your name?"

"Thousands of clouds."

Nice name and nice voice.

Yunlan sighed: "Qiandie, this year's third year of high school is at a critical time. The old man took him over and said that he was going to transfer to Ningcheng No. [-] Middle School. As a result, my third aunt refused to let anyone enter the house."

The eldest lady of the Yun family has been growing up in the countryside. In Song Yuling's words, she is just a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

Xiao Rongchen has heard about Yunlan's third aunt Song Yuling for a long time. In the early years, when Song Yuling first married into Jiang's family, some things happened that caused ups and downs. Someone mentioned it.

"I have inquired around, and you are the most suitable."

Yunlan laughed flatteringly, "Don't you live alone now? Just arrange a room for her. It's only a few days. After I find a house, I will let her move out. It's really inconvenient for a little girl to live in a hotel. "

His abacus was clattering.

After all, the Xiao family's reputation in Ningcheng, counting up to three generations, is a big family entrenched in one side. The heritage accumulated from the period of the Republic of China is as intertwined as a century-old tree and cannot be shaken.

As for Xiao Rongchen, although he is the second son, in terms of ability, he is undoubtedly the most promising person to inherit the Xiao family in the future. In Ningcheng, no one dares to underestimate him, and it is more than enough to take care of a little girl.

Xiao Rongchen glanced at him coldly and distantly, then put out the cigarette butt casually, and said, "Okay, stay with me for now."

"Thank you so much!" Yun Lan was in disbelief, "You actually promised so happily..."

"It's just a little girl, it doesn't take much trouble, let's talk about it," Xiao Rongchen paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Yun Qiandie, and smiled: "The little girl looks good, so keep it at home, it's good for your eyes."

——This is Xiao Rongchen's first impression of Yun Qiandie.

Well-behaved, delicate, like a porcelain doll that shatters when dropped.

Sending off the thankful Yunlan, Xiao Rongchen returned to the living room, Yun Qiandie still maintained the current posture, did not move a bit, there was a big black canvas bag next to him, I don't know what was stuffed in it , looks bulging.

Xiao Rongchen was not used to having servants at home, the house was deserted and quiet all year round, and now there was a little girl suddenly, which made Xiao Rongchen a little unaccustomed to it.

He stepped forward, intending to pick up Yun Qiandou's canvas bag, and said, "There is a room upstairs, come with me."

Yun Qiandie blinked, and said softly, "Thank you, brother."

This "brother" is sweet and sweet, Xiao Rongchen has been famous in Ningcheng for many years, "Xiao Shao" and "Xiao Zong" have been heard too much with obvious respect, but no one has ever, Dare to call him "brother".

Xiao Rongchen curled his lips, but this feeling is not bad.

Because of the part-time workers who came to clean it regularly, the guest room was neat and tidy, Xiao Rongchen put the canvas bag on the bed, and said in a cool voice, "Can you clean it yourself?"

Yun Qiandie nodded obediently: "Yes."

Ask a sentence and answer a sentence, don't talk if you don't ask, and stand quietly on the side, with a natural quiet and elegant temperament, but it won't let people ignore her existence.

Compared with another so-called young lady of the Yun family, it's a world of difference.

"Okay," Xiao Rongchen nodded slightly, "Someone will come to cook the three meals, remember to come down and eat."

After such a simple order, Xiao Rongchen left.

The beds in the room were all made, Yun Qiandie sat on the bed and opened the canvas bag.

There are only a few simple clothes for changing and washing in the bag, a thin, unbranded laptop computer, and an old flip phone. No books or stationery.

Yun Qiandie didn't have the slightest illusion of being a student, she turned on her phone, and it was already filled with a lot of information.

She picked a few of them back, and then turned off the phone directly.

The next morning, when Yun Qiandie went downstairs, she saw Song Yuling.

This is the second time she saw Song Yuling, the last time was at the door of Yun's house, Song Yuling didn't even let her in.

Yun Qiandou was carrying the black canvas bag, and said, "Hello, Third Aunt."

Song Yuling glanced at her, and the disgust in her eyes became more and more obvious, but since Xiao Rongchen was sitting opposite, she was afraid to be too blatant.

A bumpkin from the countryside, who didn't know what Yunlan said, actually made Young Master Xiao agree to let her stay temporarily!

Song Yuling laughed along, "Young Master Xiao, I'm sorry, but if this girl troubles you, just drive her out!"

Xiao Rongchen casually lit a cigarette, with a faint smile: "But if I kick her out...then she will be sleeping on the street?"

These words were too inductive, and Song Yuling instinctively said what was in her heart: "That's just right, go back to the countryside!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yuling realized what she had said.

She did look down on Yun Qiandie, but even so, Yun Qiandie was still a member of their Yun family, so wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Yun family?

Song Yuling's face suddenly turned ugly.

And Yun Qiandie didn't seem to have heard Song Yuling's harsh words at all, the corners of her lips were still slightly curled up, and she was carrying a canvas bag, like a very good student.

"Then I won't bother you." Song Yuling hurriedly stood up, "I'll take her to the school to go through the formalities first."

Xiao Rongchen didn't answer, but just glanced at Yun Qiandie lightly: "Come back early."

Yun Qiandie responded lightly: "Okay, brother."

She followed behind Song Yuling, opened the car door and sat in. The whole sequence of movements was smooth and smooth, as if there was no fireworks.

But Song Yuling just couldn't get used to it, "Whatever you pretend, no matter how much you pretend, you can't change the nature of a countryman, just like your mother!"

Everyone in Ningcheng knew that Song Yuling was almost robbed by Yun Qiandie's mother Lin Yazhi, the daughter of this small family, and her fiancé, the third young master of the Yun family.

Although Lin Yazhi failed to marry the third young master of the Yun family in the end, she married the eldest son of the Yun family and the future heir Yun Jing as soon as she turned around.

Although Lin Yazhi's marriage to Yunjing was regarded as a continuation, it was rumored in the upper-class circle at the time that Song Yuling picked up Lin Yazhi and didn't want it.

Although Lin Yazhi's marriage was not happy, it was still a thorn in Song Yuling's heart.

She buried this thorn for 17 years, until old master Yun opened his mouth and took Yun Qiandie back.

When she saw Yun Qiandie's face, which was completely similar to Lin Yazhi's, she felt a dull pain from that thorn, and she couldn't think of getting it out all the time.

Song Yuling snorted coldly: "Let me tell you, don't think that you are the eldest lady of the Yun family because your surname is Yun. You'd better recognize your identity. Don't try your best to marry in like your mother. In the end, it's not Kicked out with disgrace!"

In the next second, a sharp coolness suddenly hit her neck!
Song Yuling's unfinished words came to an abrupt end!

The girl in front of her still had a sweet and well-behaved smile, but her slender fingers touched the arteries in her neck impartially.

Her fingers were icy cold, as if carrying a bone-deep chill, which made Song Yuling's back unconsciously break out in a layer of cold sweat!
In an instant, she even had an illusion that this Yun Qiandie was not pointing at her with his hand, but a knife that could kill people!

"Sorry, Ms. Song."

Yun Qiandou withdrew his finger, and there was a small black spot on the fingertip.

She smiled: "A small flying insect landed on you."

Just at this time, Ningcheng High School has arrived.

Yun Qiandou took out a tissue and slowly wiped her fingers. Then, she got out of the car and threw the tissue into the trash can.

And Song Yuling was still sitting in the car, her whole body stiff.

She didn't see Yun Qiandie's movements at all just now, it seemed that her lifeline was controlled by her in just a ten-millionth of a second!

It took quite a while before she came back to her senses, Yun Qiandie had already walked towards the school, she hurriedly followed, and at the same time cursed secretly in her heart.

Lin Yazhi's daughter is indeed... just as wicked as her!
Ningcheng High School, the best high school in the country, the high school that all the children of the aristocrats and rich families desperately want to squeeze into.

What Song Yuling was most proud of was that her daughter Yun Qianruo did not get into Ning Gao through connections, but got into the exam by herself. Even among the group of top students, her grades were among the best.

As for this Yun Qianduo...

Mr. Yun actually spent money to find a relationship to stuff her in.

How can that bitch's daughter deserve to go to the same school as her Ruoruo!
Thinking of this, Song Yuling was so angry that her chest was tight and short of breath, and she didn't even look good when she saw the principal.

"It's her."

Song Yuling was about to push Yun Qiandie forward, but she stretched out her hand, but the push was in vain.

At some point, Yun Qiandie stepped forward, carrying her schoolbag, bowed obediently, and called out, "Hi, Principal."

The principal has a good impression of this young lady of the Yun family who grew up in the countryside.Nodding with a smile, she asked Song Yuling, "How is her study level?"

How did Song Yuling know about this before, and replied angrily: "I don't know, just find her a class and put it in."

"How can this be casual, if you can't keep up with the progress, it will only waste time."

The principal frowned, found a set of papers and handed them to Yun Qiandie: "This is last year's college entrance examination papers, you did it, let me see your progress."

"Ok."

Yun Qiandie agreed, and just after taking the paper, she seemed to think of something again, and asked the principal, "Excuse me, can you lend me a pen? I don't have a pen with me."

Song Yuling's eyes were about to roll to the sky.

I didn't even bring a pen with me last time, so what kind of school is this time!

The principal found Yun Qiandie a signing pen, Yun Qiandie took it, and just lay down on the desk and started writing the paper.

The usual exam time is usually two hours, Yun Qiandie only took one hour to hand in the paper, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm not very good at some questions."

The principal turned over, his face a little stiff.